Saying so.
The delicate needle in her hand has already been inserted into the acupuncture point of the man in black.
Seeing the disbelieving eyes of the man in black, Ye Shaohua takes back the delicate needle, "A woman dares to come out in the middle of the night, don't you want to know why? Because she's not afraid of a rogue like you. "
Saying that, she puts the delicate needle back on her clothes, pats her sleeves and leaves.
As for the two people standing not far from her, she doesn't even look at them.
The man in black standing on the stairs glances at Ye Shaohua, his handsome eyebrows slightly raise.
The guard beside him has already arrived in front of the man in black. Looking at the injury of the man in black, he knows where he's hurt. He takes off the mask on his face, "Master, the acupuncture point has been pierced. It's the ghost's worry in Jianghu. What should we do now?"
The man in black chuckles, "These years, their movements are getting bigger and bigger. Send him to the government."
Although he is smiling, there's not a trace of a smile on that ink-like face.
The guard nods, but then he remembers something, "That girl just now?"
He frowns. The master's coming to Jiangling is a secret, except for a few people. The girl who suddenly appeared just now is indeed an accident, and this skill.
The ghost's worry that he didn't catch up with was put down by a little girl?
No matter how the guard thinks, he feels that there's something wrong with this girl.
She appears again at this time.
However, the man in black waves his hand, not knowing what he's thinking, "Don't worry about her."
The master seems to have something in his words. The guard wants to say something, but looking at the master's indifferent face, he finally doesn't say anything. Grabbing the assassin in black, he takes a breath and crosses the place in a few steps.
After the guard leaves, the man in black doesn't leave. He just stares at the room where Ye Shaohua lives upstairs for a while.
Not knowing what he's thinking.
All of this, Ye Shaohua who is concentrating on embroidery naturally doesn't know.
She is now holding the light, taking a ball of embroidery thread, wanting to show off a handkerchief to practice.
In fact, embroidery is more or less similar to landscape painting.
Although Ye Shaohua doesn't know embroidery, she still learned painting, especially oil painting. She sketches in front of her head, all kinds of colors contrast well, showing a rough shape is not difficult.
The difficulty lay in the various matching stitches.
With the same color, the effect and color of embroidery produced by gold plate needle method and nail thread embroidery are completely different. Ye Shaohua still remembers that there is a kind of embroidery called Su embroidery in the original world. That kind of embroidery skill is called calling its god.
However, the real Su Xiu was too difficult for Ye Shaohua to recall.
Although she had a good memory, embroidery was a delicate job.
By the time he finished embroidering a butterfly, it was already quite late.
Ye Shaohua rubbed her sour eyes and put away the embroidery. She didn't want Ye Mu to see it. She was used to being proud. She always wanted to show Ye Mu when she made some achievements.
Her physical quality was indeed too poor, and it was not suitable for her to work hard. She still needed to find an opportunity to get some medicine to recuperate.
The next morning, ye Shaohua opened the door and went out with ye mu.
Before she left, she glanced at her neighbor without batting an eyelid.
He knew that the master and servant who had stayed here last night had already left.
"What are you looking at?" Ye Mu glanced at her.
Ye Shaohua reflexively covered her ears and vaguely said: "Nothing, mother, let's go find a place to stay."
Thinking of the trouble now, Ye Mu didn't pay any more attention to these.
It's most important to find a place to stay.
The mother and daughter were introduced and finally found a place to live in an alley. It was far less prosperous than Ye's house, even worse than Ye's servants' house. However, Ye Shaohua didn't dislike it at all.
Let Ye Mu see full of bitterness.
She sighed and went out to find work. Now they are no longer in Ye's house. They have to earn their own money to live.
Ye Mu would never let Ye Shaohua take care of these things. She just wanted Ye Shaohua to learn embroidery well.
She also thought that Ye Shaohua could meet Ye's house one day.
It was half a month later.
"I heard that Ye Qingqing went to Inspector Liu's place." When Ye Mu went out that day, she looked out of the house with some yearning. "I heard that many embroidery mothers in Jiangling have gone there. This time, Inspector Liu is going to find the best material for Concubine De. This is embroidery for the nobles in the palace. With Ye Qingqing's embroidery skills, she will definitely be selected. At that time, her reputation in Jiangling will be even higher. She is only fifteen years old, and she has such achievements. "
Saying that, Ye Mu sighed.
Looking at Ye Shaohua again, she was angry. But in the end, it was a piece of flesh that fell from her body. No matter how much she disliked it, it was still her own daughter. "All right, you embroider well. Niang will go to Aunt Wang to see what work she can do."
Ye Mu was about to leave when she suddenly saw the embroidery cloth in Ye Shaohua's hand. She squinted slightly. "This is … mermaid silk from the south?"
Ye Shaohua looked at Ye Mu calmly. "How could it be, Niang, are you mistaken? How can our family have the money to buy mermaid silk? "
"You're right," Ye Mu sighed. "Even if Ye's family only has one, Ye Qingqing can't bear to use it now."
This precious silk was left ten years ago when Ye's family still had some fame. Because it was too precious, Ye's family had never dared to use it. Ye Mu had only seen it from afar.
How could such precious silk appear in Ye Shaohua's hands now?
Ye Mu felt that she might have done too much work recently and her eyes were dazzled.
After she sighed and left, a woman in her twenties jumped down from the courtyard. "Miss."
"Well, send more clothes to Aunt Wang recently," Ye Shaohua put away the needle and threw the embroidery cloth in her hand to the woman. "Let her have more nourishment. Oh right, which famous storyteller is there? Let her go to Aunt Wang's house. It's best if my mother can't bear to come back every day."
When Ye Shaohua said this, she couldn't help but touch her ears. "If I let her come back and twist my ears all day long, do I still want to see people with these ears? Yu Xiao, look at my ears. Is one side big and the other small? "
Yu Xiao quickly glanced at Ye Shaohua. When she saw that white, flawless, and incomparably lazy face, she quickly lowered her head. "Miss, no."
If there was someone at this time, they could still see the corner of Yu Xiao's mouth twitching.
"Then you still have the face to see people. Let's go." Ye Shaohua waved her hand and let Yu Xiao carry the embroidery cloth to Inspector Liu's place.
She didn't expect to meet an acquaintance as soon as she arrived.
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