Legend of the Embroiderer

Behind the bustling and bustling city of Chang'an, Su Mengyao's investigation is quietly unfolding like a silent but powerful storm.

She moved nimbly through the bustling streets and alleys, hurriedly visiting old friends and acquaintances.

Every meeting seemed like a review of the past. She tried her best to piece together every bit of her past from their vague fragments of memory.

The frustrating thing was that every time she felt that she was about to touch the edge of the truth, those clues that seemed clear and visible suddenly disappeared without a trace like smoke.

It was as if an invisible hand ruthlessly wiped out all the evidence at the critical moment when she was about to uncover the mystery, leaving her with only endless confusion and loss.

Su Mengyao stood quietly in the study, with piles of thick files and yellowed letters neatly spread out in front of her.

But what is surprising is that no matter which document it is, the content recorded on it is blank without exception!

She frowned tightly, and a hint of doubt and anger flashed quickly in her beautiful eyes.

“What the hell is going on? Why are all these files blank?”

Su Mengyao's voice trembled slightly, mixed with shock and anger that was difficult to conceal.

She couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the pale papers, as if she could feel the words that had been erased abruptly sobbing under her fingertips.

The shrewd and capable young scholar who had been silently accompanying her all this time, stared solemnly at everything before him. He slowly spoke:

"It seems that someone doesn't want you to find the truth smoothly..."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Su Mengyao's fragile heart hard.

In an instant, she felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand.

A strong sense of foreboding surged into her heart like a tide, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She stared blankly ahead with her eyes wide open, all sorts of chaotic thoughts running through her mind.

Gradually, she realized that she might have unknowingly fallen into a huge and complicated conspiracy vortex.

Moreover, the scope of this conspiracy far exceeds her personal imagination. It is not only closely related to her fragmented memories, but is more likely to determine the life and death of the entire Chang'an City.

Su Mengyao took a deep breath and tried to calm her wildly beating heart.

She knew that fear and escape would be of no use at this moment. She had to face the predicament bravely and uncover the mystery surrounding the truth.

Even if endless unknowns and numerous obstacles await her ahead, she will never retreat.

From that moment on, Su Mengyao became even more cautious. Every step she took was as light as a feather, fearing that she would accidentally alert the enemies lurking in the dark corners, watching closely.

During the day, she still lived her life as usual, but when night fell, the study, which should have been quiet and peaceful, became her new battlefield.

In this small world, Su Mengyao worked alone at night under the lamp.

She tirelessly flipped through the piles of ancient books, her eyes eagerly scanning the lines of densely packed text, trying to find even the slightest clue about the conspiracy from these ancient records.

As time passed, her efforts did not seem to be rewarded accordingly.

But Su Mengyao was not discouraged by this. Instead, she became more determined to solve the mystery.

During this gripping journey, the pace of the whole story suddenly accelerates like a wild horse, the tension surges like a tide, and gradually climbs to its peak.

Every reader seems to be able to personally experience the increasingly strong sense of urgency deep in Su Mengyao's heart. Every new discovery she makes may become a key to unlocking the mysterious mystery.

The shadow of conspiracy spreads as quickly as ink in water, and its color becomes increasingly rich and deep, which makes people involuntarily curious: Who is hiding behind the scenes and secretly manipulating this series of complicated events?

At this moment, the in-depth investigation launched by Su Mengyao is no longer limited to the retrospective exploration of the past years, but more like a severe test of her own ability and courage.

Every step she takes and every clue she discovers ignites the burning fire of curiosity in the readers' hearts, making them eager to see Su Mengyao.

Will they be able to successfully uncover the truth hidden in the dark corners and catch those sinister enemies who are hiding their heads and showing their tails?

In a quiet and secluded attic in the Su Mansion, Su Mengyao was alone, carefully searching through old objects buried by the dust of time.

The warm and soft sunlight penetrated the window lattice, forming patches of mottled light and shadow, quietly falling on her delicate body.

The air above the attic was filled with the stale smell of old paper and the faint wood fragrance of wooden boxes.

Her bright and moving eyes scanned back and forth among the many old objects, not missing any details.

Finally, when her sight accidentally fixed on a dilapidated wooden box, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She seemed to have a premonition telling her that the important clue she had been searching for for a long time might be hidden in it.

The wooden box was placed quietly on the table, its surface carefully carved with dense and delicate patterns, as if every line told a forgotten past.

These patterns are intertwined and entangled to form a mysterious pattern, which makes people wonder what unknown secrets are hidden in it.

Su Mengyao stood in front of the table, staring at the wooden box, her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

She stretched out her hands and picked up the wooden box gently and carefully, as if she were holding a rare treasure.

Then she took a deep breath and slowly opened the lid of the wooden box.

As the lid was opened, a stale smell filled the air. Inside the wooden box, besides some scattered, seemingly ordinary jewelry, there was also a yellowed note.

The note seemed to have gone through the vicissitudes of time, and the handwriting on it had become a little blurred, but after looking at it carefully, one could still vaguely make out the content, which was a string of numbers and a location.

"What on earth is this? Could it be that... this is an important clue that I left behind?"

Su Mengyao murmured to herself, her voice trembling slightly, revealing the excitement that was difficult to suppress in her heart.

There was a glimmer of hope in her beautiful eyes, like bright stars in the night sky.

At this moment, Su Mengyao's good friend came over. He was a graceful young scholar in a green shirt.

He came closer and stared at the note, his brows gradually wrinkled, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

"This may very well be the key to solving all the mysteries!" the young scholar blurted out.

These words were like a sharp bolt of lightning, suddenly splitting the thick fog that had been lingering in Su Mengyao's heart for a long time.

In an instant, she suddenly realized and deeply realized that the inconspicuous note in front of her was no ordinary thing. It was more like a magical key that could open the door to the truth.

Thinking of this, Su Mengyao's mood became more complicated. She felt both surprised after discovering the key clue and nervous and uneasy about facing unknown challenges.

No matter what difficulties and obstacles are waiting for her ahead, she knows that this note will lead her on a new adventure to explore the secrets hidden behind the scenes.

Su Mengyao held the note tightly, as if it was the most important thing in her life.

She could feel her palms slightly sweating, and the damp touch made the note a little soft, but she didn't dare let go, for fear that she would lose this key clue.

She felt mixed emotions, a deep fear of the unknown, but also irrepressible excitement and anticipation.

She knew very well that this seemingly ordinary note might be the key to unlock all the mysteries and it would lead her to a completely different path in life.

Perhaps from this moment on, her fate will change drastically.

The story reaches an important turning point here. Su Mengyao's unexpected discovery is like a huge rock thrown into the lake, causing a thousand waves.

The entire plot was instantly filled with various uncertainties, ripples appeared on the originally calm lake surface, and the atmosphere of suspense became more and more intense.

Readers seem to be able to feel Su Mengyao's inner excitement firsthand, and that exciting emotion is transmitted to everyone's heart like an electric current.

Her every heartbeat, every breath, every subtle change in expression becomes a key factor that tugs at the reader's heartstrings.

As the plot progresses, the pace begins to accelerate rapidly like a speeding train, and the tension rises little by little like the rising thermometer scale.

Readers are captivated by Su Mengyao's astonishing discovery. They can't wait to follow her to uncover the huge secret behind the note and explore what unknown truths are hidden in those mysterious numbers and ambiguous locations.