Chapter 1863
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As soon as she received the belt, Princess Royal lit a candle and began to earnestly work under the light.
The light was a bit dim, so she couldn't see the needle and thread clearly. She quickly said to Lian Qiao, "Lian Qiao, light another lamp."
"Yes, Princess." Lian Qiao quickly lit another lamp.
But it was still night time. Even if there were many lamps, it was not as bright as daytime. Lian Qiao couldn't help but say, "Princess, doing needlework at night is not good for your eyes. How about you rest for a bit and continue tomorrow?"
"No, the heir is still angry with me because of last time's drunken incident. If I can quickly finish this belt and give it to him, perhaps his anger will dissipate. "
After Princess Royal finished speaking, she clumsily began to embroider again.
She embroidered an elegant bamboo branch on the belt and decorated it with beautiful rubies and pearls. But her needlework was very poor, so she sewed and took apart the belt several times.
Even if she took it apart and re-embroidered it many times, the belt was still very ugly.
The bamboo branch's needlework was not neat and looked like a winding snake. The lines on both sides also looked crooked, like an earthworm.
Suddenly, her hand was pricked by a needle and a drop of blood immediately appeared on her hand. She cried out in pain, "Ah, it hurts!"
Lian Qiao hurriedly said, "Princess, are you injured again? Forget it, let this servant do it for you. In any case, no one else will know! "
"No need. I said that I will personally make a belt for the heir, so I must do it myself. I can't let you do it for me. Don't worry, I'm used to it. I'm fine. "Princess Royal said as she wiped the blood on her hand with a cloth and began to sew again.
She had only been sewing for a while, but her hand was already pierced three or four times. The pain made her fingers tremble and drop of blood appear on her hand.
When she saw the drops of blood, she immediately blamed herself, "Lian Qiao, why am I so stupid? I can't even make a belt? The belt I make is so ugly, do you think the heir will like it? "
"This heir won't like it!" At this time, Young Master Su's cold voice came from outside the door.
He had already walked in with Su Qing in a cold manner.
Seeing Young Master Su walk in, Princess Royal subconsciously hid her belt behind her back. She quickly got up. "You, why are you here?"
"Let me see what you're doing!" As Young Master Su spoke, he grabbed her hand and saw that she was holding a belt stained with blood.
Looking at her fingertips, there were a few small beads of blood on them. Other than the blood beads, they were all old holes.
Her originally fair fingers had been pierced into a hornet's nest, and blood was seeping out.
Looking at this scene, Young Master Su's eyes were filled with shock.
He suddenly grabbed the belt and threw it to the ground. "What are you doing? I said I don't need a belt. Why did you do it? "
"I, I just heard you say that you like belts made by other people. You said it was meaningful, so I made it." Princess Royal said in a panic.
Young Master Su said, "Don't think that this heir will like you just because you made a belt. I'm telling you, it's all in vain. No matter how many belts you make, I don't want them! "
As he spoke, Young Master Su said to Su Qing, "Su Qing, this heir doesn't want to see this belt again. Why aren't you taking it down and burning it?"
"What? You want to burn my belt? You can't! I spent a lot of effort to make it. It's almost done. You can't burn it! "Princess Royal said anxiously.
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