Ps, still cannot reply comments using my phone because replies will double :( This is very short and unedited translation.
Yun Qian Meng had nothing to do and her hands felt rather itchy, thus she allowed Mu Chun to prepare some brocade so that she could learn to embroider from Mi Momo. It was just that the embroidery needle refused to listen to her, after more than half a day, others would have completed a peony blossom while she had barely managed to finish a rather crooked four leaf clover, some of its parts were densely stitched together while other parts were had sparse stitchings, honestly it was rather ugly!
Her neck was starting to get sore and she lifted her head up, only to find that it was already dark, thus she allowed Mu Chun and the other servants to go back and rest. After that, she once again engaged in a battle with the embroidery needle.
“What is this? Why does it look so peculiar?” A black shadow suddenly blocked off the candle light in front of Yun Qian Meng’s eyes.
Hearing this, Yun Qian Meng lifted her head up only to find Chu Fei Yang in a black brocade robe, bending down to examine her embroidery with curiosity. She immediately felt extremely embarrassed, without even thinking, she adeptly covered the four leaf clover, refusing to let Chu Fei Yang see her terrible handiwork!
“Aiya…” She had forgotten that the embroidery needle still stuck out from the brocade and accidentally pricked her right index finger, the pain caused her to exhale and her delicate eyebrows pressed together slightly.
“So careless!” With regards to Yun Qian Meng’s rarely seen rashness, even though Chu Fei Yang’s used a reproachful tone, he still grabbed her right hand and looked at the thin pinkish finger’s drop of scarlet blood. Without much thought, he placed her finger into his mouth.
