Embroidery Competition

Now that this person had arrived, this was an opportunity.

"Sigh, many thanks for being able to visit me. To be able to stay here all day, I'm also very bored. I wonder what the situation in the capital is like now?"

He had been lying on the bed ever since he was injured, and he had witnessed how it was difficult for him to get off the bed with his own eyes. The one standing on the bed was his idol.

"In a few days, this humble woman will hold an embroidery competition in the capital. I wonder if Empress can be invited to participate?"

He carefully opened his mouth, but he did not know what hope was in Lu Qinghe's eyes. However, Hu Xiao was very clear about this.

"Ai, you might not know this, but I don't know anything about embroidery. Even if I wanted to, I am still powerless."

He was full of thoughts, but his words were full of helplessness.