"Second Prince, are you really not afraid to drink here alone so late?" Miao Ke'er walked over to him and sat down.
"Heh." Mu Junhan sneered, "You're a girl, and you're not afraid, so why would I be?"
"After seeing many people, you'll realize that the scariest thing in this world isn't ghosts, but those with ulterior motives." Miao Ke'er poured herself a glass as well.
Listen to what she has to say.
Mu Junhan's gaze gradually focused on her.
He looked her up and down: "Which embroiderer are you?"
"Second Prince, you have a good memory." Miao Ke'er smiled self-deprecatingly. "I lost my mother at a young age, and my father remarried. Even though I did laundry, cooked, and chopped wood at home, he still thought I was a burden. When I was seven, my stepmother became pregnant, and my father sent me to Mingxiu Workshop to learn a trade." Miao Ke'er's eyes dimmed, and a trace of sadness crossed her lips. "When I first arrived at Mingxiu Workshop, I was young and clumsy, and I was always bullied. You, a prince, would never understand these things."
Mu Junhan scoffed: "A prince? So what if he's a prince? Actually, sometimes I really envy those who come from ordinary backgrounds."
If he weren't a prince.
At that moment, he would surely tear those who bullied his mother to pieces.
"Later I heard that if you embroidered sacrificial offerings for the Empress Dowager, you could get a generous reward. I was wondering at the time why no one wanted to earn money." Miao Ke'er shook her head with a smile: "It turns out that after embroidering sacrificial offerings for the Empress Dowager, you had to be buried alive with her."
Listening to what Miao Ke'er said.
Mu Junhan swayed his wine glass: "So... you regret it?"
"I wouldn't say I regret it, nor would I say I'm afraid. There's just a slight regret that I haven't met a man I truly love before my life is over..."
The two drank in the pavilion all night and talked non-stop.
Each of them recounted their own misfortunes.
I thought that after that night...
Then things will return to normal.
She became his embroiderer.
He continued to be her prince.
It just so happened on the night of the seventh day of the second lunar month.
Mu Junhan was sleeping.
A rustling sound came from inside the room.
The moment he opened his eyes, a snake lay beside his pillow, its crystalline eyes gleaming coldly as it flicked its tongue at him.
It wriggled its body rapidly.
Mu Junhan turned pale with fright and took a foot back.
Even so, the snake still bit my ankle.
It's just the beginning.
He didn't think so.
In just half an hour, Mu Junhan began to vomit, felt dizzy, and his whole body went numb. He eventually passed out.
When he woke up again.
There were many more sachets around his bed.
The imperial physician said that the sachets contained flower petals and tobacco.
Snakes are very sensitive to pungent smells, and with this tobacco, the venomous snakes will no longer approach him.
And those sachets were all made for him by Miao Ke'er.
After recovering from his serious illness, Mu Junhan went to the embroidery room to find Miao Ke'er to express his gratitude.
He even specially ordered someone to buy a pair of earrings in the capital city and give them to her as a return gift.
"Second Prince, there's no need to be so polite. These were just things I made casually. These earrings are really too precious for me to accept." Miao Ke'er took a step back.
"Ke'er, what's wrong with you? I've only been sick for a few days, why are you acting so distant with me?" Mu Junhan asked, puzzled, and took another step toward Miao Ke'er.
"Your Highness, please have some self-respect. I am merely a servant, and those sachets were simply my duty. Your Highness need not take them to heart."
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