Chu Qingyue ran back quickly. She wanted to stop the two girls from being selected, but when she walked back to the corridor, someone stopped her. “Miss, can you help me?”
It was an old woman in her sixties. Her hair was white, and she was wearing clothes made of good fabric. The embroidery on her clothes was lifelike and extremely beautiful. She smiled slightly and looked very kind.
Chu Qingyue looked at the old woman and then at the room in front of her. For a moment, she was in a dilemma.
The old woman looked like she really wanted her to help.
If she went to help, she would not be able to stop the two people who set her up from becoming Embroiderer Luo’s disciples.
Chu Qingyue hesitated for a while before walking towards the old woman.
Even if she exposed the two of them, it was impossible for her to become a disciple. And if she ignored the old woman, the old woman would definitely be very disappointed.
Chu Qingyue adjusted her mood and asked the old woman with a smile, “Old lady, what do you need me to help you with?”
The old woman pointed to the flower seedlings. “There’s a space by the lake.
I’m going to plant two camellias. Can you plant them for me?”
When Chu Qingyue saw the flower seedlings and thought of her new house, an idea popped up. “Old lady, I’ll help you plant them. After I’m done, can you bring me to pick some flower seedlings?”
The old woman agreed readily. “Sure.”
“Thank you.” Chu Qingyue’s gloom was swept away, and she smiled sincerely.
Even if she couldn’t become Embroiderer Luo’s disciple, she could try her luck with other embroiderers.
After thinking it through, Chu Qingyue no longer felt burdened and focused on planting the flower seedlings.
The old woman maintained her smile the entire time and stared at Chu Qingyue.
The two flower seedlings were planted in fifteen minutes. Chu Qingyue even helped to water them. In the end, she placed the tools back and walked up to the old woman. “It’s done. Bring me to pick the flower seedlings.”
The old woman nodded. “Come with me. I’ll show you.”
The place where the flower seedlings grew was behind the Cloud Embroidery Workshop. There was a large garden there with a variety of flowers. The scenery was beautiful.
Chu Qingyue looked at the garden and was a little mesmerized. “This place is so beautiful.”
The old woman smiled and said, “They are cultivated by my family. Go ahead and choose.”
“Your family? Then will they be very expensive?” Chu Qingyue was rich now, but she was still frugal.
The old lady said kindly, “Miss, help me clean the garden. Then I won’t charge you. How about that?”
Chu Qingyue did not expect to encounter such a good thing. It was a blessing in disguise!
“Okay!” Chu Qingyue happily went to clean the garden.
The old woman sat in the pavilion to rest. After a while, a girl with a veil walked over. “Master.”
The old woman patted the stool beside her and gestured for the girl to sit.
Luo Yinhuan sat on the stool. “Master, isn’t there a gardener?”
The old woman’s gaze landed on Chu Qingyue, who was working in the garden. “This girl wants flower seedlings, but she’s afraid that they might be too expensive, so I let her work as payment.”
Luo Yinhuan asked in confusion, “You don’t want those flower seedlings anyway. Why don’t you just give them to her directly?”
The old woman smiled slightly. “That girl looks like an honest child. If I give them to her for free, she won’t take it.”
Luo Yinhuan retorted, “Master, there’s no one in the world who doesn’t want free things. If you give it to her, I guarantee she won’t refuse.”
The old woman sighed faintly. “Yinhuan, your resentment is too strong.”
Luo Yinhuan’s heart sank. “Master…”
The old woman said no more. She turned her head and smiled at the girl in the garden.
Luo Yinhuan looked at the old woman’s expression and her heart sank. Her master seemed to be more and more disappointed in her. Would she teach her more embroidery technique?
Thinking of this, her gaze landed on Chu Qingyue, thinking to herself, will Master take this girl as her disciple?
She wouldn’t allow that to happen. She would not let someone else share her master.
After Chu Qingyue cleaned the garden properly, she picked 20 flower seedlings and walked towards the old woman. “Can I have these seedlings?”
The old woman was surprised that Chu Qingyue was not greedy at all. She said, “Sure, if it’s not enough, you can come and get more.”
Chu Qingyue said gratefully, “There’s no need. This is enough.”
The old woman smiled at Chu Qingyue. “Miss, why did you come to the Cloud Embroidery Workshop?”
Chu Qingyue suddenly looked visibly dejected. “I originally wanted to be Embroiderer Luo’s disciple, but there was a problem with my embroidery work, so I failed.”
She did not expect that the woman sitting beside the old lady was Luo Yinhuan at all.
The old woman said leisurely, “Miss, my embroidery is not bad either. Do you want to learn from me?”
When Luo Yinhuan heard this, her face turned pale. Without thinking, she said, “No, Master, you can’t teach her.”
The old woman’s face darkened. “Yinhuan, mind your own business.”
Yinhuan? Chu Qingyue was stunned. Wasn’t she Embroiderer Luo?
Just now, Embroiderer Luo had called the old woman beside her master. Wouldn’t that mean that the old woman was even better than Embroiderer Luo? How could Chu Qingyue let such a great opportunity slip?
Chu Qingyue immediately knelt in front of the old woman and said excitedly, “Yes, I want to learn from you. Please accept me as your disciple.”
Luo Yinhuan’s body swayed. She couldn’t take this. She couldn’t stand her master taking in another disciple. “Master…”
The old woman did not look at Luo Yinhuan anymore. Her attention was on Chu Qingyue. She helped Chu Qingyue up. “My good disciple, you will be my last disciple.”
Every cloud has a silver lining. Chu Qingyue was overjoyed. “Thank you, Master.”
“Master, I want to offer you tea!” Only by offering tea could they truly form the bond of a master and disciple.
The old lady instructed the servant girl to prepare tea. Her new disciple was an honest person and she liked her.
The servant girl quickly brought the tea over.
When Luo Yinhuan saw this scene, she was so angry that she almost exploded on the spot. Her fingers were clenched tightly, and her nails almost dug into her flesh. However, she did not dare to say anything, or her master would definitely hate her even more.
Chu Qingyue knelt in front of the old woman again and raised the teacup above her head with both hands. She said sweetly, “Master, please drink tea.”
The old woman smiled and took the tea. She took a small sip. “Good disciple, get up.”
Luo Yinhuan gritted her teeth so hard that they were about to shatter. She could no longer stand the scene and left angrily..
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