Not long after, Yun Zimo took the painting and followed Chu Yi and Yun Xiyue back to the pavilion.

Everyone hurriedly gathered around to meet Li. But Yun Huan sat in a corner, looking at the reflection of the moon in the lake, as if he wanted to see the reflection into a flower.

Chu Yi looked at Yun Huan with hatred, but she remained indifferent.

Yun Daiyue groaned dissatisfied: "After all, I grew up in the countryside, and there are no rules or regulations."

Yun Huan was indifferent.

She can marry anyone. Originally, she had no objection to marrying the prince, but before they got married, he got involved with her sister. How could she be embarrassed? Just now, she decided not to marry this man. Therefore, for

He didn't even bother to deal with it.

"Second sister, don't talk nonsense." Yun Xiyue turned to Chu Yi with a drink, slapped Qian'er, and said: "Your Highness, the third sister has been living in another courtyard since she was a child, and there are some people who don't understand etiquette. I hope that Your Highness will

Don't be offended."

"Yue'er is kind. That's all, I won't get angry with people who don't matter." Chu Yi said, pulling Yun Xiyue and sitting down on the stone bench, and said: "Zimo, don't you want to look at the moon?"

My sister's paintings? Let everyone see the style of my most talented woman in the Eastern Chu Kingdom!"

The sentence "it doesn't matter" undoubtedly made everyone see the form clearly.

When Yun Zimo spread out the scroll on the stone table, everyone looked surprised.

In the painting, drizzle is hazy, two water lilies, one in full bloom and one in bud, are clinging to a lotus leaf, occupying most of the lower left corner. Two ink-colored carps are playing in the water. In the distance, there is a long embankment, cloisters, pavilions, and weeping willows.

"Wonderful work!" Liu Yan praised: "The composition is grand, the brushwork is clever, and it is quite a bit like Mr. Xiaoyao. Although the brushwork of Miss Yun's painting is not as good as Mr. Xiaoyao, the light color treatment of water lilies is

Just right.”

"Young Master Liu is so complimentary." Yun Xiyue said modestly.

Yun Xiyue knew that her painting skills could only be considered above average. They were probably complimenting her so much just for the prince's sake. Despite this, Yun Xiyue was still very proud. She knew very well that as long as she caught the man in front of her,

, she will get more, stand higher, and see further! Therefore, Chu Yi likes Mr. Xiaoyao's paintings, so she caters to him and spends a lot of time working on his painting skills.

Yun Huan glanced at it casually, then took the entire painting into his eyes, and gently pulled the corner of his mouth with a mocking arc.

Her expression was just seen by Chu Yi. Just as she was about to make some sarcasm, a young man with a handsome face, tall figure and purple robe came to the pavilion and said with a playful smile: "Oh, how can you be so tall as Brother Liu?"

I would like to see what a masterpiece it is."

Everyone wanted to salute him, but he waved his hand carelessly, grabbed the painting on the table, and criticized unceremoniously: "I used the pen too carefully, the raindrops were a little messy, and the lotus light color treatment was superfluous."

Disgusted."

His blunt words made Yun Xiyue blush, twisting the silk in her hands, and her eyes were filled with mist, as if water was about to drip out.

His evaluation coincided with what Yun Huan was thinking, and Yun Huan couldn't help but take a second look at him.

The prince who likes to wear purple robes in the Eastern Chu Kingdom must be Prince Xuan, Chu Xun! He has bright eyebrows, starry eyes, a beautiful nose and white teeth.

As if feeling something, Chu Xun raised his eyes from the painting, just in time to meet hers.

Chu Xun was stunned for a moment. Putting aside her ordinary appearance, she really had a pair of beautiful eyes. Those eyes were as clear and bright as a deep pool. Looking at the entire Eastern Chu Kingdom, I'm afraid I can't find anything like this.

A pair of eyes that are not stained by dust.

However, he had an illusion that these eyes had the magical power to understand things in the world!

Withdrawing his gaze, Chu Xun said again: "I have had the honor to see Master Xiaoyao's "The Picture of Plantains Raining at Night". The whole text is freehand with splashes of ink, and the brushstrokes are free and unrestrained. It is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. It is comparable to Master Xiaoyao at this level."

It would be too far-fetched to compare."
Chapter completed!