"That also ... wasn't intentional, it was the slave girl who wanted to embroider a smudge for Mrs. Tai!" Qing Xin argued.

"Grandmother wants to embroider a smudge?" Wei Yuewu ignored this maiden and instead saw Mrs. Tai smiling and asked.

"Yes!" The dowager lady nodded impatiently with a cold face.

"What kind of smudging does Grandmother like? What kind of silk thread do you like to use?" Wei Yuewu said without panicking, her gaze falling on top of the smudge worn on the ...