No one will cry because of an irrelevant person.

At first, someone discussed Jixiang's death. A week later, he discussed what to eat at night and a young and handsome guard, but no one discussed Jixiang anymore.

Even if someone mentioned it, it was only six words: "Oh, that thief..."

These six words have become the epitaph of an innocent girl and the last memory she left in the hearts of the world.

A passerby in a hurry, who will I tell you about all the hard work?

"Yingluo!" Madam Zhang threw a piece of clothes on her head and hit Wei Yingluo in the face without any bias. "What's going on with this clothes? The needlework and color matching are all wrong. How did you do your job!"

Everyone stopped the needlework in their hands and looked at the scene in surprise.

Madam Zhang rarely gets such a big temper, especially for her favorite Wei Yingluo, what did she make her clothes?

"I'm sorry, nanny." Wei Yingluo's face was beaten red. She hurriedly held the clothes in her arms, looking afraid of being seen, and said dejectedly, "I'll change it right away..."

"What kind of satin is this? You can remove it and re-modify it? Yingluo, you really disappoint me!" Madam Zhang scolded her and then sighed, "We all know that you are going to Changchun Palace to report at the end of the month. This is your last job in the embroidery workshop..."

It's also the best job.

The embroidered girl who was originally responsible for the emperor's regular clothes was sick and could not get out of the work. She needed someone to help her finish the next work.

Most of the clothes have been made, only a dragon pattern left on the chest.

This job is easy and experienced. You can show off to others when you look back. I am a person who has made dragon robes for the emperor. Even if I get older in the future, I can still find a good place to use this qualification. Whether it is to be an embroiderer in the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau or teach the rich ladies to embroider, my value can be higher.

"Madam." Linglong said quietly, "Maybe because of Jixiang's matter, Yingluo was a little unhappy recently. She had a problem. Please don't bother with her. Otherwise... I'll leave this job to me."

"You?" Madam Zhang looked her up and down, "Are you okay? Embroidering dragons are no better than embroidering cats..."

A snickering sounded from all directions, and the fingers that were leaning under the sleeves suddenly tightened, and the pointed nails were pricked into the flesh.

"The regular clothes are not as hard as dragon robe and court robe. Besides, my embroidery has made great progress and I will definitely be competent." From the corner of my eyes, I glanced over Wei Yingluo, who was not thinking about it. Linglong's heart moved and suddenly said, "Why, let me compare with Yingluo?"

"Oh?" Wei Yingluo slowly turned her face. In just seven days, she had lost weight. Her cheeks, which were originally wearing some baby fat, have now become a melon-shaped face. At the moment, two green marks looked very haggard. She looked at Linglong and smiled faintly, "How do you want to compare?"

In the past, Linglong would not dare to make this suggestion.

But today is not as good as before. Look at what Wei Yingluo embroidered!

Perhaps Jixiang's death had a great blow to her that she embroidered the dragon into a snake, saying it was a snake, and even raised her. Judging from Linglong, it was clearly a twisted earthworm. Children who had just learned to embroidery were better than her. How could such a thing be sent to the emperor for wearing? It was really ridiculous.

How could Linglong let go of such a good opportunity to step on others and take the lead? He immediately said confidently: "Embroidery is good and bad, and we all rely on our ability. We embroider a set of regular clothes at the same time, and then let the nanny choose whoever does the best will choose who will offer it to the emperor. Do you dare?"

Wei Yingluo stared at her for a long time before yelling, saying, "Okay, this is something you asked for."

The two gazes touched in the air, like a confrontation between blades, sparks splashing, and murderous intention arose.

Linglong withdrew her gaze, looked down at the embroidery bandage in her hand, and said to herself, "Wait, I want to prove it to you, prove it to all of you. I can only embroider cats in my life, I can also embroider dragons!"

Linglong exhausted all her energy for this competition.

She gets up before dawn every day. When others are still sleeping in bed, she has already put on her clothes and walks towards the embroidery workshop. She has three meals a day. When others are chewing and swallowing slowly, she swallows the meal on the plate in a few bites, and even doesn't drink much water for a day, so as not to waste time.

"Linglong is really hardworking."

"But the problem is that Yingluo is even harder than her."

After a busy day, Linglong dragged her exhausted body back to the palace maids' office. But what she heard was like this. She was slightly stunned, then looked around and frowned and said, "Yingluo...has she not come back again?"

But I saw that there were copper basins in the palace maids’ office, and the palace maids either took water to wash their faces, or put their snow-white feet in the basin to wash their feet. Some of them were quick to move. After washing their faces and feet early, they were now lying happily on the bed chatting.

"You said Yingluo? I passed by the embroidery workshop before and saw that she was still working inside." A palace maid who was washing her feet replied to her.

"Ah, it's so late, she's still here." Another palace maid exclaimed.

"After all, it's a job in the Palace of Hearts." The palace maid before wiping her feet while curling her lips, "What we usually do is the spring clothes of the palace servants, which are as good as the clothes of the concubines. Have you ever touched the job in the Palace of Hearts? Those are the most experienced embroiderers who can take over. She is determined to win Linglong!"

The door opened with a clang, and the two of them looked at each other, and said, "Ah, Yingluo, you are back."

Wei Yingluo stood at the door holding a piece of clothing. The clothes were folded very neatly. No one could see what was embroidered on it. Linglong felt aroused in her heart and walked forward and said, "Yingluo, how are you embroidering? Take it to everyone."

While speaking, he reached out his hand without hesitation.

Wei Yingluo sideways and avoids her hands.

Linglong's movement froze and said with a grievance: "I won't steal yours, I'm just looking at you... are you so afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?" Wei Yingluo giggled, as if she had heard some huge joke. She smiled Linglong with a red face. She shook her head and glanced at her with sympathy and contempt, "You look down on yourself too much. Who doesn't know about the people in the embroidery workshop... You can only embroider cats."

whee.

I don't know who burst into laughter.

Linglong turned her head quickly, but saw a group of palace maids either lowered their heads to wash their feet or laying on the bed. Although everyone was not looking at her, she felt that every pair of eyes was secretly laughing at her.

I'm not! Linglong shouted in his heart: I can embroider dragons too! I'm not only embroidered cats for the rest of my life!

"Otherwise, take out your embroidery and show it to everyone... to me." A soft hand stretched in front of her, and Wei Yingluo smiled at her, "Look at whether you are embroidering a pair of longans or a pair of cat eyes."

"Wei Yingluo!" Linglong could no longer bear it and said word by word, "I warn you not to humiliate me again!"

"Am I wrong?" Wei Yingluo's attitude was even tougher than hers, and she sneered, ": To put the finishing touch, the dragon's eyes are the most important. The dragon's eyes pay attention to the possession of the spirit and shape. Can you - embroider it?"

If they didn't say anything, they would leave unhappily. After extinguishing the candle, they would sleep with their backs to each other.

However, Linglong couldn't sleep at all.

After tossing and turning for a while, she couldn't help but untied a blue cloth bag on the inside of the bed and took out the Chang's obedience who was about to be completed.

I took advantage of the moonlight and shook it open, but I didn’t know if it was because of Wei Yingluo’s previous words that became less and less right.

"How could this happen..." Linglong looked down at the dragon embroidered on her chest in the regular clothes, and her fingers holding the clothes tighter and tighter. "Why... are you so like a cat?"

A golden dragon has a pair of cat eyes.

The vivid pair of cat eyes are full of effort to please others, hoping that others can love it, worship it, and recognize its talents.

This is not a dragon, but a cat in her heart.

Linglong looked at the eyes in front of her without moving, and suddenly rubbed her clothes. The force was so strong that she seemed to rub something that she could not bear to see into pieces.

Her chest was slightly ups and downs for a moment, and she called out with some unstable breath: "Yingluo."

The room was silent, with only a long breath.

Linglong called out a few more times, and saw that no one was going back, she tiptoed out of the bed and walked to Wei Yingluo's bed.

In the dark night when he was unable to see his fingers, his cat-like eyes stared at Wei Yingluo on the bed.

Afterwards, a hand gently reached towards her regular clothes pressed under the pillow.

Take without asking, the thief acts.

This is not the first time Linglong is a thief. The first time she is stealing peacock feather line. The second time she is stealing regular servers. She is familiar with each other. Compared to the uneasiness she was at the first time, Linglong's heart is now only peaceful, even for granted.

It’s like taking back what should belong to you and taking back what should belong to you.

After buying the regular clothes, Linglong returned to her bed, then couldn't wait to unfold it, and couldn't help but yell, sarcastic.

"Jixiang, look, she didn't care much about you." Linglong smiled jealously and mockingly, "She made a lot of mistakes for your affairs a few days ago. Now she has the opportunity to stand out in front of noble people, and she has forgotten you completely and devoted herself to it."

If it weren't for being wholeheartedly, how could we embroider such a majestic golden dragon?

Like a stunning geese, as graceful as a dragon, especially a pair of dragon eyes, as if looking down from the clouds, overlooking all living beings,

Ordinary people and ordinary people should bow down and surrender under this gaze.

"This is the dragon's eye." Linglong murmured to himself, holding the clothes in her hand, "This is my dragon's eye..."

Sleepless overnight.

The next day, the palace maids in the palace maids got up one after another.

"Huh." A palace maid suddenly said, "Where is Linglong?"

There was no one on the delicate bed. The person next to him reached out and touched it. The bed was cold and there was no heat on the bed.

"Huh?" At the same time, outside the embroidery workshop, Madam Zhang looked at the person sitting on the steps in surprise, "Why did you come so early today?"

It was like I didn't sleep all night, sitting until dawn, my delicate clothes were covered with morning dew.

My body is cold, but my heart is hot.

"Madam." Linglong raised her face slightly red due to excitement and smiled, "My clothes have been embroidered."
Chapter completed!