Legend of the Embroiderer

In the quiet and peaceful study, Su Mengyao sat quietly at the desk, surrounded by tall bookshelves filled with various ancient books.

The faint candlelight flickered on the table, and the dim light illuminated her focused face, while her figure was stretched out on the wall behind her, as if blending into the darkness.

She lowered her head, concentrating on the mountain of ancient books in front of her. These ancient books were already quite old, with slightly yellowed pages, exuding a faint smell of antiquity.

She gently turned each page, carefully reading the densely written text, trying to piece together lost fragments of history from these ancient records.

At this moment, suddenly, a piece of text hidden between the lines that had never caught her attention before suddenly jumped into her sight.

In an instant, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated like a drumbeat, and her breathing became rapid.

What this passage describes is actually a historical event that has long been buried in the long river of time, and according to the description, this event is very likely to completely change the development trajectory of the entire Tang Dynasty!

Su Mengyao widened her eyes and stared at the text in disbelief, as if she wanted to see the truth hidden behind the paper.

She stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched the ancient words, feeling the traces left by time on them.

Her eyes flashed with shock and unspeakable astonishment, and she muttered to herself, "This...how could this be true?"

Her voice echoed in the empty study, with a barely perceptible tremor.

At this moment, her heart was like a surging sea, with huge waves rising.

Once this astonishing secret is confirmed, it will surely overturn people's long-held inherent understanding of the history of the Tang Dynasty.

Su Mengyao knew very well that what she was facing now was not just an ordinary academic discovery, but a major decision that affected the fate of countless people.

She couldn't help but fall into deep thought, repeatedly weighing the pros and cons.

If this secret were to be made public, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar, and the academic community and even the entire society might be turned upside down.

But if I bury it deep in my heart, would I be worthy of my original intention as a scholar to pursue the truth?

Su Mengyao felt unprecedentedly entangled and confused, and for a moment she didn't know how to make a decision.

The air in the study seemed to have condensed into a heavy lead block, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The tense atmosphere was like an invisible net, tightly enveloping everything in the house, leaving no place to escape.

Su Mengyao's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, like two crescent moons covered by dark clouds. Her beautiful eyes were flashing with complex and tangled light.

Deep down, a fierce battle is going on - reason and emotion, responsibility and fear are intertwined and contending with each other.

She knew very well that the secret hidden deep in her heart contained an extremely powerful force. This force was like a long-sleeping beast. Once it awakened, it could bring about earth-shaking changes, but it could also lead to a devastating disaster.

In the prosperous, magnificent yet turbulent Tang Dynasty court, the struggle for power never stopped for a moment.

Various forces competed secretly and fought openly and covertly, just like a surging undercurrent surging wildly under the palace walls.

And Su Mengyao, the woman who accidentally discovered the secret that could rewrite the course of history, became the target of many forces in the court overnight.

The secret she carries is like a rare and dazzling pearl, emitting an alluring luster that attracts countless greedy eyes and also arouses the murderous intentions hidden in the dark.

At this moment, Su Mengyao was walking hurriedly along the long corridors of the palace, and every step seemed so hurried and flustered.

Her originally intelligent and calm heart was now filled with deep worries.

Because she clearly understood that the secret in her hands not only concerned her personal life and death, honor and disgrace, but was more likely to shake the foundation on which the entire Tang Empire depended for its survival.

"I will never let those with ulterior motives succeed!" She swore secretly in her heart. Although the whisper was as light as a mosquito, the determination contained in it was as solid as a rock and unshakable.

In the magnificent palace with carved beams and painted rafters, the leader whose power is so great that it can shake the entire court - the minister with great power in both the government and the country, is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, always keeping a close eye on Su Mengyao's every move.

Greed and cunning flashed in his narrow and deep eyes from time to time, as if they could see through all disguises and see the essence of things.

The minister knew very well how valuable the secret that Su Mengyao possessed was, and he secretly made up his mind that no matter what the cost, he must take it for himself.

On a sunny morning, the morning court bell rang melodiously, breaking the tranquility of the palace.

The entire court, civil and military officials, dressed in gorgeous court robes, filed in and lined up neatly in the magnificent hall. They all looked solemn, as if they had a premonition that something important would happen in the court today.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion among the crowd. A tall and imposing minister strode out of the queue, walked to the front of the hall with his head held high, and then stood firmly on his feet.

Then, the minister took a deep breath and declared in a high and majestic voice: "These secrets belong to the Tang Dynasty!"

His voice was as loud as a huge bell, echoing in the empty palace and deafening.

Each word seemed to carry a tremendous amount of force, imbued with an unquestionable authority. For a moment, the entire hall fell silent, everyone stunned by this sudden scene.

Everyone looked sideways, but saw the minister standing there with his head held high and chest puffed out, like a towering mountain, his face filled with confidence, as if he had already mastered the secret.

At the same time, the struggle for power among various forces within the palace is becoming increasingly fierce.

In this war without gunpowder, everyone racks their brains and uses all means to gain more benefits and higher status.

Su Mengyao, who had been staying out of the matter, gradually discovered that she had been deeply involved in this extremely dangerous game without knowing when.

Now she is like a lonely and helpless boat, drifting on the vast and rough ocean.

She was surrounded by endless darkness and the unknown, and the strong winds and huge waves could swallow her up mercilessly at any time.

If she is not careful, she will fall into an abyss of no return. However, even in the face of such difficulties and dangers, Su Mengyao never thought of retreating or escaping.

On the contrary, she relied on her extraordinary intelligence and courage to maneuver carefully among the many complex forces, as if walking on thin ice.

In this treacherous world of the palace, every conversation is like a war without the smoke of gunpowder, full of temptations and mysteries; behind every seemingly casual action, there may be unfathomable intentions and conspiracies.

Su Mengyao needs to remain highly alert at all times, carefully distinguishing the truth from falsehood in the other party's words, so as to make the most appropriate response.

She also had to carefully plan each of her actions to ensure that she could successfully protect the crucial secret from being taken away by others while also ensuring her own safety. Because if there was any mistake, she would be plunged into an abyss of no return.