Legend of the Embroiderer

The name Su Mengyao, like a flower blooming in spring, quickly spread to every corner of the city and the countryside along with her exquisite and ingenious embroidery.

People couldn't let go of her embroidery and spread the stories about the woman behind it.

Her legendary experiences have touched the hearts of countless readers, making them immersed in them involuntarily, feeling as if they were there and experiencing everything she had experienced.

This not only makes readers deeply resonate with Su Mengyao, but also lays an important foreshadowing for the subsequent exciting and tortuous plot development.

One day, a grand diplomatic event was held in the palace.

Envoys from foreign countries gathered together to experience the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

As one of the representatives of Tang Dynasty embroidery art, Su Mengyao was naturally invited to participate in this event and displayed a series of works she carefully designed and produced.

When these beautiful and breathtaking designs were presented to the public, the entire palace was illuminated by the light they emitted.

The foreign envoys opened their eyes wide and their mouths opened wide, unable to believe that what they saw was actually made by human hands.

They couldn't help but utter heartfelt praises: "This kind of embroidery is truly a treasure of the Tang Dynasty!"

Their voices of praise were like a warm spring breeze, gently blowing through every corner of the palace.

This spring breeze did not bring joy to everyone, but instead stirred up waves in the hearts of some people.

Among the palace embroiderers, there was a woman named Zhao Wan'er. She had always believed that her embroidery skills were unmatched in the palace and that she was the undisputed number one embroiderer.

But now, seeing that Su Mengyao had stolen all the limelight with her superb skills and unique creativity, leaving her far behind, Lin Wan'er's heart suddenly ignited with a raging fire of jealousy.

She bit her lips tightly, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, staring hatefully at Su Mengyao who was receiving praise from everyone not far away, and said through gritted teeth:

"Humph, Su Mengyao, you're just lucky. How can you deserve such high praise? I don't think you deserve it at all!"

As the praises continued to rise like a tide, the jealousy and dissatisfaction in the hearts of other embroiderers in the palace also grew wildly like weeds.

Seeing Su Mengyao shine in front of everyone again and again with her superb embroidery skills, these embroiderers with ulterior motives finally couldn't suppress their inner restlessness.

She began to secretly plan a shocking conspiracy, attempting to bring Su Mengyao down in the next crucial embroidery competition.

On a dark and windy night, a group of embroiderers gathered stealthily in a secluded corner. They sat in a circle, all with gloomy faces, whispering to each other in low voices.

One of them gnashed his teeth and said, "We can't sit idly by any longer! We can't let Su Mengyao continue to be so arrogant and domineering and dominate!"

The others nodded in agreement, with vicious and resolute glints in their eyes, as if they had already witnessed Su Mengyao's tragic defeat in the competition.

At this time, Su Mengyao had no idea that such a storm against her was brewing deep in the palace.

She still stayed in the embroidery workshop with her whole heart, concentrating on fiddling with the embroidery that was about to be completed.

Her slender fingers flew up and down freely and flexibly, and every stitch and every thread reflected her deep love and persistence for the art of embroidery.

At this moment, Su Mengyao's personal maid rushed in. She looked at Su Mengyao with a panicked expression and asked anxiously:

"Sister Mengyao, don't you really know that those people are secretly plotting against you?"

Faced with the maid's worry, Su Mengyao just smiled gently, and that smile was as warm and gentle as the spring sun.

She raised her head, looked into the distance with a determined gaze, and said slowly:

"I know what they're thinking, but I believe that my embroidery is the only thing that truly represents me. As long as I create with my heart and use my soul to outline every detail, no matter how despicable the means they use, they will eventually be convinced by my work."

After saying that, she lowered her head again and continued to immerse herself in the embroidery world that belonged to her, as if the hustle and bustle of the outside world had nothing to do with her.

In the deep silence of the night, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the cold moonlight shines into the house through the carved window lattices.

Su Mengyao, dressed in a simple, elegant long dress, sat quietly in front of her embroidery frame. The faint candlelight flickered gently, illuminating her beautiful, focused face.

At this moment, her mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, surging like a tidal wave. She was filled with confusion and anxiety about the future, but more so with determination and resolve.

The open and covert struggles and intrigues in the palace were not the life she expected, but the reality did not allow her to retreat in the slightest.

Because she knew very well that once she embarked on this path, there would be no turning back.

"I don't want to be involved in court disputes, but I can't back down. I want my embroidery to become the pride of the Tang Dynasty!"

Su Mengyao murmured softly, and these words seemed to be a cry from the depths of her soul.

Her slender hands skillfully shuttled between the needle and thread, and every stitch and every thread was poured with her endless effort and emotion.

Her love for embroidery art has penetrated into her bones. This persistence makes her forget the hustle and bustle of the outside world and immerse herself in her own world.

As time went by, Su Mengyao's reputation spread quickly throughout Chang'an City like a spring breeze.

People are full of praise for her exquisite embroidery skills, and her works are regarded as rare treasures.

As her fame grew, she gradually realized that her every word and action no longer concerned only her personal honor and disgrace, but was closely tied to the fate of her family and even the entire country.

She knew very well that in this seemingly prosperous but actually treacherous palace, one could end up in an irretrievable situation if one was not careful.

Not only must she do her utmost to defend her hard-earned honor, but she must also remain vigilant at all times to protect the peace and stability of her family.

Faced with numerous unknown obstacles ahead, Su Mengyao told herself that she must not be afraid to retreat. Only by moving forward courageously can she be invincible in this cruel game of power.

At this moment, a breeze blew by, blowing out the candle on the table. Darkness instantly enveloped the entire room, but Su Mengyao did not panic.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let her mood slowly calm down.

Because she knew clearly that a bigger storm was brewing quietly in the undercurrent, and she had to be extremely alert and deal with all the upcoming challenges with a more cautious attitude...

The sunlight shines through the antique window lattices of the embroidery workshop and falls on Su Mengyao's pretty face.

She stood quietly in front of the window, her beautiful eyes gazing at the prosperous and bustling Chang'an City in the distance, her heart filled with all kinds of complex and inexplicable emotions surging like a tide.

At this moment, a steady and slightly vicissitudes of life voice came from behind: "Mengyao, your reputation has now far surpassed our small embroidery workshop and has even become the pride of the entire Tang Dynasty!"

The person who spoke was Su Mengyao's father, Su Tai. He slowly walked to his daughter's side, looking at her with a loving yet slightly worried look.

Su Mengyao nodded slightly and replied softly, "Father, I know all of this. However, with great fame comes great responsibility, which also means that I will face more unknown challenges and potential dangers in the future."

She raised her head, and her bright eyes were now shining with an extremely determined light.

"But don't worry, father. I will do my best. I will use my needle and thread to weave exquisite embroidery pieces. Not only will they bring glory to our family, but I will also take this opportunity to show the world the profoundness and exquisite craftsmanship of Tang Dynasty embroidery!"

At the same time, in the heavily guarded and magnificent palace, all kinds of discussions about Su Mengyao had already spread widely.

Those palace maids and noble ladies who were also good at embroidery, seeing Su Mengyao's fame rising so quickly, couldn't help but feel jealousy and deep hostility in their hearts.

"Hmph! What kind of luck does Su Mengyao have? She can be so successful in such a short time!" An embroiderer with a pretty face but a mean expression complained with gritted teeth.

Another noblewoman dressed in gorgeous clothes echoed with a gloomy face:

"Indeed, her rise was too sudden and too rapid! If we don't curb her, I'm afraid our status in the palace will be affected in the future."

Thus, a conspiracy against Su Mengyao is quietly brewing among this group of evil-minded people...

They began to deliberately spread rumors about Su Mengyao in the palace, trying to reduce her prestige and influence in the hearts of the people.

"Su Mengyao's embroidery is indeed exquisite, but what about her as a person..." A noble lady with gorgeous clothes and delicate makeup whispered softly to the person next to her in a low voice at a lively banquet.

Her seemingly casual words were actually filled with malice and elusive hints.

However, faced with this series of sinister and cunning conspiracies, Su Mengyao did not show any fear or retreat.

She knew very well that the situation was becoming increasingly difficult and dangerous, so she had to be extra cautious and use her intelligence to deal with the current dilemma.

Finally, at a grand palace banquet, Su Mengyao seized a perfect opportunity.

She ingeniously used her carefully crafted embroidery to vividly show everyone the broad-mindedness and open-mindedness of the Tang Empire.

What could have been a crisis that put her in an embarrassing situation was cleverly turned by her into a perfect stage to fully showcase her talents.

All that was heard was Su Mengyao's clear, pleasant, firm and powerful voice, echoing leisurely over the entire banquet hall like a yellow oriole singing out of a valley:

"Please see, the beauty of this embroidery is just like a person's character. I believe everyone here can feel the sincerity and beauty in my work."

As she spoke, she slowly raised the exquisitely crafted embroidery in her hand. The fine stitches and delicate patterns on it made people marvel at the profound meaning it contained.

This embroidery, which can be regarded as a rare work of art, successfully conquered the hearts of all the guests present. For a time, there was thunderous applause and endless praise. People expressed their sincere admiration and respect for Su Mengyao's superb skills and noble character.