Legend of the Embroiderer

In the magnificent Golden Throne Hall, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was suffocating, as if even the air had solidified into a heavy block of lead.

Su Mengyao stood alone in the center of the hall, like a delicate flower in a storm, but her straight back showed her inner determination and strength.

She faced harsh accusations from all sides of the court, which came at her like a surging tide.

At this moment, what she held tightly in her hand was a key piece of evidence that could prove Li Zhao's innocence. This evidence was like a ray of light in the darkness, giving her endless courage and strength.

Su Mengyao's beautiful eyes sparkled with an unwavering light, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

She knew very well that this was the critical moment to unveil the truth, and it was also the only chance for her to completely clear herself of suspicion and give Li Zhaohe and herself justice.

All the high-ranking officials and nobles in the palace, who usually hid in the dark and manipulated the development of the situation, now gathered in front of the emperor's throne.

Their gazes intertwined, forming a dense net that was projected towards Su Mengyao, filled with strong threats and warnings.

One of the most powerful and arrogant ministers had a gloomy face and said coldly, "Hmph! Don't try to escape your guilt, little girl. You can't escape what happened today!"

Before he finished speaking, his followers around him echoed him. For a moment, the hall was filled with sneers and ridicule.

However, facing such strong pressure, Su Mengyao remained unmoved. She tilted her head slightly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a calm smile.

Then she took a deep breath, and methodically unfolded the evidence in her hand, beginning to show it to everyone one by one.

Relying on her profound knowledge and extraordinary wisdom from modern society, Su Mengyao skillfully connected the originally hidden and fragmented clues one by one.

Just like a puzzle, one seemingly unrelated piece after another gradually fits into a complete and clear picture, ultimately revealing the truth about the intricate and shocking rifts within the palace.

"The truth will eventually come out!" Su Mengyao's clear and firm voice echoed for a long time in the spacious and magnificent hall like a huge bell.

She straightened her back, her eyes blazing like torches, and exuded an incomparably powerful aura. Every word she uttered seemed to contain boundless strength and unwavering determination.

The evidence presented by Su Mengyao was conclusive and irrefutable, and her reasoning logic was so interconnected and seamless that everyone present was shocked and began to re-examine the complicated incident before them.

As Su Mengyao methodically unfolded her statement, the dignitaries who had been so high and mighty now turned pale as paper, with cold sweat dripping down their foreheads.

From time to time, a trace of unconcealable panic flashed in their eyes, and their hands trembled slightly unconsciously.

These guys who usually act tyrannically and think they can cover the sky with one hand never dreamed that the seemingly weak Su Mengyao could collect so much hard evidence that was unfavorable to them.

No one expected that she had such extraordinary talent that she could expose their carefully planned conspiracy so clearly in public.

His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting on the dragon throne, also had his brows furrowed at this time, and his eyes kept shifting between Su Mengyao and those panicked dignitaries.

At first, he was still skeptical about this incident, but as the evidence provided by Su Mengyao became more sufficient and detailed, the emperor's expression became more solemn and severe.

Gradually, he finally realized that the fierce struggle taking place deep in the palace was far more complicated and dangerous than he had previously imagined.

However, even though the truth has surfaced, the power struggle in the palace has not subsided or calmed down.

On the contrary, it is like a blazing flame, burning more and more vigorously, with the potential to spread across the prairie.

For a moment, the entire palace was shrouded in a tense and depressing atmosphere.

Su Mengyao, who was at the center of the storm, remained fearless despite the threats from all sides.

However, after this battle, the relationship between her and her good friend Li Zhao has quietly undergone some subtle changes because of this thrilling struggle...

At that luxurious and solemn palace banquet, the bright candlelight flickered, illuminating the faces of the guests, some flattering, some indifferent.

Su Mengyao was wearing a gorgeous palace dress and standing gracefully among the crowd, but she could clearly feel countless gazes like arrows shooting from all directions, piercing her.

Some of the eyes were filled with deep awe, as if she was a fairy high above, whom people dared not to blaspheme easily.

But other eyes showed naked hostility without concealing it, and the malice was as cold and deadly as the tongue of a poisonous snake.

Facing this complex and intertwined vision, Su Mengyao knew in her heart that the seemingly calm and peaceful situation before her was just an appearance. The truly cruel and fierce struggle had just begun and was far from over.

She turned her head slightly and said softly in a voice that only Li Zhao beside her could hear: "This struggle is far from over..."

Although she tried hard to remain calm, her voice couldn't help but tremble slightly when she spoke.

After all, the road ahead for them is full of thorns and obstacles, and if they are not careful, they may be doomed.

At this moment, Li Zhao tightly gripped the wine glass in his hand, and the wine in the glass rippled slightly because he exerted too much force.

He stared at Su Mengyao with a determined gaze and responded without hesitation: "We will fight side by side!"

These few simple words are like a weighty oath, each word is sonorous and powerful, and leaves a lasting impression.

In an instant, Su Mengyao felt a warm current gushing out from the depths of her heart, instantly spreading throughout her body, giving her endless courage and strength.

Just as they were talking animatedly, a figure approached Su Mengyao quietly and silently like a ghost.

The mysterious maid tiptoed to her side, then leaned over slightly, lowered her voice, and whispered something terrifying in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Su Mengyao, my lady, please be careful! As far as I know, someone is secretly plotting something to harm you!"

This sudden news was like a bolt from the blue, striking Su Mengyao's heart hard.

In an instant, she felt her heartbeat suddenly accelerate, and a chill surged up her spine and quickly spread throughout her body.

The originally relaxed and happy mood disappeared at this moment, replaced by fear and anxiety.

At this time, the palace seemed calm, but in fact, there were undercurrents.

Those invisible cracks are deepening and spreading as time goes by.

The relationship between Su Mengyao and Li Zhao has therefore been subjected to unprecedented shocks and challenges.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, they knew they had to be extremely alert and be extra cautious in everything they did.

Because a new conspiracy was like a thick dark cloud, silently gathering and rolling in the dark, and the two of them were right at the core of the storm.

If you are not careful, you may be dragged into it and there is no way out.