Translator: _Min_
Lady Jiâs face turned ashen at the alarming news. âWhat happened?!â she exclaimed in distress.
âIâI donât know,â the maid stammered, visibly shaken. âMiss Ji has been weak but hadnât coughed up blood before. Just moments ago, she coughed up a significant amount. The doctor has already been summoned.â
Ji Qingweiâs frail health always hovered on the brink of a crisis, prompting the Ji family to retain a dedicated team of physicians to avert any emergencies.
It had been quite some time since Ji Qingwei last experienced such a severe symptom. What was the cause for this sudden unexpected change?
Without another thought for Master Zhuang, Lady Ji hurriedly followed the maid to the inner chamber, her heart racing with worry.
Master Zhuang, too, was startled and concerned. âDid something startle Qingwei today?â he wondered aloud.
âMaster Yu often spends time chatting with Miss Ji,â Butler Ji mused, perplexed. âThereâs no draft in the inner chamber, so she shouldnât have been exposed to any irritants.â
âIndeed, one must take great care of their health,â Master Zhuang sighed.
âWithout good health, everything else is secondary.â
Butler Ji managed a bitter smile. âYoung Master Yu Yao is also assisting in finding doctors. Letâs hope Miss recovers swiftly.â
The miraculous healing of Yu Yao within âEternityâ by the legendary Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand was no secret within the Ji household.
They had considered allowing Ji Qingwei to explore the holographic game in hopes of encountering the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand or perhaps an NPC skilled in medicine.
Unfortunately, Ji Qingweiâs physical condition was too frail to withstand the rigors of the gaming pod.
âGu Huiyan lacks discernment; we donât need his approval,â Master Zhuang confidently packed the embroidery. âIn my estimation, Qingweiâs âThousand Miles of Rivers and Mountainsâ is sure to take the top prize.â
The International Youth Cultural Exhibition limits participation to those aged 16 to 22.
With his keen eye, Master Zhuang understood the calibre of youths within this age range.
Skilled embroiderers were rare, and those who could conceive a work like âThousand Miles of Rivers and Mountainsâ were even rarer.
Ji Qingwei was destined to win, and Master Zhuangâs reputation as her teacher would soar.
The frustration Butler Ji felt from Gu Huiyanâs dismissal dissipated, âIâll see Master Zhuang out.â Master Zhuang nodded his agreement.
With the embroidery in hand, he also booked a flight to the Western Continent.
Two days later, at the âGraceful Beautyâ magazine office.
âCome, come, come, Qingqing,â Tang Qiao greeted with a cheerful smile. âHere are the three outfits youâll be wearing, and these are the antiques youâll be photographed with. Iâve reserved several color pages for you, we must capture your beauty. â
âThank you, Sister Tang,â Si Fuqing approached, her interest piqued by one item in particular. âIs this a generalâs sword from the Great Xia Dynasty?â In addition to the sword, there were a vase and a jewelry box.
âYes, they werenât easy to borrow,â Tang Qiao explained. âThey must be returned to the Heaven Earth Alliance Museum by tomorrow.â
Si Fuqing nodded and proceeded to the makeup room with the makeup artist and stylist.
The Photoshoot went exceptionally well.
Tang Qiao couldnât help but exclaim, âYanqing, your artist truly is born for the camera. Iâve seen many acclaimed actors and actresses, and international models, but none control the camera like your artist.â
âStop, youâll make her ego more boosted,â Sang Yanqing complained. âWhoâs getting boosted?â Si Fuqing returned from behind the screen, sword in hand. âIâve always been modest.â
Sang Yanqing remained expressionless, âIâll opt not to burst your bubble.â Indeed, claiming to be everyoneâs father while insisting on modesty?
âWell done, weâve finished early today,â Tang Qiao checked the time. âLetâs have dinner together, my treat.â
The editorial staff cheered.
âItâs rare for Sister Tang to treat, we must take full advantage.â
âThanks to Miss Si, sheâs not like other stars with high demands. Remember
Tong Luoyunââ
âShh! Sang Sister is here.â
The speaker quickly silenced themselves, casting a wary glance at Sang Yanqing, who showed no reaction.
âQingqing, Iâve registered you,â Sang Yanqing inquired. âWhat about your embroidery?â
Si Fuqing looked up, âOh? Iâve already given it away.â
âThen just draw something casual,â Sang Yanqing suggested. âThe registration requires a piece of work. Remember, anything will do. Here are some brushes and rice paper.â
Si Fuqing rolled up her sleeves, âAlright then.â
As she prepared her colors and ground the ink, she began to draw casually, even taking a call.
It was from Gu Wenzhu.
âHello, Yun Lan,â Gu Wenxu said. âCalvin and Xia Zuo you wanted to contact are now free and have arrived in Great Xia. Send me the address and contact details of the person youâre introducing, and Iâll pass them on. Theyâll head there next..â