Anyone who knew that she was originally a maid from the Duke's Mansion would be stunned for a moment.
Song Jinyin felt a little funny just thinking about Lian Xiang's surprised eyes.
But after she laughed, she recalled the former Duke's Mansion and the Pei Yanzhou she saw in the morning.
The lonely figure stood on the dilapidated bluestone path, a light in her eyes lit up because of her, and then extinguished because of her.
Song Jinyin seemed to have seen her former self in a trance.
A pair of bottomless eyes had extinguished countless lights because of his indifference.
Suddenly, dead leaves were picked up by the cold wind and floated past her eyes.
She suddenly curved her lips and smiled to herself.
Since it was all in the past, why should she think about the past everywhere and still recall the cautious self in Zhuya Courtyard from time to time.
"So what kind of extraordinary status do you really have?"
Lian Xiang's voice was full of surprise, completely awakening Song Jinyin who was distracted.
The curious girl wanted to sigh again, but she covered her lips and raised her hand to sign, "I'm lying to you. I'm just an ordinary citizen. Otherwise, could I be an embroiderer?"
"That's true. Although noble ladies also want to learn female beauty, they can't have what you have..."
After saying that, Lian Xiang lowered her gaze to Song Ci's hand, and pursed her lips when she saw the criss-cross scars on her head.
She was also confused.
How could a noble lady in this world have such hands? They were incompatible with her good looks.
It felt rough to hold, and looked hideous after looking at it for a long time. Every scar revealed her hard work.
She actually felt that Song Ci's status was unusual. Thinking about it, this girl must have suffered a lot.
"Well, let's not mention that. Speaking of which, there is a distinguished person coming to visit. This time the reputation of the embroidery studio should be preserved, which is considered lucky. Otherwise, just this time, other embroidery shops will step on us and take the opportunity to make it difficult for us. Turn over.”
"Um."
Song Jinyin looked at Lianxiang and nodded, but she was not as happy as she was. "But if the embroidery workshop is to remain stable in the future, I'm afraid we can't just focus on Luo City."
"What's the meaning?"
Lianxiang looked at her and heard her speak much more eloquently than before. She couldn't help but become curious about the medicine in her waist.
But more than these, she wanted to hear the meaning of Song Ci's words.
"None of the embroidery masters want to go out and expand the embroidery workshop, but how can our embroidery workshop have so much money to open a second one elsewhere."
"It doesn't necessarily mean opening a shop directly."
Song Jinyin took out her embroidered handkerchief. Next to the lotus on it was a fish jumping out of the lake, holding a lotus leaf in its mouth, looking at it so lifelike, she was quite happy.
"I see that there are many embroidered handkerchiefs like this in shops outside. The stitching is smooth and smooth, the color is bright and lustrous, and it has its own characteristics. If it can be exchanged for the caravans from outside, maybe it will have more opportunities."
"Just this small embroidered handkerchief?"
Lianxiang didn't believe it.
But I have to say that there are many amazing embroiderers in their embroidery workshop. Their needles and threads are like pen and ink, and they can create a vivid painting by waving their hands.
"Don't underestimate this embroidered handkerchief. Besides, there are so many exquisite and detailed embroidered pictures in front of it, with the unique style of the south. Don't underestimate it."
Lianxiang fell into deep thought because of her words.
In the past, she took matters related to caravans as a matter of course for wealthy people.
But now that I think about it, if the things in the embroidery workshop are really attractive to people, and they follow those caravans, the name of Jinyu Embroidery Workshop may really be sent outside, and even to places they never thought of. .
Song Jinyin saw that Lianxiang was thinking about it, so she didn't speak again.
Thoughts are thoughts, no one knows whether it can be done.
She raised her hands and tightened the cloak outside. She moved her lips slightly and suddenly remembered that the pain in her mouth seemed to have subsided a little.
Even if she didn't speak so carefully and slowly, her tongue would move casually, and the pain she felt was something she could bear.
In awe, Song Jinyin couldn't help but think of Li Wanqing.
I also thought of her slightly different face when we first met yesterday.
...
After thinking about it for a day, Song Jinyin saw Li Wanqing waiting for her outside the embroidery workshop at sunset.
At that time, two embroidered palms stopped her.
His eyes were a little moist, but the sadness between his brows was gone.
The two of them were about to thank her, but they saw the little girl quickly turned aside, holding her belly with one hand, and shaking her head with the other.
"I'm not familiar with that person, so it's not me who should thank Xiuzhang."
Before Xiuzhang had finished speaking, Song Jinyin quickly distanced herself from the relationship, then said goodbye and left, clearly stating that she did not want to take credit for her work.
Although the two Xiuzhangs were puzzled, they breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at each other.
Especially Wu Xiuzhang, thinking of his nephew who stuttered when mentioning Song Ci, he subconsciously wanted to get close to the little girl.
It’s just that it’s hard to mention these things now, because I’m afraid that people will be scared away as soon as I open my mouth.
When Song Jinyin left, she didn't see the deep meaning in Wu Xiuzhang's eyes. She walked towards Li Wanqing, completely ignoring the Xuanwei and the carriage outside.
Cang Lin has been in Zhuyayuan for many years, and he knows that once this girl gets stubborn, no one can stop her, but he has no way to retreat.
He could only take one step forward, and he and the carriage followed one step behind.
"Sister Wanqing's medicine is really powerful. I tried it during the day and it doesn't hurt much at all."
"Use it once and it will last a whole day."
When Li Wanqing saw someone following behind her, her behavior was obviously not as bold as yesterday, and her voice was much softer.
"If sister has nothing to do, you might as well go back with me. I'll make some food for you, which I learned after coming to Luo City."
"But there's chicken stew?"
"... On the day of the New Year's Eve, if sister Wanqing is still in Luo City, I will make it for her."
Song Jinyin blinked her black eyes, then stopped after saying something.
In two days, the embroidery workshop should be able to rest for a while, and she can have some leisure time.
Especially when she remembered that this year was the first year that she had no errands and lived alone, Song Jinyin's expectations outweighed her disappointment.
The expectation is naturally because she has gained some freedom and also because she has a child in her belly.
And the loss was probably another year. She would still remember Mrs. Liu, and she still wouldn't be able to visit her father.
"I'm still in Luo City, but I don't know if I can go to your hospital that day..."
"What did sister say?"
There was a soft whisper in her ears. Song Jinyin couldn't hear it clearly and only tilted her head to look at her.
"It's nothing. Let's talk about it on that day. I will eat whatever you do today."
Li Wanqing did not mention it a second time. Thinking of the people following him and the small courtyard, she finally shut up on these words.
Even she, a person in the world, knew that it was a good time for courtiers to interact with each other, but the eldest son of the Pei family didn't even stay in Kyoto, and only came to Luo City to guard it.
No matter what conflict the two of them were having at the moment, with that person's temperament, he was not willing to leave Song Jinyin alone in that lonely and deserted courtyard.
Just thinking about it makes me a little sad.
If we had known this, why would we have forced people to the point where they would not look back.
There was still some distance to go back to the embroidery workshop, but when Song Jinyin listened to Li Wanqing talk about things in the world, the journey became much shorter without realizing it.
In a blink of an eye, he saw the familiar trail ahead.
But on the trail at this moment, Sister Sun, whom she hadn't seen for a few days, was standing with her back turned, listening to the woman next to her asking.
"Let me tell you, that guy in the morning looked unusual. He was indeed your husband-in-law's boss! He is standing there today. At first, he scared me and my boss. We were thinking about it. Where can such a noble person come from!"
"Yes, Auntie, my boss is going away on business today, and his boss stopped by and came to pick him up."
Song Jinyin happened to reach the entrance.
When she heard this at first, she didn't take it to heart. She just saw a flash of embarrassment in Mrs. Sun's eyes when she saw her. Song Jinyin frowned slightly, always feeling that something was not right.
"That's a really noble man!"
The woman was so excited that Song Jinyin saw the spittle flying out of her.
"I thought he looked familiar at first glance, and then I thought that Xu Shiji had confused your residence, and that's how I ended up at Miss Song Ci's place..."
"I'm probably looking for the wrong thing. Look, I've been talking here for so long and I forgot that there's still water boiling on the stove!"
Madam Sun interrupted the woman's words, and Li Wanqing next to her subconsciously narrowed her eyes.
The next moment, she noticed that the man who had just been following behind him flashed at the entrance of the alley, then disappeared.
The scene looked a bit weird now, and Li Wanqing suddenly thought of the eldest son of the Pei family, and her heart skipped a beat.
The noble person the woman was talking about was probably the prince in the courtyard. Otherwise, the woman would not have reacted like this, and the person who had just followed him would not have disappeared so quickly.
But if this was known to Song Jinyin, I don't know if the Pei family eldest son would think that she had leaked the information, or would be angry with her.
It's a bit dangerous no matter how you think about it, and it's not very cost-effective.
Thinking of this, Li Wanqing hurriedly pulled Song Jinyin's arm.
"Let's hurry up, or we won't be able to eat until dark."
"good."
Song Jinyin nodded in agreement, and then smiled at Madam Sun.
There was just a momentary pause when the steps passed through the small courtyard next door.
Pei Yanzhou's figure flashed through her mind, and an idea seemed to pop up in her mind, but before she could catch it, she was interrupted by Mrs. Sun who suddenly spoke up.
"Not to mention, the business of the blacksmith shop in Luocheng is pretty good, and the government is also helping. His boss wants to open a shop in our place, but I don't know if it is possible."
"No wonder!"
The woman waved her hand and said suddenly: "I wonder how could such a noble person be interested in our little place!"
