The embroidery competition didn't leave much time for the young ladies. After all, the Queen Mother's birthday would be held in three months. In these short three months, there would be a selection of young ladies with qualified skills, and this young lady would embroider the Guanyin statue with the extremely precious Moonlight Golden Threads. The time was quite not much left.

Qingyu had been busy with family affairs during this period, so she had not received the news in the first timing. As a result, she had been delayed for a few days. Not to mention that Wang Yingxue and Song Yuanzhu would not let her prepare for the competition at ease. She did not know what trouble they would make. Therefore, in the remaining 20 days, she naturally had to cheer up.

Sure enough, Wang Yingxue also learned about the embroidery competition.

Wang Yingxue wanted her daughter to become a dragon and marry into a noble family. It would be great if her daughter could enter the palace. Then, she would be able to take advantage of the situation to show off in front of the noble madams. She would not let go of such an opportunity to let her daughter appear in front of the Empress and the Queen Mother!

However, in her previous life, Song Qingyu, Yuanzhu's silly sister, had devoted herself to do everything for Yuanzhu. Without this fool in this life, how would Song Yuanzhu show off herself?

The mother and daughter begged Qingyu with sisterhood. Qingyu pretended to be heartbroken and shed tears sadly every time. Qingyu also said that she didn't dare to monopolize this matter and had to ask her father for his opinion before she dared to be a gunman for her sister.

For several times, Wang Yingxue only finally got the true face of Qingyu, who pretended to be weak, and did not come to the door anymore. Qingyu didn't care about what they were up to and who they had hired to replace her.

She was confident that even the best embroidered maid invited by Madam Wang and Song Yuanzhu in the Dachu Country would not be able to defeat her in the competition.

Time passed quickly when Qingyu was doing her needlework. In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the embroidery competition.

Qingyu had dressed up carefully today. She was wearing a jade-green elegant skirt, and the corners of her eyes were slightly stained with lipstick, which made her eyes big and bright. Her face was pink and her lips were red. Her figure was beautiful, and her movements were graceful.

She got out of the carriage gracefully, not looking as nervous as the other noble ladies did.

Yes, the embroidery competition was very cautious this time. Three days before the competition, the palace sent imperial guards to all the manors involved to take away the embroidery in advance. Obviously, the Queen Mother and the Empress would judge in person. Maybe the Emperor would also have a look at it!

As a lady in the inner courtyard, it was an honor for any of them to show up in front of the Emperor.

Therefore, all the ladies who came to hear the results of the competition today looked serious. They were as nervous as those candidates who were waiting for the result of metropolitan examination.

Therefore, the confident look of Qingyu was particularly eye-catching.

That's right, the First Miss of the Song family had always been a nobody, and she was not proficient in embroidery. Maybe she was here to watch the fun today. On the other hand, her younger sister, Song Yuanzhu, was known for her exquisite embroidery.

Thinking of this, everyone shifted their attention from Qingyu to Song Yuanzhu, who followed closely behind.

Song Yuanzhu was wearing a bright red begonia dress with thin bamboo patterns embroidered on the edge and a gold head-ornament. She was as bright as a begonia. Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt that she was much more beautiful than Song Qingyu.

However, at this moment, under the sunlight, Qingyu looked more elegant and charming than ordinary people, but Song Yuanzhu looked much more vulgar. Song Yuanzhu gritted her teeth in hatred.