"Madam, if you embroider the pattern that the prince likes on this, it must be the most dazzling birthday gift." Wang Jin said.

"Hehe," Guanyin smiled shyly, "I'm afraid that my embroidery will waste this fabric." ”

"Madame should have confidence, this embroidery is about the unity of human embroidery, like playing the piano. The embroiderer and the embroidery are integrated, and the embroidered thing can be vivid. ”

"Well, I'll do my best."

"Madame, don't worry. Madame's embroidery is now handy and easy. ”

"Thank you, today, thanks to you, the master, I can do something for the prince."

"Madame, let's get started. We first design the pattern and decide what thread to use for embroidery. Gold thread, silver thread, silk, and all kinds of birds and beast feathers can be used for embroidery. A pattern can be embroidered with one thread, or it can be embroidered with several threads at the same time, so that it looks rich and colorful. Madame, we are going to make a most gorgeous and unique brocade robe! ”

Wang Jin stared at Ku Jin on the table, his expression was both solemn and solemn.

Her weapons were so close to her, her victory was in a light she could see, and the value of her life was no longer illusory.

"Okay!" Guanyin Nu's heart was surging, and she tightly grasped Wang Jin's thin shoulders.

"Today we will set the pattern and the embroidery thread, and tomorrow I will go to buy gold thread, silver thread, silk and peacock feathers. The prince was particularly fond of peacock feathers, and he said that peacocks were auspicious creatures that could bring him good luck. ”

"Well, the peacock feathers are noble and magnificent, and only the prince is worthy of it."

Wang Jin responded absentmindedly, unable to withdraw from his boiling imagination for a while.

"And the three-color gold thread! Today, the three-color gold embroidery must be beautiful! ”

Guanyinnu's eyes glowed with a brilliance that had not been seen in decades.

"Tri-color gold is really beautiful, it can make our embroidery colors endless. In addition, the peacock feathers are already colorful, and under the sun, this is definitely a ingenious and beautiful brocade robe! ”

"Yes, yes." Guanyin Nu picked up Ku Jin, closed his eyes, and put his cheek on it intoxicated.

She has changed from a hopeless old woman to a longing girl, and everything is beautiful in her eyes.

Embroidery is gorgeous, people's hearts are kind, and life is hopeful.

She didn't know that a vengeful hand was slowly reaching for her.

Two days before Zhu's birthday, Zhu Yuanzhang issued the "Yongjian Record".

It chronicles the actions of the kings of the clans of the past dynasties, and warns the prince not to commit the following crimes, fratricide, rebellion, and the discipline of the ancestral system.

A scabbed wound opened its flesh, and Zhu stayed awake all night.

He is finally sober now, soberly seeing the relationship between Fu Youde's death and himself, and soberly knowing his father's attitude towards him.

Half a year of calm is nothing more than he paralyzed himself and replaced the cruel reality with a beautiful imagination.

Dreams always have to wake up, and hiding in a turtle shell doesn't mean danger doesn't exist.

Zhu began to seriously consider his own situation: if he killed his second brother, what would his father do with him?

Exile, beheading the king, and proclaiming his crimes to the world...... Every punishment can kill him.

If there is only one dead end, what is he afraid of?

He was not afraid, he felt that he had sunk to the bottom of the sea, and at worst, wasn't it?

Zhu got out of bed and coughed desperately, as if everything hidden in his stomach was about to cough out.

After all, his body and his willpower were still out of sync.

Guanyin Nu happily put the freshly made brocade robe into a delicate wooden box and came to Zhu Yi's bedroom.

Before she could enter the house, she heard Zhu Qi's violent coughing and heavy panting.

She hurriedly put down the wooden box, stepped forward to support Zhu, and her stretched smile became solemn.

"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you? Hasn't your body gotten better lately, why are you coughing so badly again? ”

She put her hand on Zhu Yi's back and patted it gently, forgetting her surprise.

"Ahem! It's okay! Why have you been so busy lately? It turns out that learning embroidery is not one or two hours a day? Now I don't see anyone all day long. ”

Zhu's eyes were more tender than usual, and every glance seemed to be looking at Guanyin Nu for the last time, reluctant and helpless.

"Oh!" Guanyin Nu remembered what she had carefully prepared, walked over to the wooden box, and held it ceremoniously with both hands.

"Lord Wang, give it to you, see if you like it?"

"For me?" Joy swept across Zhu's pale cheeks like lightning, "I'll take a look!" ”

His hand trembled as he opened the wooden box.

The light of gold, the sparkle of the silver star, and the splendor of the peacock illuminated the dreary room.

"This ...... For me? What is it? ”

Guanyinnu's tired eyes sparkled, and she took out the brocade robe from the box and raised her hands high.

The whole brocade robe is like a painting, no, more moving than a painting, slowly unfolding in front of Zhu.

"It's beautiful!" Zhu looked at it in amazement, he didn't reach out to touch it, thinking that it would destroy the beauty in front of him.

He had never seen such a beautiful pattern, such a real embroidery.

The rich gold and silver threads and the graceful peacock feathers did not reveal any of the usual vulgarity of court dress.

It carries a kind of immortal aura, it is a divine object from the Qiong Pavilion of the Immortal Mountain, and the emperor's dragon robe is nothing more than a plain plain robe in front of it.

Zhu turned his face to Guanyinnu, his eyes full of pity: "You did this?" ”

"Well, the concubine did it with the help of others." Guanyin Nu put down his brocade robe and put it on the crook of his arm.

Zhu stretched out his hand to caress Guanyinnu's face: "How many nights have you stayed up?" ”

"Lord, isn't the concubine stupid, you have to work hard, or you won't be able to do anything."

Guanyin Nu pursed her lips and was coquettish in front of Zhu for the first time, which was also the first time she was coquettish in more than 20 years.

"If you're stupid, there's not a single smart woman in the whole world."

A few tears welled up in the corners of Zhu's eyes, and his chest began to rise and fall violently.

"Ahem! cough——! Zhu's face turned from white to blue, and from blue to purple.

Guanyinnu threw down the brocade robe, held Zhu Yan tightly, and rubbed one hand lightly on his back.

After a while, Zhu recovered his strength, and the corners of his mouth were oozing blood.

Guanyinnu's brows were tightly furrowed, but she didn't exclaim, but loosened her throat, and said softly: "Lord, the concubine will go and remix the prescription for you, and add a few more flavors......"

Zhu shook his head and grabbed Guanyinnu's hand tightly: "Don't go anywhere, stay here with me." ”

"yes, okay." Guanyin nu put the quilt that had slipped on the side of the bed.

"Tomorrow is the prince's birthday......"

"Tomorrow I wear the brocade robe you made, and all diseases will be cured!" Zhu barely showed a row of teeth.