Family affection? Is it important to have rights?

Qingping was sweeping the yard, so she saw the young lady returning and immediately approached her, "Young lady, would you like some tea?"

Mu Tangxi glanced at Qingping with a look of confusion on his face, "Why are you sweeping the yard?"

"I asked you to come from your mother, not to let you sweep the floor." Mu Tangxi said in a light voice.

She was too lazy to pretend to attach great importance to Qingping. She felt a little tired after attending the wedding banquet today. There were people everywhere she needed to greet, not to mention that the emperor was coming and everyone had to kneel.

But Qingping was indeed very excited. Did the young lady want to use her?

Isn't this better than doing rough work at the madam's place?!

Besides, there is only one young lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion. If the master and the mistress don't love her, who else will they love?

She will be very successful in the future!

"Come on, follow me into the house." Mu Tangxi said perfunctorily without any expression.

But Mu Tangxi was walking fast and Qingping was following behind the young lady, so she didn't notice anything unusual at all.

"Yes, Miss!" Qingping's voice was filled with joy, and her face was filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.

Inside the house, Dong Zhu had already heard the young lady coming back and was preparing tea and snacks.

I was not surprised to see the young lady and Qingping come in together. The young lady said that Qingping needed to be punished and it would not affect her status beside her.

Mu Tangxi sat on the chair, leaning lazily on the back. Only then did she feel like pretending to care about Qingping.

She asked lightly, "Do you know why I asked you to come from your mother?"

Qingping was stumped by the question. She was not as capable as Yuping and was not particularly good at anything, so she had no idea why the young lady wanted her here.

But the young lady just kept waiting for her answer in silence, her clear amber eyes looking straight at her.

Qingping bit her lip and tentatively guessed, "Is it because there are too few servants around the young lady?"

Mu Tangxi picked up the tea that Dongzhu handed over and scraped the tea leaves slowly, "That's not right."

The lady's tone rose slightly, as if she was acting coquettishly.

But Qingping became inexplicably nervous, and she held the handkerchief tightly in both hands.

After a while, Mu Tangxi took a sip of tea and said, "Because I want you to teach me needlework."

Qingping was bewildered when she heard this. Her needlework was not better than others, so why did the young lady choose her?

Mu Tangxi seemed to understand Qingping's inner thoughts. She smiled and said, "I chose you because, in my eyes, you stand out among the maids."

Of course it is very conspicuous. No matter how tightly the Qingping bag is wrapped, Mu Tangxi can recognize it.

Who can't recognize his enemy?

On the contrary, Mu Tangxi would not be able to recognize someone like Dong Zhu in her previous life who was sold off early and had no ill will towards her before.

Conspicuous? Dong Zhu looked at Qing Ping unkindly. Sure enough, she must have bullied or said bad things about the young lady in the past!

The only people the lady can remember are those who provoke her and those who are familiar to her.

Qingping opened her eyes wide in disbelief. The young lady thought she was conspicuous!

The joy in my heart surged like a wave, and ambition followed quietly.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss." Qingping quickly thanked the young lady.

Mu Tangxi waved her hand casually, and Dongzhu brought the needle and thread and a plain white handkerchief in a timely manner, which were what the young lady had asked her to prepare earlier.

"Come on Qingping, teach me." Mu Tangxi said casually.

But it was the young lady's casual words "teach me" that made Qingping's heart beat faster.

Trust her and rely on her lady.

A lady who is gentle to her servants.

It made the budding ambition in Qingping's heart grow a little bigger.

"Yes, Miss." Qingping replied with a slight tremor in her voice.

Mu Tangxi was indeed learning needlework seriously. In her previous life, no one taught her this. After all, everyone thought that she would never get married, so there was no need to teach her this.

As Qingping taught, she found that the young lady's hands were very steady and she had never pricked her hands. Her embroidery technique was also very decisive. Most beginners would be more hesitant, fearing that they would embroider in the wrong place.

but……

Qingping was a little confused. She had clearly told the young lady all the needle techniques, and the young lady could learn them after just one look. So why did the handkerchief she embroidered turn out like this?

Qingping did not question the young lady, but instead questioned herself. She was not a professional needlework teacher, and the young lady was very smart, so she must have insulted the young lady's talent!

Mu Tangxi looked at the ugly thing she had embroidered in her hands in amazement. She had clearly followed the steps Qingping had described, so why did it turn out so strangely?

Dong Zhu, who was standing beside her, had a subtle expression on his face. Even a beginner could embroider better than the young lady.

...It turns out it’s because Qingping doesn’t know how to teach!

Otherwise, how could the lady embroider like this? !

After Qingping left, she demonstrated to the young lady again how to do needlework!

Afterwards, Qingping taught the young lady a few more embroidery patterns, but the handkerchiefs she embroidered made Qingping doubt her life.

Qing Ping swallowed her saliva and said, "Miss, I'd better go back and improve my needlework skills. I will definitely teach you next time!"

Mu Tangxi stared at the handkerchief in her hand and nodded without comment.

After Qingping received the reply, he quickly took his leave and did not forget to close the door before leaving.

The only sound left in the room was shallow breathing. After a moment, Mu Tangxi suddenly asked in confusion: "Dongzhu, why did I embroider like this?"

Dong Zhu said confidently: "It must be Qing Ping's poor teaching, Miss, let me do it!"

Mu Tangxi tilted her head, but she felt that the problem was hers.

But Mu Tangxi didn't say it out loud, and asked Dongzhu to teach him once.

"Then Dongzhu, you come and teach me."

Dong Zhu demonstrated the steps carefully and provided additional explanations, letting the young lady try them step by step.

As a result, Dong Zhu silently looked at the embroidery made by the young lady. She was puzzled as to why it started out so well but ended up like this?

The thread color chosen was correct, and the lady’s embroidery technique was also correct.

So... why is the embroidery on this handkerchief so strange?

Mu Tangxi looked at the handkerchief in her hand and sighed softly, then said slowly, "I don't think I'm suitable for needlework."

Dong Zhu came back to her senses instantly after hearing what the young lady said. She shook her head firmly at the young lady and said in a firm tone: "This is not the young lady's problem. It's because I'm not good enough in my skills! This is what delayed the young lady. I'll study it again when I get back!"

But Dong Zhu thought to himself that it didn’t matter even if the young lady couldn’t learn it, because the young lady’s hands were not meant for needlework!

Mu Tangxi nodded indifferently. In fact, she didn't care much about her poor needlework skills. It didn't affect her future goals.