Qin Yuan focused her gaze and saw that the handkerchief seemed to be embroidered with a flower.
Nanny Rong, standing nearby, exclaimed, "Oh my, did I see this right? The Seventh Miss actually embroidered a flower! Old Madam, have a look how well this peony is done, a double-petaled one at that, so big and beautiful."
Gu Baoshu, feeling proud, glanced sideways at Qin Yuan, who was also somewhat surprised.
Hong Ye couldn't help but purse her lips.
It's merely a peony, and the embroidery is just ordinary, is it really worth such praise?
Qin Yuan picked her words carefully.
"Seventh Sister is progressing swiftly and has put in considerable effort. It's truly commendable and worthy of celebration."
"Haha," Old Madam Gu laughed heartily, "Yuan'er, our Baoshu is indeed obedient and well-behaved, isn't she? It's just that she was too indulged when she was little. Look, with effort, what can't she do well?"
Old Madam Gu couldn't help but hand the handkerchief to Qin Yuan for a look.
