I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

The embroidery was held up by the maids and displayed in front of the ladies in turn. They had never seen such delicate and beautiful embroidery before, and they couldn't even imagine it. For a while, all kinds of exclamations of admiration were heard:

"Magnificent and natural..."

"The fine silk is used as ink, and the needle is used to paint. It is simply a work of art beyond compare!"

"I never expected that there would be such embroidery skills in the world. Compared with this, what we have learned before is nothing."

"The embroidery of Madam Hou is already so good, what kind of person could her teacher be?"

The discussions of the crowd poured into Luo Qianhuai's ears.

With a smile on her face, she sat quietly at the embroidery table, feeling both relieved and helpless.

What makes me happy is that all the efforts I have made in recent days have finally paid off.

Just when the system had just finished the embroidery, she received a notification from the system:

"The mission is completed. The mandatory execution status is lifted. Now we will evaluate the effectiveness of this shortcut route. Ding, the evaluation is completed, the total score is 98, the evaluation is excellent."

"Analysis of the specific situation. This execution is divided into two parts: This system formulated an excellent plan and executed it perfectly, with a score of 100, which is an extremely excellent performance; The host did nothing and repeatedly interfered with this system, with a score of -2."

Luo Qianhuai: "...It turns out that I overestimated the system's lower limit. It turns out that there is no lowest point, only lower points. There are even negative points!"

"The host has no objection to the evaluation results, and now issues the top-level execution rewards as follows:

1. Score 2000 points. System Upgrade/

2. A yellow jade gourd seal

3. Find out the truth once

4. One chance to win the intermediate lottery

"The reward will be distributed soon. Do you want to withdraw it now?"

Luo Qianhuai chose "No" without hesitation.

The system did not stop there, but continued to publish the content that Luo Qianhuai was most concerned about:

"Papermaking random task progress: 3/3. The overall score of completed tasks: 80 points, reaching the passing standard."

I passed! Did I really master the art of papermaking? Luo Qianhuai felt relieved, and every cell in his body was jumping for joy. He immediately forgot about the self who had just resented the system.

"It is worth mentioning that when the host was performing the last random task, he was able to promptly ask for the assistance of this powerful, reliable and omnipotent system. This shows that he has deeply realized that the ability of this system is also part of the host's own comprehensive strength, and it deserves praise."

"Therefore, the target of this random task will be appropriately increased compared to the host's needs."

"The specific tasks to be assigned will be upgraded from the simple manufacturing method of 'Cai Hou Paper' to a complete papermaking process, including the formula and manufacturing process of all paper products in various periods in the history of Chinese papermaking development."

Just because I trust and use the system, it becomes so generous that it packages up the production process of various paper products and sends it to me at once?

A strange feeling flashed through Luo Qianhuai's mind, but under such great joy, he didn't take it to heart at all.

She couldn't wait to call up the system interface and enter the papermaking catalog. She was immediately fascinated by the dazzling array of paper products.

Starting from the "Cai Hou Paper" made from fishing nets and tree bark, to the popular manufacturing methods of various leather papers, rattan papers, bamboo papers, mixed paper, etc., as well as those classic works handed down from generation to generation, including rare treasures that have gradually been lost in the distant years, they are now neatly listed in it. Just looking at the names and color pictures of the finished products is fascinating:

There is the Chengxintang paper from the Northern Song Dynasty, which is as hard, clean, thin and smooth as jade; the cocoon paper from the Wei and Jin Dynasties, with its bottom and surface fibers interwoven and as shiny as cocoons; the Jinsu Mountain Sutra Paper, which is bright yellow, hard and tough, and the writing remains unchanged for thousands of years; the pink Xuetao paper made from hibiscus wood bark and hibiscus flower juice; the Xuande porcelain blue paper from the Ming Dynasty made with indigo dye, and so on. There are so many of them, all-encompassing, and there is nothing that Luo Qianhuai could not think of that is not included in the system.

When Luo Qianhuai slowly woke up from her great surprise, everyone at the table was still immersed in the shock brought by the system's embroidery, and no one paid attention to her.

This was exactly what Luo Qianhuai wanted. With an unshakable smile on her lips, she raised her hands to support herself on the embroidery table and stood up, but suddenly found that her arms were like they were filled with lead and she couldn't lift them at all.

The pain spread from my shoulders to my arms and then to my fingertips. My hands were all red and swollen from my palms to my fingertips, and I couldn't even move them.

Luo Qianhuai immediately understood that the system had just treated her as a robot, performing fast embroidery that was difficult for humans to do, but it ignored the fact that she was just a flesh and blood body and would not be able to withstand exercises that obviously exceeded her physical strength.

Her expression changed from joy to helplessness. She gave up the idea of ​​using her arms and was about to support herself with the strength of her legs, but someone was one step faster than her, put his arm around her shoulders and helped her up.

"Hiss..." Luo Qianhuai cried out in pain. After a moment's thought, Master Mo roughly guessed the cause of her embarrassment.

His brows immediately furrowed deeply, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his face became stern as if no strangers could approach him.

"Princess, Prince." He seemed to be half leaning on Luo Qianhuai, but in fact he was continuously sending a gentle and peaceful internal force into Luo Qianhuai's body.

"I am weak and have been trying to hold on for half a day. I can no longer hold on. Since my wife has satisfied your curiosity, we will take our leave now."

After he said that, without waiting for Princess Changzhou and Yu He to try to persuade him to stay, he took Luo Qianhuai out of the cabin in a very strong manner.

"I'm fine." Luo Qianhuai was tightly embraced by Mr. Mo. He had to face the layers of coldness emanating from him and explained in a low voice:

"I didn't mean to show off before, there was another reason... Anyway, I'm in a very good mood today, so you shouldn't reveal your flaws in front of Yu He and others because of such a small matter..."

She whispered, but Master Mo turned a deaf ear. Yu He and others quickly caught up with them and politely tried to persuade them to stay. Seeing that they were determined to leave, they arranged for a hanging basket to send them off the boat again.

Wei Ying and Shui Er had been patrolling beside the pleasure boat. At this moment, they took the two people back to the boat. With a light push of the long oar, the boat floated away with many young ladies seeing them off politely.

Inside the cabin, Luo Qianhuai's arms hung limply, unable to resist Mr. Mo's inspection.

Red and swollen fingers, bruised and swollen elbows and arms. With each inch of his sleeves being removed, Mr. Mo's face became uglier.

"I'm really fine." Luo Qianhuai knew the self-healing ability of this body: "After a good night's sleep, it should be back to normal tomorrow morning."

Young Master Mo glanced at her indifferently, his eyes as cold as ice, and it was obvious that he didn't believe a single word she said.

Luo Qianhuai didn't understand what he was so angry about.

"I am a doctor myself, so what I say is accurate." She said, "It's just that my arm can't move for the time being, but in return..."

She was about to say that it was a great deal to get such a large papermaking bag in exchange, but she suddenly stopped.

How could she mention this to outsiders when it came to the system and rewards? Even if this person was her husband in law and in fact, and they slept together every night, it was not allowed.