Wufu gently inserted the jade hairpin she had meticulously carved these past days into Madam Zhou's hair bun, which was devoid of any jewelry.
The sunlight was just right, and the rays fell on the hairpin, making it look even more emerald and translucent against the black strands of hair. It shone as if it were emitting its own light, dazzling and eye-catching.
Wufu took a step back to look and smiled with satisfaction.
Although the entire design and carving process was initially hampered by her unpracticed hand movements, which were rough and clumsy, she became more spirited as she immersed herself more into the work. It was as if the memories and techniques from her previous life had all come back, leading her to finally finish it. After repeatedly grinding and adjusting, the jade hairpin was completed.
