Legend of the Embroiderer

Deep in the magnificent and beautiful palace, countless exquisite buildings are arranged in an orderly manner, the vermilion palace walls tower into the clouds, and the golden glazed tiles shine brightly under the sunlight.

This palace seems like a huge treasure, with endless secrets hidden within, waiting for those who are interested to discover.

Su Mengyao, this clever and talented embroiderer, is like a dazzling pearl, emitting charming brilliance, and perfectly blending into this magnificent palace.

Her embroidery skills are unparalleled. Whether it is flowers, birds, fish, insects, or people and landscapes, they can all be presented vividly under her needle.

One day, the God of Fate seemed to be playing a trick on Su Mengyao, causing her to meet a woman who looked exactly like her in a remote corner of the palace.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze. Su Mengyao widened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.

This amazing coincidence struck her heart like lightning, instantly igniting the burning curiosity deep in her heart.

This curiosity was like an irresistible force, driving her to do everything in her power to uncover the truth behind this mystery.

So, from that day on, Su Mengyao began a silent investigation journey.

Like an agile cat, she glided through the corridors and paths of the palace, not missing any clues that might be related to the past. The ancient walls, mottled floor tiles, and carved doors and windows all became her objects of exploration.

Sometimes, she would squat down and carefully observe the footprints on the ground or the dust on the windowsill; sometimes, she would look up and stare at the patterns on the ceiling, trying to decipher some hint from them.

Not only that, Su Mengyao also actively asked the old people in the palace about stories from the past.

These old people have experienced the vicissitudes of life and witnessed all kinds of changes in the palace. The unknown past stories they told may provide Su Mengyao with key clues to solve the mystery.

Whenever she has free time, Su Mengyao always brings a cup of fragrant tea, goes to an elderly person's residence, and patiently listens to their memories of the past.

As the investigation deepened, Su Mengyao felt that she was getting closer and closer to the truth.

At this moment, a mysterious and powerful force quietly emerged like a ghost. This force was like an invisible net, covering the entire palace and making people feel suffocated.

It noticed Su Mengyao's actions and issued a stern warning and threat to her. For a time, Su Mengyao fell into an unprecedented predicament, but she did not retreat. Instead, she became more determined to uncover the truth...

At this moment, the night is as dark as water, and the whole world seems to be shrouded in a thick layer of darkness. The silence makes people feel a little uneasy.

In the center of the prosperous and bustling city of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, the magnificent palace is like a shining pearl inlaid in it.

Beneath this seemingly peaceful and harmonious appearance, the archives room deep within the palace is like a huge treasure house that has been dormant for a long time, silently hidden in the endless darkness.

As you step into this archive room, you are hit by the unique smell of decay of old books, which makes you feel breathless.

By the weak candlelight that could go out at any time, one could see Su Mengyao alone, buried in the mountains and vast seas of ancient files.

The flickering flames made her already fair face appear bright and dim, further highlighting her focused and resolute expression.

Her beautiful eyes were now staring at the yellowed papers in front of her like a hungry wolf, unwilling to miss any clues that might be related to the mysterious woman.

As time passed, the night became darker and darker. It was so quiet that the only sounds could be heard: the rustling sound of Su Mengyao turning the pages of the book and her own slightly rapid breathing.

At this moment, an extremely subtle noise suddenly broke the hard-earned tranquility.

At first, the sound was as light as the flapping of mosquito wings, but in the quiet night it seemed extremely abrupt and harsh.

Immediately afterwards, a group of figures in black night clothes appeared around Su Mengyao silently like ghosts.

These men in black were agile and nimble, and their movements were silent, as if they were part of the dark night.

Everyone's face was covered with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

There was no emotion in his eyes, revealing a chilling coldness and ruthlessness, as if just one look could make people terrified.

The swords they held tightly in their hands flashed with an icy and biting light. Against the backdrop of the dim candlelight, they looked even more eerie and terrifying, like deadly weapons from the abyss of hell.

"Mrs. Su Xiu Niang, there are some things that are not for a person of your low status to know." The leading man in black spoke coldly. His voice was low and hoarse, and his words contained an unquestionable majesty and threat.

Su Mengyao felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat, beating rapidly in her chest. The strong rhythm seemed to make the air around her restless.

What is surprising is that her pretty face is like a tranquil lake, without any ripples, always maintaining an elusive calmness.

She knew very well that she was like a lamb that accidentally walked into a dangerous place and had touched upon the unknown and taboo secrets deep within the palace.

This means that she needs to be as careful as walking on a tightrope with every step she takes, and if she is not careful she may fall into an abyss from which there is no return.

"I just wanted to uncover the truth hidden behind the fog. I didn't mean to offend or offend anyone."

Although Su Mengyao's voice sounded very calm, the firmness contained in it was as unshakable as steel.

Even though she was facing a huge threat at the moment, she had no intention of retreating. On the contrary, this threat was like a raging fire, burning her determination to find the truth even more vigorously.

In the dark and deep shadows of the palace, Su Mengyao was alone facing a group of mysterious people with unidentified identities and strange whereabouts.

Each of these people exuded a creepy aura, and their existence seemed to be the embodiment of darkness, adding endless depression and fear to the entire scene.

However, in such an extremely tense atmosphere, Su Mengyao showed extraordinary courage.

Her body might have been trembling slightly due to extreme nervousness, but her gaze was always fixed firmly on the group of mysterious people in front of her, with a stubborn light in her eyes that refused to succumb to power and evil forces.

Even though she could clearly feel her heartbeat echoing in her ears like thunder, she still forced herself to remain calm and tried not to let her inner panic show.