นักเขียน: Zhao Xibao เครื่องแปลภาษา
Gu Shiyu did not make a sound. His pair of clear and cold eyes stared straight at the embroidery on the stage. No one knew what he was thinking about.
The lights adjusted another two shades until the entire hall was filled with a fiery golden glow. Eight large golden words, with a vigorous and vigorous pen, gradually appeared on the embroidery. It was majestic and majestic.
"eternal happiness, eternal life! "
For a moment, the words appeared exceptionally clear. The eight large golden words reflected the entire landscape on the embroidery. It only made people feel that it was a piece of resplendent gold and jade.
Old Madam Huo's expression softened a little, but she didn't say anything as she looked at the eight words in front of her.
However, Gu Anhui's face instantly paled a little. Her blood flowed back, and her hands and feet instantly turned cold.
She looked at the words on the embroidery in disbelief and subconsciously said, "how... How is this possible... "
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on her. Gu Anhui subconsciously looked at old Madam Huo and hurriedly explained, "old Madam, i... "
Madam Huo's eyes looked straight at her, especially sharp.
After all, those eight words had never appeared on the embroidery. However, she had said them several times, so old Madam Huo would never like them.
"Hui Hui, did you really see the words 'death by heaven and earth, without a complete corpse' with your own eyes? " Old Madam Huo slowly asked.
"I... " Gu Anhui was about to say something, but she was interrupted by a clear voice.
"My sister has been sick for a long time recently, and she has a high fever that doesn't subside. Therefore, she often has nightmares. I think she must be hallucinating to be able to mistake the words. Please forgive her, old madam, " Gu Shiyu said gently, interrupting Gu Anhui's words.
Gu Anhui subconsciously turned to look at him, her eyes red. "brother... "
Gu Shiyu ignored her, but his eyes fell on old Madam Huo.
Old Madam Huo looked at the two people in front of her and immediately smiled. "I see. Since she is ill, it is inevitable. I almost misunderstood Miss Zhao's intentions. "
Hearing this, everyone turned to look at Zhao Siqing, who had remained silent all this while. Gu Anhui stared at her, her eyes full of unwillingness and anger.
Zhao Siqing smiled and said gently, "speaking of which, I have never seen the words on this embroidery appear. When I heard Miss Gu say those eight words, I was really terrified. Fortunately, old Madam is blessed and blessed by the mountains and rivers. "
Zhao Siqing's words were beautiful, and Old Madam Huo's expression eased up a little.
After all, she came from a small family, so her words were quite pleasing to people.
Gu Anhui was extremely stifled at this moment, and she almost vomited blood.
How could it be?
How could this be!
She couldn't figure it out. The embroidered lady had clearly altered the handwriting and even took a photo of it and sent it to her, but why was there no change in the handwriting at all!
Gu Anhui looked at Zhao Siqing with reddened eyes. It must be this little slut.
She must have known something!
Thinking of Zhao Siqing's smile just now, Gu Anhui was even more certain of her guess.
But now, old Madam Huo was obviously not very happy. Gu Anhui forced herself to swallow her anger She turned to old Madam Huo with tears in her eyes and said, "old madam, it was an Hui who was confused. Perhaps it was because of the light and my dizziness that I mistook this word. It's all my fault. I've ruined your mood for nothing. "
Old Madam Huo scrutinized her for a moment before she said gently, "since you're not feeling well, it's not your fault. You should rest well when you go back and get well soon. "