Seeing that Qin Wenjun was dressed plainly, the shopkeeper and others figured she was the type of customer who would just look but not buy, so they ignored her and focused on serving Meng Qi and the others.
Qin Wenjun's tense mood eased considerably.
She was afraid that the shopkeeper and the staff would surround her and talk to her nonstop, making Meng Qi and the others recognize her.
It's good that no one is paying attention to her.
She walked to the clothes rack and pretended to pick out a dress.
Tianci would occasionally lift his coat, wink at her, and have a great time playing by himself.
She was infected by the smile and a smile appeared on her face.
Meng Qi tried on several outfits, and her friends kept complimenting her. However, unlike before, Meng Qi didn't buy everything she liked at once.
Instead, they picked and chose, and only selected one set to pay for.
Qin Wenjun thought to herself, it seems that Meng Qi and Li returned home not being very wealthy.
The thought that the kidnapping of Tianci by the Marquis of Guangyang's heir might also have been her doing dispelled her psychological pressure regarding the upcoming revenge.
If we don't give Meng Qi something to do, who knows how many troubles she'll cause.
She secretly took out a button-shaped concealed weapon from her purse.
This was also given to her by the girl; it can only be used when she is close to the person.
After Meng Qi finished paying and walked out of the clothing store with the Meng sisters, she had Tianci step on her shoes, quickly followed, squeezed past Meng Qi, and left without looking back.
Meng Qi was caught off guard and bumped into, a sharp pain flashing through her arm.
Seeing that the other party had run away in the blink of an eye, his expression immediately changed.
"Everyone, quickly check if you've lost anything."
She shouted.
"There was a thief!"
Everyone was taken aback and hurriedly checked their clothes. They breathed a sigh of relief when they found that nothing was missing.
Meng Qi didn't lose anything, but she was still holding a grudge.
I cursed the whole way back.
When she woke up the next day, the maid came forward to help her wash and dress. When she saw her appearance, she almost dropped what she was holding.
"Miss, why have your eyes and skin turned yellow?"
It's turned yellow?
Did I get a tan from going shopping yesterday?
She looked in the mirror and was so shocked she almost fainted.
Is this...is this still her?
The whites of his eyes and his face were both pale yellow.
Upon further examination, the same was true for other parts of his body; his entire body had turned yellow.
It couldn't possibly have been exposed to the sun!
She hurriedly ordered her maid, "Quickly, find a doctor!"
A short while later, the maid returned with the old doctor.
After examining you, the doctor said in a deep voice, "You have hepatitis. Because of the severity of your symptoms, you have developed severe jaundice, which is why your whole body is yellow."
How long will it take to cure?
Meng Qi said impatiently.
In her current state, she dared not even leave the courtyard, let alone leave the mansion.
The old doctor shook his head: "We can only try our best to treat it, we can't cure it. Miss, you must follow the doctor's advice in the future, pay attention to your diet and rest, and especially avoid overexertion..."
After hearing that it was incurable, Meng Qi stopped listening to anything else.
She was perfectly fine yesterday, how could she suddenly have a terminal illness?
This doctor must be old and blind, and made a wrong diagnosis.
Before the doctor could prescribe any medicine, she had her maid take the person away and found another middle-aged doctor.
The doctor gave the same diagnosis.
Meng Qi was flustered and consulted several more doctors.
Without exception, they all said she had severe hepatitis.
She had no choice but to accept her fate and become a patient with many illnesses.
However, after taking dose after dose of medicine, not only did the jaundice on his face not subside at all, but it also caused problems with his kidneys, forcing him to take even more medicine.
Before long, she looked haggard.
Just staying conscious takes up most of her energy, let alone causing trouble for Qin Wenjun.
Qin Wenjun was very satisfied with this, and to thank her daughter, she embroidered the wedding dress even more enthusiastically.
She used all her skills, determined to embroider a unique double-sided embroidered wedding dress for her daughter.
Seeing that she worked during the day and stayed up late at night, as if she wanted to split herself in two, Xiao Qingyin advised, "Just embroider a few flowers, it's just something to wear for one day, there's no need to put in so much effort."
Qin Wenjun would grant her every wish, but she refused to agree to this.
"This is Her Majesty the Empress's wedding dress, how can we just throw something away like this? If the groom finds out, he'll think you're not taking the marriage seriously."
Xiao Qingyin shrugged.
If Yi Shuihan dared to have a problem with her over a wedding dress, she wouldn't want to get married.
However, Qin Wenjun certainly wouldn't understand, so she didn't bother arguing.
Let her embroider if she wants; clothes outlive people. She'll be nothing but dust in history by now, and this wedding dress will be on display in a museum.
Thinking of this, she reminded him, "Embroider your name or personal seal on the hem of your clothes."
"Oh, so you'll embroider the girl's name on it, right? Okay."
"It's not my name, it's yours."
Qin Wenjun's eyes widened.
"This is your wedding dress. Why is my name embroidered on it?"
Xiao Qingyin: "Of course, it's so that when future generations see this wedding dress, they will know who made it."
This would prevent scholars from spending years researching only to be able to assign the name "anonymous" or "unknown".
Qin Wenjun never expected that Xiao Qingyin would want to make her famous.
She was deeply moved.
But she still refused.
"I've never heard of any craftsman leaving his name on his work. If you like this wedding dress, I'll be very satisfied."
She thought it would be good to embroider the girl's name into the design.
Xiao Qingyin sighed for the future archaeologists and let her go.
Qin Wenjun tirelessly embroidered by lamplight every night, and watching the beautiful patterns gradually take shape under her hands, she felt sweeter than if she had eaten honey.
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