After lunch, Embroidery Lady sneakily pulled Qiao Duo'er into her own boudoir.
"Sister Duo'er, I want to ask you for a favor," Embroidery Lady said awkwardly.
Now she was almost trapped in Duo Meifang all day, and with all sorts of skincare products, her complexion had greatly improved.
That was a trouble too, like getting flushed at the slightest thing.
Qiao Duo'er was a bit surprised, she hadn't expected the normally straightforward Embroidery Lady to be so bashful.
Could this be what they call a young girl's spring feelings?
Qiao Duo'er teased, "Come on, tell me which family's young master has charmed our Embroidery Lady."
"Stop it!" Embroidery Lady stomped her foot.
He wasn't some young master but just a poor scholar!
Qiao Duo'er immediately stopped smiling, "I promise I won't laugh anymore, just tell me what you need help with."
"I… You must promise not to tell anyone," Embroidery Lady's voice grew even quieter.
