"The old lady is right," said Mama Li, who was standing beside her, "When I was in Nanjing, the lady of the Confucian merchant potter in Nancheng went back to study for the fifth lady's embroidery, but she waited for three months. ”

"Even so, it's just a sweat towel and doesn't mean anything." Ye Xi shook the embroidered handkerchief from Yan Wujiao's hand, pretended to look at it seriously, and pretended to be calm.

She can't let her mother be convicted of misconduct, otherwise, her reputation will be ruined, and even her true origin may be revealed.

In that case, in the future, not to mention wanting to be Princess Hui, even if you want to marry a good family, I'm afraid it will not be an easy thing.

"Fifth sister's words are wrong," Jiang Shu wanted to get rid of Yan Wujiao, so naturally he would not agree with her statement, and turned his head to look at her and said, "Although a sweat towel can't explain anything, if this sweat towel is embroidered with something that shouldn't be embroidered, then it's another matter!" ”

"The fourth sister refers to ——?" A cold light flashed in Ye Xi's eyes, and he turned his head to meet her gaze.

"Didn't the fifth sister ask knowingly?" Jiang Shu couldn't help but sneer, and raised his hand to the lower right corner of the sweat towel in her hand, "Aren't they these two words?" ”

"Fangzhou ......," Ye Xiyan read out in a low voice, "Isn't this from the poem 'Fangcao Mingmu Parrot Continent' in Tang Dynasty Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower"? My mother likes this poem the most, and often takes apart the words inside and embroiders them on the handkerchief, the fourth sister is really rare and strange! ”

"Really?" Jiang Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he moved his gaze to Yan Wujiao in the back, "Since Wu Niang likes this poem so much, dare to ask what is the last sentence of this 'Fangcao Ming Parrot Continent'?" ”

"This ......" Yan Wujiao hesitated for a moment, and looked past her at Ye Xiyao.

Jiang Shu hurriedly took a few steps to the side, separated the two with his body, looked at her and said, "What?" Could it be that Wu Niang couldn't remember it because she was nervous for a while? ”

"I ......" Yan Wujiao was not sure how to answer, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

She subconsciously turned around, only to see Lin Fangzhou, who had taken off her makeup but was still wearing a costume, walking up several steps above the ground under the leadership of two maids.

Yan Wujiao's body couldn't help but tremble, staggered back two steps, and almost fell to the ground.

finally stabilized his body and stood up, and suddenly Jiang Shu's voice was not salty or light, as if he was muttering to himself: "The name of this Boss Lin seems to be called 'Fangzhou'." ”

When the old lady on the throne heard this, her already gloomy face instantly became even more ugly, and when the three of them walked into the hall door, without waiting for Lin Fangzhou to speak, she waved her hand and ordered the two maids who had just brought Ye Xiyao and Yan Wujiao over: "Search-"

"Yes." The two agreed in unison, walked in front of Lin Fangzhou together, and searched him.

Soon, one of them took out a moon-white sweat towel from his sleeve and said to the old lady from afar: "Old lady, I found it." ”

After speaking, holding the sweat towel in both hands, he walked quickly to the old lady, bent down and handed it over.

The old lady raised her hand to take it, unfolded it, and looked in the direction of the lower right corner, only to see that as expected, the word "Fangzhou" was embroidered on both sides with a combination of disc needles and scattered needles, and the ligatures and sizes were extremely similar.

A trace of coldness suddenly flashed on her cloudy face, and she threw the sweat towel in her hand at her hard: "So far, what else do you have to say?!" ”