Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration Chapter 516: Mysterious Young Lady No. 509 (Part 4) - Fourth

As she said this.

Her embroidery needle had already pricked the assailant’s acupoint.

Seeing the disbelief in the assailant’s exposed eyes, Ye Shaohua withdrew her needle, "A woman daring to co out in the dead of night, did you not wonder why? Because she’s not afraid of a scoundrel like you."

After speaking, she pinned the embroidery needle back onto her clothing, dusted off her sleeves, and walked away.

As for the two individuals standing not far from her, she didn’t even spare them a glance.

The man in green standing on the stairs watched Ye Shaohua, his handso brows slightly raised.

The bodyguard following him had already stepped forward to examine the assailant’s injury and understood where he was hurt. He removed the mask from the assailant’s face and asked, "Master, his acupoint was pricked, and it’s the ’Ghost’s Sorrow’ technique from the Jianghu—what do we do now?"

The man in green let out a chuckle, "In recent years, their actions have indeed grown bolder, send him to the Governnt Office."

Although he was smiling, not a trace of mirth could be seen on his face, as still as an ink painting.

The bodyguard nodded but then rembered sothing, "And the lady just now?"

He frowned, the Master’s arrival in Jiangling was a secret, and besides a few, the girl who appeared suddenly was indeed an accident, and moreover, her skills.

The ’Ghost’s Sorrow’ that he had not caught up with was just brought down by a young lady?

No matter how the bodyguard thought about it, he felt there was sothing odd about the girl.

And she appeared at this particular mont.

However, the man in green rely waved his hand dismissively, as if lost in thought, "Don’t bother with her."

It seed the Master had an underlying aning, the bodyguard wanted to say sothing, but looking at the Master’s indifferent face, in the end, he remained silent, grabbed the black-clad assassin, and with a surge of energy, traversed the distance in just a few steps.

After the bodyguard left, the man in green did not leave imdiately but stared at the room where Ye Shaohua stayed upstairs for a while.

His thoughts were unknown.

All this went unnoticed by Ye Shaohua, who was focused on her embroidery.

Now, under the lamp light, she picked up a bundle of embroidery thread, aiming to practice on a handkerchief first.

In reality, embroidery sowhat resembled landscape painting.

Although Ye Shaohua couldn’t embroider, she had learned painting, especially had specifically studied oil painting. Before starting, she sketched it out in her mind, good with color comparison, so shaping the rough form wasn’t difficult.

The real challenge was in the needlework of color coordination.

The sa color, embroidered with the gold thread technique or the fixed thread embroidery, would produce completely different effects and shades. Ye Shaohua still rembered there was a style called Suzhou Embroidery in her original world, such embroidery skills were truly called ’transcendental’.

But true Suzhou Embroidery was too difficult; Ye Shaohua couldn’t recall it even if she tried.

Although she had an excellent mory, embroidery was an intricate craft.

After finishing a butterfly, it was already late.

Ye Shaohua rubbed her sore eyes and packed away her needlework, not wanting her mother to see it. She had always been proud and wanted to show her mother her achievents when the ti was right.

The physical condition of her current body was indeed too weak, not suitable for laborious work, she had to find a chance to gather so dicine for a thorough treatnt.

The next morning, Ye Shaohua got up and left with her mother.

Before leaving, she discreetly glanced next door.

And she knew that the master and servant who stayed here last night had already left.

"What are you looking at?" her mother glanced at her.

Ye Shaohua reflexively covered her ears, mumbling, "Nothing, Mother, let’s look for a place to stay."

With current troubles in mind, her mother didn’t pay further attention to these things.

Finding a place to stay was the most important.

Through soone’s introduction, the mother and daughter finally found a place to live in an alley, nowhere near as luxurious as the Ye Family’s, not even comparable to a Ye Family servant’s quarters, yet Ye Shaohua didn’t mind at all.

Her mother watched her with a mixture of bitterness and pride.

Letting out a sigh, she went out looking for work; they were no longer at the Ye Family and had to earn their own living.

Her mother wouldn’t allow Ye Shaohua to worry about these things; she only wanted Ye Shaohua to focus on learning embroidery.

Still hoping that one day Ye Shaohua could lead the Ye Family.

Half a month passed in this way.

"I heard that Ye Qingqing went to the provincial inspector’s place," her mother ntioned one day as they were leaving their ho, looking outside wistfully, "I’ve heard many of Jiangling’s embroideresses have gone there too. The provincial inspector is looking for the finest materials for the Consort Dowager, for embroidery for the court’s noble won. With Ye Qingqing’s skills, she’s bound to be chosen, and her fa in Jiangling will surely soar. She’s only fifteen and already has such achievents."

While speaking, her mother sighed.

She then glanced at Ye Shaohua, her irritation evident, but in the end, it was her own flesh and blood, even if despised, it was still her daughter, "Alright, focus on your embroidery, Mother will see Wang Dama for work."

Her mother was about to leave when she suddenly noticed the embroidery fabric in Ye Shaohua’s hands and squinted her eyes, "Is this... the rmaid silk from the South?"

Ye Shaohua calmly faced her mother, "How could it be, Mother, you must be mistaken? How could we afford rmaid silk?"

"You’re right," her mother sighed, "Even the Ye Family only has one bolt, and Ye Qingqing has been too reluctant to use it until now."

This precious silk was left over from ten years ago when the Ye Family still had so reputation. Due to its high value, the Ye Family had always been wary of using it, and her mother had only glimpsed it from afar.

How could such precious silk appear in Ye Shaohua’s hands right now?

Her mother felt that perhaps she’s been working too hard lately, and her eyes were blurred.

After her mother left with a sigh, a woman around twenty jumped down in the yard, "Young Lady."

"Mm, send so more clothes to Wang Dama," Ye Shaohua put away her needle and tossed the embroidery fabric to the woman, "Let her find things for Mother to nd when she has nothing else to do, and find a famous female storyteller to visit Wang Dama’s place. Make sure Mother is too captivated to co ho every day." Ye Shaohua continued, touching her ear, "If she keeps twisting my ears when she gets back, will I still have ears fit to be seen? Zu Xiao, do you think one of my ears looks bigger than the other?"

Zu Xiao glanced quickly and seeing Ye Shaohua’s fair, lazy face, she quickly lowered her head, "Young Lady, they’re not."

If there were others present, they would see the twitch at the corner of Zu Xiao’s mouth.

"Then I can still face people. Let’s go," Ye Shaohua commanded with a wave of her hand, commanding Zu Xiao to take the embroidery fabric to the provincial inspector’s lodging.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived, they encountered an acquaintance.

"What are you doing here?"