After passing through the book, the cannon fodder female supporting role was favored by the general&

Now Ye Yunyan hangs out with the merchants outside the palace all year round. Ye Qinghuan and Ye Qingzong were also sent out to lead the troops. This time Shui Yan asked them to come back for her birthday, but none of them came back.

Ye Shuiyan is the only sister left by her side, so she must treat her well.

After thinking about it like this, Ye Yifeng softened his expression, and even gave Ye Shuiyan the treasures recently sent by the merchants, letting her sew them on her clothes or make them into jewelry.

Seeing this, Ye Shuiyan was so happy that she didn't even eat, so she went to give orders and asked the injured Qiaoyi to sew clothes for her.

Qiaoyi bit her lip and suddenly remembered a story she heard while chatting with Ye Ning'an. She said, "Princess, I will sew well for you."

"That's pretty much it." Ye Shuiyan thought she had given in after hearing this, but he was not in the mood to say anything more to her and happily left the fabrics and treasures behind.

I still have a lot of things to prepare.

Qiao Yi stayed up all night to embroider for her. People around him didn't know much about it, especially the old man Qiao Men. He even worked on it intermittently, but then he heard Qiao Yi say what kind of flowers he was going to sew. , thinking of the night when I listened to my master telling stories.

With tears in their eyes, they nodded and joined the sewing team.

As time goes by, the black flowers on the skirt gradually take shape, looking noble and mysterious.

Ye Shuiyan came to see it a few times and was quite satisfied with the prototype. "I want this latest flower pattern. If I don't teach you a lesson, you will fool me. But why is this flower black?"

"There is also a matching color with purple. Black is the most noble and purple is the most mysterious."

Qiaoyi said with a faint smile: "This flower, after much thought, is the most suitable for you, the eldest princess."

Ye Shuiyan nodded with satisfaction when she heard this. Before leaving, she even praised Qiao Yi, but Qiao Yi smiled and didn't care about anything else. He lowered his head and embroidered the flowers in his hands carefully.

The black mandala represents death and darkness, while the purple mandala represents terror and strangeness.

What could be more suitable for this brainless eldest princess than this?

Qiaoyi looked at the flowers that were gradually taking shape under her hands, and recalled the scene that day when she was surrounded by her master and listened to the story. Tears shone in her eyes.

It feels like a long, long time has passed.

I was left here by my master for a long, long time.

The lights went out, and in the dimness, Qiaoyi let the others leave first, while she kept her position alone, embroidering stitch by stitch.

Qi Er came from outside, shaking off the wind and frost on the ground. Looking at Qiao Yi, he felt a little complicated in his heart.

He had heard everything that happened before.

When Qiaoyi saw Qier, his eyes lit up for a moment: "You are back. Have you delivered the gift to the master?"

"It has been handed over to them." Qi Er said softly.

"It's really good. I hope Master likes it." Qiaoyi said with a smile.

Under the flickering lights, Qi Er noticed the embroidered flowers in Qiao Yi's hand.

She happened to take a look at him and said, "This is embroidered for the eldest princess. The mandala and golden flowers are quite suitable for the eldest princess."

How could Qi Er forget that day? It was his master who was bored and told them about this rare object in the world.

The master said that there is a kind of flower called goldenrod, also known as datura. Although the whole plant is poisonous, the flower is quite beautiful.

The master himself drew the shape of the flower on the ground. Qiaoyi, who was still very young at the time, sighed: "This flower is really beautiful. It must have a beautiful meaning."

Ye Ning'an smiled and said to Qiaoyi: "This flower does have a flower language, but it is very complicated. Different colors have completely different blessings."

At that time, several people listened curiously. Upon seeing this, Ye Ning'an wrote the three words Mandala on a tree branch, and then wrote the three words Yangjinhua.

"If this flower is golden, it represents infinite happiness. If it is completely white, it represents purity or purification."

"But if it's black, it's a symbol of death and darkness. If it's purple, it's a symbol of weirdness and terror."

Ye Ning'an said softly: "The flower is still the same flower, but it has changed its color, and its meaning is completely different. The same is true for the mandala itself. Although it is full of poison, as long as it is used properly, it can cure some serious diseases. good medicine.”

"We can't look at anything in one word, can we?"

Ye Ning'an's gentle look back then is still deeply imprinted in Qiao Yi's mind, and Qi Er certainly hasn't forgotten it either.

He was a little worried when he saw Qiaoyi's appearance: "Your black and purple mandala flower really suits the eldest princess, but you are not afraid of someone above the hall recognizing this. You will experience it later." What, haven’t you imagined?”

"I've thought about it, the worst case scenario is death!" Qiao Yi smiled: "It doesn't matter, it will come to that day."

Qi Er fell into an eerie silence.

Qiao Yi said: "Everything I have is given to me by the master. They all say that Qiao Sect has so many wonderful ideas and is the strong support of the other sects. But only those who really understand know that it is the master who supports it alone." Qiaomen, we just added a little more effort based on her inspiration."

Qiaoyi looked at Qier and said: "Master asked us to follow the emperor because he wants Qimen to stand in the sun and no longer be an organization in the dark. Master hopes that the people of Qimen can become marquises and prime ministers through their own efforts. Change your destiny. I understand, I understand everything."

"But what the master doesn't understand is that without her, I will no longer be the master of the clever sect among the seven sects."

Qiaoyi said softly: "I am just the hands that realize the master's ideas. Without the brain, what use are these hands?"

"By entering this palace, we are probably going against the people the master wants us to be."

Qiaoyi looked at Qier: "Betting or not, the master hopes that our Qiaomen will become the main support of all the sects. I hope that what we create in our hands will be for the better development of the country, rather than in this palace gate. The princess tailors her clothes and makes those gorgeous costumes.”

"In the past, making a piece of clothing could provide merchants with a lot of silver. Now, making a set of clothes is just one piece of clothing."

Qi Er shook his head: "I won't bet with you, because I know that the master really has high hopes for your Qiao Sect and thinks that you are the cornerstone of each sect."

He patted Qiao Yi on the head: "Master has high hopes for each of us."

"Yes."

"So you have to cherish yourself better."

"No, I'm tired." Qiaoyi said a little tiredly. She cut off a piece of thread with a pair of scissors, put the piece of clothing down, and chuckled.

"I'm tired, Kiji."