The two of them sat down in the main room, and Lin Xiaoyue couldn't wait to unwrap the silk package. When she saw the exquisitely crafted little clothes and tiger head shoes inside, she immediately felt reluctant to put them down. "Oh my, your hands are so skillful!"
Wen Wan said, "I learned it all at Hongwen Academy. Back in my hometown, no one taught me, and I had no understanding of embroidery, let alone different stitching patterns. The things I made were only suitable for country folks to wear and weren't presentable."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaoyue suddenly stared at Wen Wan without blinking.
Wen Wan felt uneasy under her gaze and touched her own face. "Do I have something dirty on my face?"
"Yes." Lin Xiaoyue nodded.
Wen Wan quickly stood up to look for a mirror.
Lin Xiaoyue pulled her back to sit down. "I haven't finished talking yet, why are you in such a hurry?"
