The Crazed Embroiderer: She Embroidered Away Three Thousand Grievances

[Crazed, Self-serving Embroiderer VS Yandere Prince]

[Crazed beauty, transmigrating into different bodies]

After Shen Wanyue transmigrated, her embroidery needle could connect Yin and Yang. Those blood-stained embroidery pieces would crawl out with vengeful spirits at night. The unspeakable suffering of a mute widow, the medicinal herbs snatched from the plague-stricken woman covered in pustules, the sightless general whose military merits were stolen... She fulfilled the wishes of countless vengeful spirits, at the cost of her own lifespan.

In the bronze mirror, the lividity on her body had spread to her heart—She self-mocked: "Perhaps I deserve to die young." But a man spoke up, denying it: "No, I see your life is still very long." Shen Wanyue asked playfully: "How long can it be?" Xiao Zhaoming replied: "Three thousand years."

Shen Wanyue was pressed against the window, cold wind blowing against the back of her neck. In Xiao Zhaoming's eyes, her gaze, as it shifted, held a captivating allure: "I want Your Highness's eyes." A soft chuckle escaped his throat, his hot breath falling on Shen Wanyue's ear: "Take them then. Even if you gouge them out to make lanterns, what does it matter?"