God's Gift

The best embroidery workshop in the city had been busy for quite some time. Several embroiderers had been working day and night to embroider four sets of wedding dresses for the general's mansion. It happened to be raining, so the embroiderers finally had some free time today.

A few embroiderers were sitting in the shop chatting, and before they had talked for a while, a man in a costume walked in.

His footsteps were light, and his bright red costume contrasted with the heavy makeup on his face. As he walked down the corridor, the flickering light and shadows cast on his face, making him look particularly strange.

He walked straight to the embroiderers, looked at them in a daze, and said with a smile: "Make me a wedding dress."

"So you are here to make wedding clothes." The embroiderer heaved a sigh of relief and greeted her warmly, "We have the best embroiderer in Gusu. It's right that you are here. I wonder when your wedding date is and which girl you are marrying?"

"If time is short, we will make it for you first. If it is not urgent, we will embroider it slowly and ensure that you and your wife are satisfied."

The embroiderer muttered a lot until she heard the smiling gentleman in front of her say:

"Today."

"Today?" The embroiderer was startled by his words. She looked up at the sky, then looked at the man in front of her suspiciously, and said hesitantly, "Sir, the auspicious time has passed. How can we get married today? Are you teasing me?"

If you have already married your parents, there is no need to make wedding clothes specifically.

Could it be that this young man wanted to get married in the middle of the night? Although she had heard that there was a custom of getting married in the middle of the night in other places, there had never been a decent family in Gusu getting married in the middle of the night.

Could it be a ghost marriage?

The embroiderer rolled her eyes and wanted to decline the job. "Sir, it's already past half the time today. We can't make wedding clothes for you today even if we rush. Why don't you go to another shop?"

The smile in Lu Keming's eyes gradually faded, and his handsome face turned cold. He withdrew his gaze from the cloth in the workshop and lowered his eyes to look at the embroiderer who was smiling apologetically in front of him.

His eyes remained still for a long time, and then a long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. He placed the sword against the embroiderer's neck and said softly:

"If I say today, it's today."

It was clear that Lu Keming was not carrying a sword just now. The embroiderers had never seen someone conjure up a sword out of thin air, and their faces immediately changed in fear.

They fled in panic, but before they could walk out of the store, the door that was so close to them was closed.

Lu Keming withdrew his hand, glanced at the fleeing embroiderers, then looked at the embroiderer under the sword expressionlessly, and said in a neutral tone:

"I'll give you three hours. If you can't do it, you'll all die."

The legs of the embroiderer who was pinned down by Lu Keming's sword were trembling. She looked at the embroiderers who were fleeing in panic, swallowed her saliva, and immediately scolded:

"What are you still dawdling about? Come back and take this young master's measurements. Go find some good cloth and bring out all the samples for him!"

After being scolded by the embroiderer, the other embroiderers gradually calmed down and ran to take out the best cloth and sample clothes in the workshop and displayed them in front of Lu Keming one by one.

Lu Keming then put away his sword and looked at the cloth in the hands of the embroiderers. There was a dim light in his eyes and he did not speak for a long time.

The embroiderer looked at Lu Keming nervously, fearing that he would take her life if he was dissatisfied, so she asked cautiously, "Sir, do you like anyone?"

Lu Keming withdrew his gaze with a lack of interest and asked, "Did you make all the wedding dresses for the general's mansion?"

"Of course." The embroiderer said attentively, "The wedding dresses of the two newlyweds in the general's mansion are all made by our embroidery workshop. Young master, you can rest assured of our craftsmanship."

Lu Keming glanced at the embroiderer from the side. The embroiderer did not understand the look in his eyes, but was still frightened by the coldness in his eyes and took a step back.

"So do it."

The other girls did not immediately understand what Lu Keming meant. While they were still confused, they were glared at by the embroiderer who had just been threatened by Lu Keming. Then she smiled at Lu Keming and said earnestly:

"Then do as you say, sir."

Lu Keming lowered his head slightly, didn't say much, lifted his sleeves and walked to the side.

"Sister, what does he mean? He doesn't even choose a sample. How can we embroider this wedding dress for him?"

"Besides, the time is so short. How can we make a wedding dress for him? He will kill us all by then."

The embroiderer rolled her eyes at the little girl, pulled her aside, and whispered, "Stop talking nonsense."

"Hurry up and fetch the wedding dress with the embroidered pattern for General Ning and change the pattern on it."

When the girl heard that she had to embroider Ning Yue's wedding dress, her expression showed some surprise. She turned around to look at Lu Keming, and seeing that he was looking at her, she quickly put away her expression and ran quickly towards the warehouse.

Lu Keming then withdrew his gaze, walked slowly to the wooden chair under the corridor in the alley and sat down, raised his hand to support his chin, and slowly closed his eyes.

The embroiderers all lowered their voices, fearing that they would accidentally anger the plague god and have him chop off their heads.

When the sun set, the embroiderers finished changing the pattern of the wedding dress. Then, they terrifiedly woke up the plague god who was sitting in the corridor with his eyes closed, and handed the wedding dress to him.

Lu Keming lowered his eyes and looked at the wedding dress handed to him by the embroiderer. After staring for a long time, under the nervous gaze of the embroiderer, the corners of his mouth finally raised into a faint smile.

"It really is... exactly the same."

The embroiderer heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Young Master, you can go to the inner room to change your clothes and see if they need to be altered."

Lu Keming took the clothes, turned around and walked into the inner room to change into the wedding dress. When the embroiderer saw no one coming out of the room for a long time, she went into the room to check, but there was no one in the room.

The embroiderer stood there in a daze, looking at the empty room, and after a long time she murmured something.

"He is really a plague god."