Not only Xia Kui was laughing, but the other maids were also laughing.

Even if they can't win this competition, it is still very happy to laugh at someone who is far inferior to themselves, at least, someone is at the bottom for them, no matter how they fail, it will not be more shameful than the owner of this piece of cloth.

The villain's mind is so obscene and simple.

"She, like this cloth, can't be on the table."

"Can you hold a needle in both hands?"

"If Xiangyun yarn can also produce good embroidery, who still uses deathly expensive silk, then it's not a fool!"

Holding Xiangyun yarn, Hua Rou Wu walked to the embroidery table in the corner without saying a word, sat down, stared at this inconspicuous piece of fabric, and was stunned for a while.

She really won't be a female celebrity.

The Snow Ember Country, the Hua Clan, is busy cultivating every day, and the time-wasting work of the female red is handed over to the next person to do.

The mist will only be the most common stitch method to mend the holes in the clothes, which is acceptable. But if she wants to embroider, it will be too difficult!

The maids secretly laughed enough, and began to do their own work, threading needles and threads, and flowing smoothly. From the silk to the needle, the best use was chosen, and gradually, the air was quiet only with the sound of breathing and the rustling of threads.

The flower resin mist glanced at the embroidery table in front of her, and through the gap between the maid's arms, she saw that the wings of a mandarin duck had been embroidered on the embroidery.

Looking at the one on the left, it's a tanuki.

On the right, there is a golden carp jumping over the dragon gate.

……

What does a summer sunflower embroider?

The flower mist stared down at her toes, her cheeks in thought.

Under the shade of the tree on the other side, Xia Kui flies the needle and walks the thread, a gold and silver needle in the right hand, like a tiger with wings, and the left hand holds the red satin in the embroidery, which shines with a slight golden luster in the sun, noble and beautiful, and catches people's hearts.

Everyone was sweating, the silk threads were wet with sweat from their hands, and their eyes were mixed with sweat, and they couldn't see clearly. They don't know the reason for the confusion of vision, and it also includes the effect of blinding powder, if they know, they really have to "thank" Xia Kui for her "help".

Xia Kui stared at the embroidery, and the corners of her mouth slowly opened a playful arc.

Everyone was busy rubbing their eyes, and the more they rubbed them, the more they couldn't see clearly. The hands are pierced, the cat is embroidered like a dog, and the mandarin duck is embroidered like a duck.

No one can beat her.

"I embroidered a pair of golden silk phoenixes with red satin, so that the wild girl would know what it means to be unattainable, and recognize who the real phoenix is!"

Xia Kui thought like this, and was proud for a while, the needle in his hand walked faster, and he didn't even drink a sip of water, and completed the phoenix pattern little by little. Seeing that she was about to step into the realm of hope, how could she not be excited?

Qi Yan drank tea unhurriedly, his eyes swept over the corner from time to time, and there was a melancholy figure sitting there, which made him frown slightly.

The fragrant cloud yarn of the flower fat mist is still lying alone on the embroidery table.

When the wind blows, the fragrant cloud yarn floats gently, as if floating on the water, and it is almost summer, and such a dull color looks actually quite cool.

But she was the only one who thought so.

The flower fat mist sighed, put on the needle and thread, and stretched the fragrant cloud veil, but looked left and right, and couldn't start. She hasn't embroidered any patterns, don't talk about animals, not even the simplest bluegrass!

Her mind went blank, and she simply waited to lose.

The wind blew into the corner of the wall, fluttering to the ground, and wisps of white dandelion seeds drifted with the wind. There are so many of them, which inadvertently fall on the fragrant cloud yarn.

It is clearly the most inconspicuous material, lined with messy feather-like dangu Ying, like a butterfly flying in the wind, and like a clear and transparent ice and snow.

Suddenly, looking forward to the brilliance, sultry people's hearts!