Only one lamp was lit inside the tent.
Shen Hua held a ribbon in her hands, using it as a measure tape to take Xie Xun's measurements, noting down each detail.
"Isn't it said that you're never satisfied with the clothes sewn by Xie Mansion's embroidery ladies? When I return, I must make some time to personally tailor an outfit for you."
When she said this, she was actually feeling somewhat uncertain.
The girl had not touched a needle and thread for too long.
So long that it almost felt foreign.
Yet, the aura she exuded was full of confidence.
A look of surprise and happiness flickered across Xie Xun's eyes.
He knew better than anyone else that Shen Hua had abandoned her most cherished embroidery for a full three years. It had become the demon she could not forgive in herself.
