Zi Yue's words made her anxious at the prospect of ruining the garment, and she tensed up. Her lips pursed, and the tip of her nose began to bead with sweat from the exertion!
Xiao Xizi, standing by, couldn't bear to watch any longer and cautiously suggested, "Mistress, why don't you take a break? I'll go brew a pot of fine tea for you..."
It was the first time he'd seen his Mistress struggle like this. She was clearly an official's daughter, so how could she be so clumsy? Ai, but one couldn't blame the Mistress. Who wouldn't want to be deft and clever? With her mother passing away early and no one to teach her, the Mistress was truly pitiful...
After a while, Xia Ruqing finally managed to cut out the pattern for one sleeve. Straightening her already stiff back, Xia Ruqing couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her brow.
"Finally, it's done!"
With that, she immediately asked Xiao Xizi to brew tea and fetch some pastries.
