Crying While Filling the Pit I Dug - Chapter 50

Yan Yu pointed to the cloth in Song Miaomiao’s hand and compared it with the cloth in her own hand, “Princess, this needle should fall at this position.”

“Oh.” Song Miaomiao thought about Yan Yu’s stitches carefully and said helplessly, “Then what should I do? I have already poked it down, and this can’t be restitched. Could it be that this piece of cloth has to be discarded again? This is the fourth brocade cloth.”

Yan Yu said, “Princess, you can cut this thread and only re-embroider this section.”

“Okay.” Cutting a thread meant the stitches embroidered before that thread would be removed, but it was better than starting all over again.

Song Miaomiao picked up the scissors, cut the golden thread, took the newly threaded needle and thread from Yan Yu, and poked it down.

“Yeah.” Song Miaomiao shook her hand and pricked her finger, and blood stained the brocade.

“Princess.” Yan Yu immediately got up to bandage Song Miaomiao.

Song Miaomiao put her injured index finger in her mouth and said, “It’s okay.”

Yan Yu said distressedly, “Princess, you can leave it to this servant girl to make it. Whatever style you want, this servant girl will make it for you.”

She was just bleeding from being pricked by a needle, but Yan Yu’s expression seemed to suggest she was seriously injured on the battlefield, making Song Miaomiao feel very moved. “I’m really fine, don’t worry. I must make this sachet myself.”

The task clearly stated that she had to embroider the sachet for the male lead. If Song Miaomiao could, she wouldn’t need to do it herself. She could have just chosen a good-looking one and given it to him.

She didn’t know why she wrote such an uncreative plot where the supporting character gave the male lead a sachet.

However, according to the development of her own story, Yi Qing would not accept the Princess’ kindness due to his deep affection for his childhood sweetheart. She didn’t know if he drank the bone soup, but Song Miaomiao thought he probably didn’t. If he did, wouldn’t her male lead be called a scumbag by readers on Lujiang, who loved the female lead in his heart but accepted the Princess’s favor?

It was better to forget about that. The most important thing was to fill in the pit first. She didn’t need to worry about anything else.

The brocade cloth was stained with blood. Song Miaomiao didn’t possess the female lead’s remarkable skills, where dripping blood on the embroidery would turn into a stroke of genius, earning her instant fame and applause from everyone. Since she lacked the female lead’s aura, she would inevitably fall short.

Seeing Song Miaomiao’s resolve, Yan Yu could only follow her wishes and teach her carefully, step by step.

After working all night and into the next morning, the sachet was not even one-tenth completed. Due to an unexpected incident along the way, it would need to be embroidered again.

It was lunchtime again, but Song Miaomiao couldn’t eat while staring at the various dishes. Not because they weren’t tasty, but because her shoulders were too stiff. Embroidering small details for extended periods was bad for both her eyes and shoulders.

Seeing that Song Miaomiao didn’t move her chopsticks, Yan Yu said, “Princess, this is your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root, the cook specially…”

“That’s right.” Song Miaomiao suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Wasn’t there an additional bonus point for the second task? Every time she did one more thing for the male lead, she could be rewarded with 100 points. She had worked so hard for so long before and only got rewarded 200 points for the first task. She just needed to seize the opportunity and do more things for the male lead, so she could accumulate more points.

The system was very tricky. Every time to exchange wishes, it needed a lot of points. But it was better than nothing. Maybe these points would be useful in the future.

She only needed to do more things for the male lead, right? That was easy!

Song Miaomiao smiled slightly and told Yan Yu, “Let the kitchen make another hot osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root, and pack it for me in a box.”

“Alright.”

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Song Miaomiao repeated her old trick and came to the gazebo to wait for Yi Qing.

“This sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root is for you.”

Yi Qing hesitated and said, “Princess, it’s my pleasure to receive your favor. I dare not disobey it, it’s just…”

“Just what?” Song Miaomiao knew that Yi Qing was going to reject her. After all, he was the male lead, and he had a female lead. If the male lead strayed, people wouldn’t accept it. That was good. As an author, Song Miaomiao should feel relieved. At least that proved that the male lead in her novel was not the kind of scumbag who didn’t refuse.

However, for the sake of points, Song Miaomiao said domineeringly, “Don’t refuse.”

“Thank you, Princess.”

System Oppa: [Congratulations, 100 additional reward points for completing the second task, and the current points are 300 points.]

Song Miaomiao couldn’t help but grin.

In the next few days, she continued to work hard and stopped Yi Qing to give things every day, such as brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, jade pendant, and sword tassels… Song Miaomiao gave something every day. By doing so, the additional points were added to the upper line of 1000 points. At this moment, 1200 points had been accumulated.

These days, Song Miaomiao, besides stopping the male lead from delivering things, went to pay respects to the Emperor regularly and embroidered the sachet in the Sishui Hall.

After ten days of trial and error, all ten fingers were pricked one by one. Song Miaomiao finally embroidered a simple sachet and filled it with herbs and cloves to make a small sachet. She didn’t add any fancy elements; the whole sachet looked more elegant.

The sachet was ready. Besides giving it, Song Miaomiao needed to do another thing to complete the task, and that was to confess to the male lead, “Yi Qing, I love you.”

No matter in the modern world or the previous world, Song Miaomiao had never confessed to boys, not because she had no one she loved. In fact, she had a crush in high school, but she never voiced her heart’s feelings.

Song Miaomiao liked that person very much. When she was just in college, she had nothing to do. She wrote novels and dug pits. Sometimes the male lead would unconsciously bring in the image of that person, so… yes, that was right. The male lead in the two worlds looked exactly like that person.

Song Miaomiao shook her head, trying to get rid of all the turmoil in the real world. Wasn’t it just a confession? She mustn’t be cowardly!

She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and said that sentence with a resolute heart.

Even though she thought so, Song Miaomiao was very nervous on the journey from Sishui Hall to the Imperial Garden. When she was about to arrive, she was still hesitating. She thought that there was no specified time for the mission, so she could tell him that the next day.