If there was a way, there would be no need to start all over again.
Su Wan'er looked at the embroidered handkerchief and thought for a while. Then her expression suddenly turned mysterious. "Have you ever heard of micro - embroidery?"
"Micro - embroidery?" What was that? How come he had never heard of it?
Su Wan'er gave a light cough and explained, "It's actually a kind of mending technique. However, different from other techniques, after mending with this method, there will be no trace at all."
"Can you... do it?" Doubt flashed in Si Junlin's eyes.
This technique sounded extremely difficult. It wasn't that he didn't trust Su Wan'er, but... he thought this was the kind of technique only embroiderers in embroidery workshops would learn. She was born into a general's family and later became the queen. It didn't seem like she would know such a technique.
"Don't look so incredulous. I really didn't know this technique before entering the palace. But later, while learning embroidery, the nanny who taught me also taught me this technique. Although it was of no help to embroidery, something happened at that time, which made me spend three more months learning it." As for what exactly had happened at that time, Su Wan'er didn't want to talk about it anymore.
After all, such things were in the past. There was no point in talking about them, so it was better not to say.
However, Si Junlin caught the hint. "You must have encountered a similar situation back then, right?"
When was that? He didn't seem to have any impression...
Su Wan'er didn't intend to bring it up. She didn't answer his question. Instead, she just waved to Qingcao in the distance.
Before Qingcao came over, Su Wan'er said to him, "Later, you tell Qingcao to get a black lacquered box from under the bed. And tell them to stay far away. I need to do this in this pavilion."
Si Junlin asked puzzledly, "Why in the pavilion? Isn't it much safer in the room?"
Su Wan'er shook her head. "No. The light in the room is too dim. This is a delicate job and needs sufficient light, or it can't be done."
After hearing Su Wan'er's words, Si Junlin didn't say anything. At this time, Qingcao had already come over. All he could do was to give instructions to Qingcao as Su Wan'er had said.
Qingcao looked at the silk handkerchief on the table and said disapprovingly, "Your Majesty, are you going to use that method again? Have you forgotten the pain of not being able to see clearly for a whole day back then?"
Si Junlin was slightly stunned. He didn't expect this method to be so harmful to the eyes. He turned to look at Su Wan'er, with a disapproving look in his eyes.
Su Wan'er smiled. "Only oneself knows best how one's body is, right?"
Only then did Si Junlin remember that they had swapped bodies.
"Don't you forget?" Su Wan'er widened her eyes.
Si Junlin rubbed his temples and didn't want to say anything. "Alright, this matter is decided then." If it were his own body, he wouldn't have any psychological burden.
"Go and make preparations." Si Junlin turned to give instructions to Qingcao.
No matter how much Qingcao disapproved of Si Junlin's decision, she couldn't go against her master's order. When Si Junlin told her to go and make preparations for the second time, she had no choice but to do as Su Wan'er had said.
After Qingcao brought all the things over, Si Junlin told Qingcao and the others to guard at the palace gate. Without his order, no one was allowed to enter.
Su Wan'er nodded in satisfaction. She fixed a bead the size of an eyeball on a wooden frame. Through the crystal - clear bead, one could see the delicate silk thread on the other side.
Su Wan'er took out silk threads of the same color. In order to sew these threads together, she needed to split these embroidery threads, which were no thicker than hair, even thinner.
Si Junlin watched from the side. Admiration couldn't help but show in his eyes. He was now sure that Su Wan'er's embroidery skills were definitely better than those of other concubines, much better. At least other concubines couldn't do what she was doing.
Those embroidery threads, no thicker than hair, were split into six parts under her skillful hands. They became even thinner.
After splitting the embroidery threads into six parts, Su Wan'er quickly moved her fingers.
This was the difference in bodies. Si Junlin's body had never done such delicate work before. Her fingers kept shaking while she was splitting the threads. She needed to constantly adjust her breathing to make her hands shake less violently.
But just after splitting the threads for a while, she already felt her hands sore.
"Are you tired? Let me... let me rub them for you." Si Junlin said as he walked behind Su Wan'er. He recalled the technique he had felt that night and started massaging her back.
Su Wan'er raised her hand to stop Si Junlin. "No need. If you're bored, go and deal with the memorials. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle them later."
Si Junlin nodded. It seemed that the following things needed to be carefully considered to avoid exposing their secret.
A few days ago, he had contacted the national teacher using a secret method, but there was no response. It was said that the national teacher had gone north to eliminate evil, but after so long, he didn't know what the situation was. Had the evil been eliminated, or had the national teacher been defeated?
So, before they were sure whether that guy could come back or not, they had to be careful.
Su Wan'er was so focused on her work that she had no concept of time. Si Junlin had to divide his attention between dealing with the memorials and keeping an eye on the time.
As the dinner time was approaching, Su Wan'er had already sewn the handkerchief to a width of half a pinky finger. Si Junlin held her hand that was about to continue. "Wan'er, it's dinner time."
Only then did Su Wan'er slowly raise her head. "Ah, okay. Let's have dinner first."
Seeing Su Wan'er's slightly dazed eyes, Si Junlin raised his hand and placed it in front of her eyes. He said to her, "Before dinner, close your eyes and have a good rest." Due to the light, in the end, Su Wan'er was almost lying on the handkerchief. But because of their swapped identities, he couldn't ask someone to light the lamp. This was just the right time...