Liu Qingyao's face turned green, she suddenly became weak, and fell down on the chair, her chest rising and falling with anger.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Hua Xiangrong, only regretting that he didn't take her seriously and didn't kill her before.

Hua Xiangrong picked up the remaining dozen feather arrows and threw them all into the eight pots over there.

Luliu on the side clapped her hands and cheered, and everyone jumped up and down: "Okay, okay, the princess is so amazing."

Hua Xiangrong turned her head and made a yes gesture to her.

After finishing, she turned around and walked towards Liu Qingyao, suppressing her arrogant smile and said, "Concubine Liu, I have already learned this hut throwing, how about we learn something else."

Liu Qingyao stroked her painful forehead and asked, "Then what else do you want to learn? Flower arranging? Painting? Or beauties? Or chess?"

Hua Xiangrong just wants to go back to sleep, arrange flowers by herself, paint, and play chess. She has no interest in being a female celebrity at all.

I really don’t know if these ladies are so boring? They have to come out with these things once a year.

Can you grow meat?

"Female...female celebrity." She said casually.

Aunt Zhao took the servants away from the pot throwing scene, and then brought some needles and threads, patterns, embroidery fabrics, embroidery frames and other things over.

Hua Xiangrong glanced at those things and felt her brain hurt and she was a little out of breath.

"As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. This female embroidery can't be learned in three or two days. Here, you can embroider this plum blossom like this."

"..." Hua Xiangrong took the embroidery sample and twitched the corner of her mouth.

Can she embroider it? This embroidery pattern is almost enough to embroider her.

Holding the embroidery thread and embroidery samples, Hua Xiangrong didn't even know how to thread a needle and thread. She couldn't start and looked at Luliu with a troubled face.

Luliu was also troubled. She was quite good at female workers, but in this situation, she didn't dare to teach her.

After all, Concubine Liu is the master assigned by the prince to the princess.

There were red silk threads, green silk threads, yellow silk threads, all colors, lying neatly in bundles in the basket.

Based on the color of the embroidery sample, she chose a piece of pink silk thread and began to thread the needle. It was not a difficult task, and it was easy to thread it into the nose of the needle.

Start placing needles on the embroidery fabric.

Liu Qingyao felt a lot happy when she looked at her layman appearance. Just now, she was very impressive when throwing the pot, but now she looked defeated. It was really funny.

Hua Xiangrong stabbed a few needles crookedly, and there was already a lot of sweat on her forehead and temples.

Luliu looked at the sun distressedly. It was already almost August, so it shouldn't be so hot anymore, right? The princess must be sweating because she was anxious.

"It's crooked, take it apart and start again." Liu Qingyao said casually, sitting under a green umbrella, eating fruit, without even looking at her embroidery.

"Oh." Hua Xiangrong glanced at Liu Qingyao who was gloating about his misfortune, lowered his eyes, and took out the few stitches that had just been dropped and replaced them.

"hiss!"

An accidental needle pricked his slender index finger, and a round, bright red drop of blood immediately appeared at the tip of his plain white index finger.

There was a dull pain in my fingertips.

The little maid Luliu hurried to the front of the mountain and held her down with an embroidered handkerchief: "Princess, are you okay?"

Hua Xiangrong pursed her lips and shook her head. She was not the delicate and delicate eldest daughter of the Yun family, so this small injury was insignificant to her.

Liu Qingyao's face showed a bit of lightness.

Lazy, he stretched out his hand, picked up a pear from the fruit plate, and took a bite.
Chapter completed!