The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

The embroidery workshop was always silent.

Li Xixiu had never done needlework before. This was her first time touching a needle. Xu Xiu Niang watched her concentrate on pricking her fingers countless times. Six out of her ten fingers were bandaged and the embroidery thread was intermittently stained red. Seeing her clumsy hands, she sighed and shook her head.

Xu Xiu Niang reminded her: "Hold the needle steadily, not quickly. Be careful."

Looking at Shanluo, Xu Xiuniang's frown relaxed a little. She was obviously careful with the needle. Although her movements were slow and she often had to remove the stitches and start over, her patience and fine stitches meant that she would be able to embroider well in due course.

An hour passed...

Li Xixiao had finished embroidering early. She stretched out her arms to drive away sleepiness, looked at the passers-by in the distance, and felt extremely bored.

She leaned forward and saw a young lady in front of her, who was embroidering a complicated pattern of a Buddha statue. The threads alone were of various colors, piling up like a small mountain. How could this be compared to the bird in her hand? It was simply too strong to be any stronger.

The young lady turned to look at Li Xiying, smiled slightly, and made gestures, but she couldn't understand anything at all.

When she was confused, Xu Xiu Niang answered: "She said she wanted to see yours, too."

"Look at me?" Li Xiying then realized that the young lady was actually a mute.

Li Xiying showed her the embroidery pattern generously. She smiled, covered her mouth with her hands, and waved her hands as if gesturing to comfort her.

I didn't expect that this embroidery workshop also accepted deaf and mute people, and I couldn't help but like it even more.

Soon, it fell into deathly silence again.

"Have you finished the embroidery?" Xu Xiu Niang looked at Li Xi's bored look, but took the lead to approach Shan Luo who was closest to her and looked down at her embroidery. "The initial shape of the bird is good, but the thread pinching technique needs to be improved. The force should be evenly distributed so that the lines on the embroidery cloth will be flat and not flanging.

Shanluo was serious about his work, and after hearing this, he pinched the needle with even force.

When Li Xixi came to this, Xu Xiu Niang shook her head and sighed, saying succinctly: "The stitching of your purse is not fine enough. The bird is not a bird at all, it just looks like a crooked tree stump."

"Young lady?..." Xu Xiuniang waved one hand in front of her.

She came back to her senses slowly, "No, no, if I continue embroidering I will fall asleep, I'm going to go out for some fresh air."

How could she stand such silence? She had been carefree in the palace when she was young, and she played music, chess, calligraphy and painting out of interest. After leaving the palace and starting her own business, she knew nothing about needlework. She could paint but not embroider. If she were asked to paint, she could only draw the spirit of a bird. However, a needle is a thin and pointed thing. If you pinch it tightly, it will bend, and if you squeeze it loose, it will fall off. It is too difficult!

"Shanluo, what about you?" Li Xiying turned her head and looked at the purse in Shanluo's hand. The bird pattern on it was small and cute. Although it was slightly different from the one embroidered by Xu Xiu Niang, it was much better than the one in her own hand.

Shan Luo looked at the unfinished embroidery in front of her and shook her head, "No, I'd better finish it."

Li Xiwei stood up and made an agreement with Shanluo that they would meet and go back before the hour of You. If they could do it well, they could come again tomorrow.

When the boss lady saw Li Xiying was about to leave, she said, "So that lady will stay to do the work, are you leaving?"

Li Xi was in the silent embroidery workshop, listening to the noisy voices outside, and felt a sharp contrast. She approached the door and finally felt relieved from her sleepiness. She said to herself, "It's true that my embroidery is not very good, but Shan Niang is better than me..."

The proprietress glanced at the purse in her hand and couldn't help laughing. This was not bad at all. She had never seen anyone worse than her. "Everyone has his or her own specialty. I believe that you will be able to find a job to make a living in the future."

Li Xiying smiled.

"Then we will go back before sunset. If the lady inside is interested, she can come back tomorrow." After saying that, the proprietress nodded.

Li Xiying added: "Madam, with her qualifications, how long do you think it will take her to earn enough money to support herself?" She suddenly felt that she was speaking like a trafficker and couldn't help laughing at herself.

"She is patient and deft. It will take her a week at the fastest and half a month at the slowest to master it."

"Boss, you don't know. She is alone and has no one to rely on. If she really wants to be an embroiderer, she will definitely work hard. But if so, can you consider providing her with food and accommodation?"

"This... providing food and lodging is fine, but it also has to be linked to the work. If she can get started in half a month, I will temporarily pay for her support during the half month, but the money will be deducted from her wages in the future."

Li Xiying smiled happily, "Okay, thank you, Madam Boss."

The lady boss smiled back, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes, "We are all women, we will help if we can."

Li Xiqi was convinced upon hearing this, bowed and left.

The proprietress then saw a customer coming and nodded and walked away to greet the customer.

After leaving the embroidery workshop, Li Xiying thought that the previous two times she had seen the little beggar were on the street not far from the prime minister's residence. Now that she was wearing men's clothes, she could act unscrupulously without fear of being recognized. It might be a good idea to try her luck.

They walked all the way around the entire neighborhood, and it was already three quarters past three in the afternoon, but they still hadn't seen the brat.

"Biluo, freshly baked and delicious~ There are lamb biluo, crab roe biluo, cherry biluo..."

I was passing by a Biluo stall on the street. The hawking sound was so loud that I was afraid that compared with the aroma of Biluo, the sound was heard before others.

The aroma of Biro gradually spread in the air, making passers-by swallow their saliva.

"Give me one of each kind of filling"...

"I want five cherry biro"...

Seeing passers-by rushing to buy a few to try, the cicadas and crickets were suddenly buzzing with excitement. She had to give up, holding the ugly empty purse in her hand.

When I return to the villa next time, I will definitely ask grandma to cook for her. Woohoo... When did even the princess become so poor?

Suddenly, she saw a dirty hand secretly taking away four or five of the fruits while there were many people around. Seeing that he was very fast and was about to steal another one, she shouted, "He's stealing Biro! Catch that little thief!"

Unexpectedly, he ran away holding Biluo. Li Xiying was so angry when he saw his back. It was that little beggar!

The boss of the Bi Luo shop was about to chase after him, but there were too many customers to greet them all, so he could only stamp his feet secretly.

Li Xixiao chased after him, and a biluo fell off his body. He made up his mind and turned back to run, picked it up and ran away.

Just when they were about to catch him, he ran into a half-collapsed house with broken walls.

She followed him in without thinking, only to see him carrying Bi Luo to the old bed in the room, where there was actually a person lying. The little beggar tucked Bi Luo into the quilt, turned around to cover him with his body, and looked up at Li Xiying with innocent and vigilant eyes.

A little black face, with eyes wide open and blinking, as if she had done something wrong.

The person on the bed moved slightly, and after a long while, an old and aged voice came out: "Child, who is here?"

The little beggar knelt down and kowtowed to her, "Sister, please be kind. My grandmother and I haven't eaten for several days. Please let us go."

Only then did Li Xixiao see clearly the person on the bed. He was an old man with dishevelled hair and a skinny face.

The old man seemed to understand something, and said slowly: "Don't blame me, young lady. I have not been in good health these two years. The child's parents have been dead for many years. There is nothing to eat, so I have to steal. In this world, everyone is in danger. How can we tolerate beggars on the street? They can only do this every day when they can't get a meal. The child is only six years old. If you want to blame someone, blame me. It's all my fault that this poor child has been implicated..."

An old man and a child were crying, and Yi Han's heart softened immediately when she saw them like this.