Long Yue looked at her husband in shock, his pupils slightly contracted, expression frozen, clearly equally stunned.
Previously, they left in a hurry, glimpsing only golden silk and silver threads before quickly wrapping up the bundle. Now, taking a closer look, they uncovered the big secret.
Imperial Embroidery Workshop... court...
"Husband, are you... are you alright?"
Long Yue worried that Li Qingmu might lose control, given the bundle’s supposed origins, he was of royal lineage. Such a drastic change in identity could cause soone to lose their composure.
Fortunately, her concern was unwarranted, for Li Qingmu returned to calm after the initial shock. He put away the bundle and said blandly, "Make another similar one later, and... burn this one!"
Most people wouldn’t recognize this embroidery technique, but what if soone knowledgeable did? It would bring trouble.
Before becoming strong enough, this piece is like a reverse scale—untouchable!
Long Yue gazed at her husband, biting her lip gently, her emotions tangled. How much had she underestimated him back then?
A person who remains unfazed even when the world crumbles—that’s him, indeed!
Such a big matter, he rely ntioned it and didn’t want to get involved...
"It’s not convenient for us to investigate now, besides, with that wooden hairpin, it’s enough for ."
Long Yue took a few deep breaths, calming her inner turmoil, and nodded, "I understand! I’ll keep that hairpin safe for you."
Hairpin and bundle, ordinary people would treasure a bundle with golden silk and silver thread, yet the more mundane the item, the more extraordinary it is.
Long Yue took out the hairpin for a look, finding nothing special even after tapping it, proving it to be solid with no chanisms inside.
Li Qingmu toyed with the wooden hairpin, joking, "It’s crudely made, clumsy work, obviously an effort of soone pampered trying to showcase their talent..."
Suddenly recalling sothing, his smile stiffened and he quickly put the hairpin back in the box, "Hide it away!"
"Okay!"
In the afternoon, Xiang Yin ca rushing in.
"Found it, found it, there really is sothing! And quite a few families!"
He hurriedly burst inside, sweeping off a heap of teacups and calligraphy from the table to lay out a piece of information.
Seeing the shattered porcelain, both Long Yue and Li Qingmu twitched at the mouth, yet thankfully, it was his things that were damaged, so they weren’t concerned.
"Look, there are three families in total; two encountered robbers while doing business, and one t mountain bandits during a leisure trip..."
In these tis, trade was tough, requiring travel over mountains and waters with the risk of encountering various dangers, as mountain bandits and thieves lurked everywhere ready to rob at any mont. If lucky, one would only lose money, but with lesser luck, face certain death.
These three families were unfortunate, pillaged and slaughtered by mountain bandits, their entire families wiped out, including an infant not even a month old.
"The Chen Family Rice Store, they dealt in grains, then the Liu Family Tea House, and another, the Jiangzhong Weaving, operated a fabric store and embroidery workshop. During a leisure trip, the entire family was slaughtered by mountain bandits, and their newborn son was kidnapped. The elder Madam at ho passed away upon hearing the news, leading to the Qin Family’s decline... So, what do you think?"
Xiang Yin finished his report, nervously glancing at Li Qingmu, worried whether he had been comprehensive, only to find the couple fixated on Jiangzhong Weaving.
"Jiangzhong Weaving, Qin Family? Could it be the family that created Qin Xiu?"
"Indeed!"
"I thought so, I haven’t seen Qin Xiu embroidery in a long ti, turns out the family t with tragedy..."
This is a rchant’s sorrow; despite the low status of rchants, their misfortunes only spark brief gossip before people return to their lives.
Long Yue, once a fine lady, had heard a little about Qin Xiu embroidery but never paid much attention, now it was rather awkward.
"Brother Xiang, about this Qin Family... please get us detailed information, along with so Qin Xiu pieces, if possible!"
Xiang Yin nodded, "That’s easy, the Qin Family was once friendly with ours, we know about their situation. It’s a pity, really, dying at the hands of mountain bandits!"
Xiang Yin’s lant surprised Long Yue, it seed they really found the right person this ti!
The Qin Family’s data was quickly brought over, along with several pieces of embroidery.
"This is Qin Xiu, a gift from the Qin Family patriarch to my father! How is it?"
"Not bad, the embroidery is delicate, and these threads are so fine, split into sixteen strands, isn’t it?"
Long Yue brushed the embroidered surface, exclaiming in awe. Xiang Yin praised, "Sister-in-law, you have a discerning eye, these threads indeed were divided four tis, controlling threads this fine is challenging... Hey, what are you doing?"
Xiang Yin was shocked speechless to see Long Yue take scissors to cut the embroidery apart after examining it. Qin Xiu’s technique was lost to ti, and without them, there would be no more; importantly, this was a cherished collection of his father’s...
You’re screwing with !
Xiang Yin felt like losing his mind, yet stood bewildered as Long Yue held onto the snipped ends with joy, "Husband, I think I can restore Qin Xiu!"
Li Qingmu’s eyes lit up, "Really?"
"Yes, by dismantling and examining its structure, I think I can! I’ll get to work!"
"Yue’er, don’t wear yourself out!"
Li Qingmu watched his little wife bounce off to sift through needles and threads, his gaze filled with doting indulgence, while Xiang Yin, standing aside, felt envious of their love, considering finding a wife himself!
At night, under scant stars, in the faint lamp light,
Long Yue sat by the window, a tapestry and threads spread before her, a skein of embroidery thread wrapped around her hand, splitting it into two strands with a fine needle.
Li Qingmu approached slowly, seeing his little wife’s busy figure and slightly furrowed brow, felt a pang in his heart, and embraced her.
"Yue’er, it’s late, take care not to exhaust yourself..."
He leaned softly against her shoulder, his voice gentle and magnetic, warm breath brushing her ear, making her heart itch.
Long Yue, absorbed in her work, felt her whole body break into a rash under this pesky man’s touch and glared at him, playfully scolding, "Go away, stop having those thoughts. If you don’t value your health now, only regret will be left in old age!"
"..."
Li Qingmu felt wronged, as he really had no such intent, only worried for his beloved wife. What was his dear wife thinking?
"My dear, it’s ti to rest..."
His voice, grievance-laden, seed full of sorrow.
"Well, soon, almost finished!" Long Yue, tangled in her thoughts and feeling stuck, softened her tone urgently, "You rest first, I’ll be done shortly."
"Alright, I’ll wait for you!"
Long Yue shivered a little, sensing the ambiguous tone, yet recalling his current recuperating state, guessed he wouldn’t act rashly—but who would have known...
This scoundrel!
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