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Seeing that his goal was achieved, Ji Qiong covered his lips and chuckled, and continued, "I heard that Mrs. Mu is a master of embroidery. I also heard that Miss Mu has obtained all the true teachings. I still want to open my eyes. How could I know that this female worker is even worse than the maid in the palace? It can be seen that the rumors are rumors after all, and we cannot believe them all."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yunqing frowned slightly. Others only thought that she was dissatisfied with being ridiculed by Ji Qiong, but they didn't know that she was "worrying" about Ji Qiong.

In front of so many people, Rong Jin's craftsmanship was worthless. How could that little prince be willing to give up!

Alas...there are people who commit suicide every year, especially this year.

Perhaps seeing Mu Yunqing did not respond, Ji Qiong thought she was speechless, so she continued, "Didn't the Empress give her dogwood bag? According to my own eyes, the county lord should change it quickly, so as not to make people laugh, just think that our big beams are all so crude embroidery skills."

Ji Qiong's inadvertent words made the queen notice that Mu Yunqing did not wear the dogwood sacs she carefully prepared, so she rarely stood aside with Ji Qiong and said meaningfully: "I think Changle thinks that the dogwood sacs given by this palace are not as good as hers."

Mu Yunqing had no room for excuse when she was such a big hat. She lowered her eyelashes and made her helpless makeup and said softly: "I have reported to the Empress, the dogwood sac is a reward for the Empress. My daughter originally wanted to take it back and worship it, so she did not dare to wear it. I hope the Empress can understand it."

This is naturally false.

She didn't wear it because she smelled too much Yuexing grass in the sachet. If she drank chrysanthemum wine again, it would make her feel drunk. It would be okay to be in front of an acquaintance, but the failure of the etiquette in front of the palace would be punished.

The Queen is so relieved, that's the only thing she thinks.

She just took advantage of the fact that the moon grass was unconscious and threw it into the tea bowl. The smell of this thing would be reduced a lot when it was soaked in water, and it would be difficult for others to find out where she hid it. If the queen was forced to wear the dogwood sac, it would be fine.

Coming back to his senses, Mu Yunqing turned to Ji Qiong and said respectfully: "As for what Concubine Jing said, it is naturally reasonable. My daughter dare not disobey..."
Chapter completed!