It's the New Year, and the Splendid Workshop has returned to tranquility.

Most of the embroidery girls have taken leave, and most of the people who stay are homeless and have no background.

The New Year's Eve arrived, Chinese New Year's Eve, but about a dozen people, simple, refreshing, after Chinese New Year's Eve, after the reunion dinner, they went back to their rooms and slept separately.

"Kara-" The heavy wooden door opened, revealing a dark basement—

"Da Da ......" Qingling's footsteps, "倀", the sound of fire burning, the basement lit up.

This is an offering table, on which there is fresh food, and it is very clean, and it can be seen that it is often cleaned.

On a black-lacquered wooden table is a silver box with a golden embroidery needle.

There is a weathered scroll hanging on the wall, and the woman is vaguely visible on the painting, and the beautiful face is hung with a pure smile, which is peerless.

Cigarettes curled on the desk.

"Sister ......" A deep sigh, Xiuniang raised her head and looked at the woman in the painting, with pain in her eyes.

"Sister ......"

The murmuring, as if in this way, the pain in the bottom of my heart can be alleviated.

"Sister, are you afraid?" A miserable smile appeared on her face, "Don't be afraid, I'll let him accompany you......"

On the table, the golden embroidery needle flashed with a streamer.

……

As soon as the seventh day of the first lunar month passed, the splendid workshop opened, rolled out the red carpet, lit the fiery red lanterns, and the new year was prosperous.

Gradually, there are more people who come to make clothes and sell embroidery paintings, plus thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into Beijing, in the limelight at the annual banquet, the south of the emperor Longyan is happy, and he is rewarded with the splendid workshop, and it is also awarded the world's first embroidery workshop, this fame, it is also big.

When you are famous, you have business.

In the new year, Jinxiufang is really prosperous, lively, and the business is very good.

But what is even more prosperous and surprising is that a holy decree shocked the people of Jincheng, and also stirred up the peaceful life of Yang Jinxiu, the gold medal embroiderer.

A holy decree, the emperor's grace is mighty, and Yang Jinxiu of Jinxiufang is the princess of the East.

Princess of the East!

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

A little embroidery girl, no matter how skilled she is, she is also a mustard civilian, how can she afford the word "East Princess"?

It is said that it was the kiss of Nangong Yan, the king of the east, who knelt all night in the snow and begged for the holy decree.

Everyone in the world is infatuated, Dongwang is infatuated, and Yang Jinxiu only says - the marriage is bad.

"What do you mean? What about Nangong Yan? Xiuniang was furious and asked loudly.

"Please don't embarrass the princess, the princess is preparing in the palace, just waiting for the princess to enter on the wedding day!" The little eunuch is quite helpless, this is the intention of King Xiang, and the goddess is unintentional?

But the holy decree cannot be disobeyed, and when you come down, you must obediently guard it, regardless of how powerful you are in heaven and on earth!

"Call me Nangong Yan!" Xiuniang was furious, and her good cultivation on weekdays was left behind.

What kind of cultivation do you need at this time? gave a marriage for no reason, and whoever was upset was bad.

"Please don't embarrass the slaves, princess! Please prepare for the princess, the welcoming team will arrive tomorrow. After the little eunuch finished speaking, he hurriedly retired, and a group of palace maids waited for him to change his clothes and make up.

The little eunuch broke out in a cold sweat.

This contradiction between the masters above made it very difficult for them to do things, and they were flattered here, and angry there.

No matter how Xiuniang resisted, the damn Nangong Yan seemed to have predicted in advance that she would not be obedient, and had already arranged for a few vigorous grandmothers to press the makeup, which made her face blue and red for a while.

After tossing, calm down, it's late at night.

She didn't even see her sleeves, and she didn't have anyone to discuss and help, so Xiuniang was very distressed.

looked at the delicate appearance of pink and red makeup in the mirror, and a touch of disgust crossed his eyes.

I sneered in my heart.

Since this is the case, I can't complain about her.

Nangong Yan, this is what you asked for!