Qing Dynasty Transmigration: After one transmigration, a top modern fashion designer unexpectedly becomes a poor little bride in the Yongzheng era of the Qing Dynasty? The family is penniless, cred...
He suddenly took out a letter from his sleeve and pushed it in front of her. "There is a job here. I wonder if Miss Lin would be interested?"
Lin Yun unfolded the letter; it was a private note from a concubine in the palace, requesting a "unique" hairpin. She wanted to outshine all the other beauties…
“This lady has extremely high standards; ordinary objects don’t catch her eye.” Xie Yu lightly shook his folding fan, his tone meaningful. “But if it’s Miss Lin’s design… perhaps it could win her favor.”
Lin Yun clutched the letter, her heart pounding slightly. This was an opportunity—if she could gain the favor of a noble person in the palace, Linglong Pavilion's reputation would soar, and her share of the profits would increase accordingly.
She looked up, a determined glint in her eyes: "I will submit the manuscript in ten days."
On the return journey in the carriage, Lin Yun closed her eyes to rest, but her mind was already beginning to conceive new designs.
The concubine loved peonies, but ordinary peony hairpins were too common; she wanted something more unique…
Suddenly, the carriage jolted, and Xiao Tao cried out in surprise. Lin Yun abruptly opened her eyes, lifted the curtain, and looked out—
Chen Yu stood blocking the road, his indigo robe fluttering in the wind, his eyes filled with malice.
"Miss Lin, how have you been?" He sneered, his gaze fixed on her face like a venomous snake.
"I heard you and Xie Yu are having a good working relationship?"
Lin Yun's expression changed; thankfully, she had brought guards with her today.
Two guards were driving the carriage. They had already gotten off and were now flanking Chen Yu on either side.
Chen Yu glanced at her and sneered, "I'm just here to say hello to Miss Lin. Don't reach for money you shouldn't earn, or you'll get burned."
Lin Yun regained her composure and slowly said, "These roads all lead to the capital. You take your main road, and I'll take mine. Young Master Chen, are you perhaps a servant of the Da Hai government? You're really meddling in other people's business."
Pfft~~ Passersby nearby burst out laughing when they heard this.