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Upon returning to the residence, Shen Qing found her thoughts drifting involuntarily to memories of her past life. A sense of alertness washed over her as she realized that she was about to face the most critical moment from her previous existence—the Empress's birthday celebration.
The capital was immersed in a vibrant atmosphere, adorned with colorful lanterns and decorations in anticipation of the Empress's birthday. Within the Chancellor's Residence, everyone was busy selecting appropriate gifts for the occasion.
Shen Qing was acutely aware of her precarious situation; Lin Yue would undoubtedly attempt to frame her at the banquet.
On the day of the celebration, Shen Qing donned a Moonlight Blue gown embroidered with delicate light blue cloud patterns. Her long hair was elegantly styled into an updo, secured with a simple yet exquisite jade hairpin. She exuded a fresh and graceful aura.
In her hands, she held a meticulously crafted embroidery titled "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix." This piece represented days of hard work, utilizing a long-lost stitching technique she had learned in the library during her previous life. Each bird's feather was distinct and lifelike, as if infused with vitality. The phoenix was embroidered so vividly that its auspicious aura seemed ready to spill from the fabric, shimmering brilliantly under the sunlight, showcasing its opulence and nobility.
Lin Yue also made a grand entrance, dressed in a striking red gown adorned with golden peonies. Her hair was adorned with ornate phoenix hairpins, and her makeup was bold, though her eyes betrayed a subtle malice.
Upon seeing Shen Qing enter with her embroidery, jealousy and resentment surged within Lin Yue as she plotted how to humiliate Shen Qing publicly.
After everyone had presented their embroidered gifts in turn, Lin Yue suddenly stepped forward and spoke sweetly.
"Your Majesty, I have heard that hand-stitched embroidery best reflects a woman's virtue and artistic talent. However, my sister has grown up in the countryside; she may have hardly touched a needle in her life. How could she possibly understand the art of embroidery? This piece might very well have been purchased elsewhere to fill in for her lack of skill—what an affront to Your Majesty!"
As soon as these words were spoken, an uproar erupted in the hall. All eyes turned toward Shen Qing, filled with doubt and curiosity.
Shen Qing couldn't help but smirk inwardly; she had anticipated that Lin Yue would find a way to make things difficult for her, yet she maintained a calm and composed demeanor.
She slightly bent her knees in a respectful gesture and said with measured confidence, “Sister, do not speak carelessly. Though I grew up in the countryside, I have always had a deep interest in embroidery. This piece was embroidered by my own hands, and there is not a hint of falsehood in it.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Yue's lips curled into a disdainful smile, showing no intention of letting the matter rest.
She stepped closer, eager to find a flaw to refute Shen Qing's claim. However, as she scrutinized the embroidery more closely, her expression gradually turned ashen.
“Hmph! You say you did this? Then I must ask what makes your stitching so unique. Perhaps you bribed the embroiderer to create this piece for you and are now trying to pass it off as your own work,” Lin Yue forced herself to sound calm.
Shen Qing looked steadfastly at Lin Yue and gently unfolded the embroidery in her hands. “Your Highness, please observe. The hallmark of this stitching lies in its fine and elastic stitches, which perfectly capture the lightness and texture of feathers. Especially in the wings of this phoenix, each feather has been meticulously crafted, as if they could dance with the wind at any moment. Such skill is beyond what an ordinary embroiderer could achieve.”
As Shen Qing explained, the onlookers began to examine the embroidery more closely. They could see that the phoenix's feathers indeed appeared lifelike, swaying gently as if caught in a breeze.
Lin Yue's expression grew increasingly grim. She had intended to frame Shen Qing with an unfounded accusation; after all, the Empress despised deceitful individuals. Yet unexpectedly, she had shot herself in the foot.
“This... how is this possible...”
Lin Yue's voice trembled.
At that moment, the atmosphere in the hall became delicate; some noble ladies who had previously held a favorable opinion of Lin Yue began to cast her strange glances.
Lin Yue felt an unprecedented anger rising within her, yet she found herself powerless to refute Shen Qing's words.
In the end, she could only force a smile and awkwardly say, "Sister's embroidery skills are truly extraordinary; it seems I have underestimated you."
Having said that, she hurriedly turned and disappeared into the crowd.
Shen Qing watched Lin Yue's flustered figure, a slight smirk playing on her lips.
"Sister, just wait; your troubles have only just begun."
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