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Chapter 453, caught red-handed

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    "How's it going? Does the painting still look like it?"

    Xiao Yeyang took Daohua into the study room, and then laid out the portraits he had prepared on the table.

    Daohua walked over, looked at the portrait and nodded: "It's very similar." After saying that, she looked up at Xiao Yeyang and praised, "Xiao Yeyang, your painting skills are getting better and better.  "

    Xiao Yeyang smiled: "If you think it's okay, I'll paint it for you next time too."

    Thinking of her portrait that was still placed in the box in the study, Daohua shook her head: "No need." Then, she quickly changed the topic, "You are going to send this gift to my grandmother, she will definitely be happy.  "

    Xiao Yeyang didn¡¯t dwell on Daohua¡¯s rejection and said with a smile: ¡°I feel relieved when you say that, but¡±

    Daohua: "But what?"

    Xiao Yeyang clicked on the portrait: "Don't you think this painting is too single?"

    Daohua looked at the portrait carefully: "There is only my grandmother in the painting, which seems a bit dull. What should I do? Can you add some scenery to it?"

    Xiao Yeyang shook his head and refused: "If you were to paint a landscape, it would be a bit overwhelming. Well your calligraphy is pretty good, isn't it? Otherwise, why don't you inscribe some words on this portrait?"

    Daohua pondered for a moment and thought this was a good idea: "Then what should I ask?"

    Xiao Yeyang smiled and said, "Whatever you want."

    Daohua frowned: "You made this painting, how about you also do the inscription?"

    Xiao Yeyang: "Why are you so lazy? You don't even want to think about writing some inscriptions for your grandmother."

    Daohua: "It's not like you don't know that I've never been good at poetry. After I give this painting to my grandmother, I will definitely hang it in the room. If the guests see the inscription on it, they will be laughed at."

    ???????

    Daohua thought for a while and said reluctantly: "Okay then."

    Xiao Yeyang smiled: "I'll grind the ink for you." After saying that, he started grinding the ink himself.

    When Yan Wenxiu came back, he saw the courtyard was quiet and called the maid: "The young prince and the third master are gone?"

    The maid shook her head: "No, they are still in the study."

    After Yan Wenxiu heard this, he immediately walked towards the study. As he approached, he heard the excited and cheerful voice of the girl coming from the study.

    "I won, Third Brother, I am willing to admit defeat. Quick, take out your winnings!"

    "Don't worry, I won't break my promise."

    Hearing the voices of Zhou Jingwan and Yan Wentao, Yan Wenxiu looked surprised, subconsciously slowed down his steps, walked to the eaves of the corridor, and looked into the study through the glass window.

    In front of the chess table, Yan Wentao and Zhou Jingwan were sitting in pairs. At this moment, Zhou Jingwan stretched out his right arm, and his third brother was putting a bracelet on the girl's fair wrist.

    "Do you like it?" Yan Wentao looked at Zhou Jingwan nervously. This was the first time he bought something for a girl, and he didn't know if he bought it to his liking.

    Zhou Jingwan nodded with a smile and shook the blood-red bracelet on her wrist: "I like it."

    Yan Wentao looked relaxed: "As long as you like it, this is a bloodstone bracelet. Mr. Wu said that bloodstone can bring good luck to people and prevent bloody disasters. Wearing it on the body can protect yourself."

    Zhou Jingwan smiled and said: "I will always wear it."

    Looking at the silly smile on his third brother¡¯s face and Miss Zhou¡¯s shy yet happy smile, Yan Wenxiu¡¯s temples jumped suddenly, and he murmured: ¡°Why is Miss Zhou in my yard?¡±

    Thinking that the young prince was also in his yard, Yan Wenxiu frowned and walked quickly to the study door. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Daohua and Xiao Yeyang standing in front of the desk.

    Daohua was writing something with a pen, while Xiao Yeyang stood aside and polished ink. The warmth and coziness between the two made Yan Wenxiu stunned again.

    After writing the last word, Daohua put away the pen and smiled brightly at Xiao Yeyang with a relaxed and cheerful expression: "At last, I didn't make any mistakes. You don't know how worried I was that I didn't write it well and the painting would be ruined."

    Xiao Yeyang smiled and said in a doting tone: "What's the matter? It's not worth being so nervous."

    Daohua looked disapproving: "This is your gift to grandma, of course I have to take it seriously."

    Xiao Yeyang was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Yan Wenxiu standing at the door, and he immediately smiled and said, "Wenxiu, why don't you come in?"

    Yan Wenxiu came to his senses and forcibly pulled out his faceWith a smile, he stepped into the study: "What are you doing?"

    Seeing Yan Wenxiu, Daohua hurriedly waved: "Brother, come and have a look. This is a painting Xiao Yeyang made for his grandmother. Does it look like to you?"

    Yan Wenxiu walked over and when he saw the portrait, his face suddenly showed surprise: "I didn't expect that the young prince has such superb painting skills."

    Hearing this, Daohua glanced at Xiao Yeyang in surprise.

    This guy didn¡¯t tell his eldest brother that he could draw?

    Xiao Yeyang ignored Daohua and said with a faint smile: "It's just a random study in my spare time."

    Daohua immediately looked over and said speechlessly: "Xiao Yeyang, are you being modest or bragging?"

    Xiao Yeyang gave her a self-conscious look in return.

    When Daohua saw it, she said, "You are thicker-skinned than the melon seller."

    Looking at the interaction between the two, Yan Wenxiu felt a little dizzy and swollen in his head.

    When did the eldest sister and the young prince become so close?

    When did the third brother fall in love with Sister Zhou?

    ¡°Brother, don¡¯t just focus on looking at the paintings, but also look at the words I wrote.¡±

    Daohua's voice made Yan Wenxiu come back from his thoughts. He looked at the inscription on the portrait and nodded: "Yes, it seems that you have practiced calligraphy well these years and your writing is much better than before."

    As he said that, his expression paused.

    "This is a gift from the young prince to my grandmother. What did you inscribe on it?"

    Daohua: "Because the portrait is too simple, that's why I wrote the inscription on it."

    Seeing that his sister didn¡¯t understand what he meant at all, Yan Wenxiu couldn¡¯t help but want to cover his head.

    The gift that the young prince gave to his grandmother was inscribed by his sister. Is this a gift from the young prince alone, or was it given by both of them?

    If two people send it together, in what name will it be given?

    Seeing that Yan Wenxiu's face was a little ugly, Xiao Yeyang touched his nose and asked with a smile: "Aren't you roasting venison? Why are you back?"

    Yan Wenxiu looked at Xiao Yeyang, his face not very good: "I'm here to invite the young prince to come over."

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Xiao Yeyang wanted to refuse, but Yan Wenxiu said again: "I think it would be quite boring for the young prince and third brother to be here, so you might as well come with me, it will be more lively together."

    As he said that, he looked at Daohua again and said with a straight face.

    "Now that my cousin and the clan sisters Yunxi and Yunyan are in our house, why didn't you entertain them well? Go back to the backyard with Sister Zhou."

    Daohua wanted to say that Yihuan and the others were entertaining her, but seeing her eldest brother¡¯s disgusting expression, he knew enough not to reply, so he called Zhou Jingwan out and left in a hurry.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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