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"This is..." These days, her health had greatly improved and she was planning to escape soon. It would've been a lot easier to escape if she was still a laundry maid.

"This is what? Do you still want to do manual labour?" Mother Chen patted Pingting's hand, "It's a great opportunity. I'll tell the housekeeper about this. Inside you go and don't worry about anything else for now." She bounced away happily, before Pingting could answer.

Pingting had no choice but to pack her things up and go inside.

The Hua family was one of the most famous commercial families of Dong Lin. The head of the family had one daughter and so her wedding was extremely important. Her clothes required at least four seamstresses and now they had a new addition.

As a seamstress, Pingting's food and clothing had greatly improved from the time when she was still a manual labourer. However, Pingting had been spoiled for a long time in the Jing-An Ducal Residence, so she took no notice in the changes. Though her lifestyle had very much downgraded, she was flexible and therefore she didn't complain.

For unknown reasons, the seamstresses had been scheduled near Lady Hua's building.

"What beautiful fabric, I wish I could wear something like this when I marry. I can't imagine how beautiful I'll be!" The seamstresses sat inside, in their own corner. Their heads were bent over while their needles weaved across the fabric.

"Don't be stupid, how lucky can you get?"

Ruo'er, the girl who spoke first, had been promoted to a seamstress at the same time as Pingting. Seeing how Zihua was mocking her, she retorted, "How can you be so sure about that?"

"Okay, okay, hurry up and get back to work." Mother Chen was in the room too and seeing how Pingting was so absorbed in her work, she couldn't resist tip-toeing over to see what she was doing. "Wow! That's amazing needlework!"

Pingting jumped back in surprise, momentarily losing control of her needle, pricking herself.

"Hong, your hands really are amazing." Mother Hong took Pingting's sewing and studied the lively, realistic phoenix. She had worked in the Hua Residence for many years yet this was the first time something had sparked her interest. Suddenly, she had a thought. "This technique...I doubt you could find two with the same capabilities in Dong Lin. Yeah, I think your phoenix's wings is not typically like Dong Lin's traditions, I think it's more like..."

Pingting's heart thumped and she laughed nervously while taking back her stitching. "I don't exactly understand, but it just has to look good right?"

Her sewing in Gui Le was considered spectacular as well. Although the Jing-An Ducal Residence didn't particularly announce it, there had been some private requests for her needlework.

Pingting was also a lazy person, so she refused to sew any more except for a few objects for her Master. This meant that there weren't many traces of her sewing in the Jing-An Ducal Residence left around.

While Mother Chen wasn't looking, she unpicked the wings of her phoenix. She was just about to rest her eyes when a beautiful girl entered the room. Her body was slender, she had huge pondering eyes and her nose was a perfect bridge. She wore an embroidered light purple dress and a necklace of pearls glittered around her neck.

Mother Chen hurried stood up and asked, "Why are you here, My Lady?"

So she was Lady Hua. Pingting had been outside doing manual labour, so this was the first time she had actually seen the Lady. All of the maids stood up.

"Oh Nurse, you're here too?"

"Of course, these are My Lady's wedding clothes after all, shouldn't I be seeing everything thoroughly? Look at this sequin, I took a long time picking it out from..."

Lady Hua seemed to have lost interest in Mother Chen's word. She glanced at the red fabric and annoyance crossed her eyes. She turned towards the maids and eyed them, as if searching for someone.

She carefully measured everyone with her eyes, finally letting her eyes rest on Pingting.

"You, come with me." Lady Hua pointed at Pingting and walked away, not waiting for an answer.

"Me?" Pingting pointed to herself in surprise and looked at Mother Chen.

"My Lady told you to go, so what are you standing there for? Go." Mother Chen lightly pushed her shoulder.

What does Lady Hua need me for? Don't tell me...she knows my real identity?

Pingting followed her into the main room of the Lady's building and a nice fragrance in the air made her relax. Pingting took a deep breath, thinking, Sir Hua is really nice to his daughter. This sort of iced fragrance is a luxury that only royalty can afford.

Lady Hua gestured to Pingting to come into the room, "Come here".

Pingting followed and Lady Hua threw her some clothes, commanding, "Put these on."

The clothes were very fine, a display of exquisite workmanship. It was obvious that these were the Lady's very own clothes.

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