Qian Yixiu once again felt a surge of secret delight. This time, it was her stepmother who had suggested sending her own works to the North, which would give her the perfect excuse to go on a trip. Having been in Daqian for so many years, including her time as a ghost, which amounted to nearly a decade, the furthest she had been was Xizhou Mansion, not even setting foot beyond Ji'an Province.
Next year, once everything at Jinxiu Embroidery Workshop was settled, she would be able to broaden her horizons in Capital City.
Unaware of the little schemes in Qian Yixiu's mind, Cheng Yue smiled contently upon hearing her daughter's agreement to her request. In her view, as long as the embroidery made it to the North, Brother Jiang there would surely get to see it.
