Nan Yu spread out the fabric, its smooth touch incredibly soothing against the skin.
From memory, she cut the fabric to the appropriate size and then took out gold-threaded needles to start embroidering a pattern of violets on it.
Her hands were steady and fast. In just five hours, four lifelike violets seemed to take root at the corners of the fabric.
Nan Yu added a few more petals, as if a breeze had shaken the branches.
The overall effect was vivid, appearing simple yet exuding luxury.
She picked it up to inspect it carefully and, once sure there were no issues, gently folded it.
Finding a box, she placed it inside and added a sprig of violet.
Finally, she closed the box and stored it in the wardrobe.
"When Huo Juanyan returns, or later on, I'll hand it to Xia Xing, asking him to deliver this to Huo Juanyan."
Nan Yu moved around to stretch her body and prepared to go downstairs to find something to eat.
