A short night is hard to please! A stunningly handsome prince dotes on her exclusively.

"That's right! Those in the capital who love calligraphy and painting often gather at Hongru Hall every day to discuss various paintings and calligraphy. However, most of them are men, which is why I didn't lead you upstairs, Miss."

This sounds like one of those interest groups in college!

"In that case, I would like to trouble you to find me a skilled artist."

"Yes, Miss, please wait a moment."

"Ouch!"

The young waiter was very enthusiastic. As he walked out the door, he bumped into a man. The man was dressed in a blue robe, slender, with delicate features, and was smiling at the young waiter.

"He Yi, why are you in such a panic?"

"Ah! Young master, a young lady just came by, saying she wants to find the most skilled painter to teach her to paint, so I thought of going to Hongru Hall to invite Mr. Li."

The waiter, called He Yi, suddenly slapped his forehead and said with a beaming smile, "Young master, Mr. Li is currently enjoying the painting 'Eight Horses Hunting Together' with his guests! I don't think we need to trouble Mr. Li upstairs. With your talent and recent leisure time, why don't you go and teach that young lady a lesson..."

As he spoke, he leaned forward, feigning mystery, and said, "Young master, that young lady is so delicate and beautiful, and her manners are very polite and courteous. She seems to be from a wealthy family and doesn't look like she's married. Young master, you're not married either, so in my opinion..."

He smiled brightly and excitedly, but the man called "Young Master" tapped him on the head with a folding fan and said seriously, "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to invite Mr. Li, then go upstairs and invite him. I'm going back to my residence."

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave, but He Yi quickly grabbed his arm and said in a gentle tone, "Young master, I misspoke. You see, Mr. Li is busy, and I don't want that young lady to wait too long. Please, do me a favor and go and teach that young lady for a few days!"

He had a good impression of Xin Moyan and thought that his young master was indeed elegant. If the two of them got to know each other, even if they could not get married, his young master could meet some new faces and not have to deal with calligraphy and painting all day long.

Seeing his ingratiating appearance, Liu Fuchen could only chuckle helplessly and said lightly, "Very well, this young master will go with you to take a look."

Xin Moyan didn't sit and wait. Instead, she walked around the studio, idly looking at the paintings and calligraphy. She didn't understand them very well, but she felt that each had its own style and they were probably not by the same person. She was admiring a painting of bamboo at night when she suddenly heard a soft footstep. She quickly turned around and looked.

As she turned around, Liu Fuchen caught a glimpse of her face. He never imagined that such a beautiful woman existed in the world. Her eyes were smiling, her gaze flowing like gentle spring water, her face was as fair as a peach blossom, and her lips were red and her teeth were white. Even without makeup, she exuded a down-to-earth charm, unlike the captivating but lifeless beauties in paintings.

Xin Moyan was also secretly observing the man in front of her. He was dressed in a light blue robe, and his body appeared slightly thin and frail under the wide robe. His face was handsome and refined, with gentle and delicate features. His facial features were very well-proportioned, and his skin was fair. He looked like a noble young master who rarely went out. His steps were elegant and slow as he approached her. She couldn't help but sigh that the capital city was really lucky. She could meet handsome men everywhere she went. She also thought of the phrase "autumn water as spirit and jade as bone".

He Yi hurriedly stepped forward and introduced to Xin Moyan: "Miss, this is my young master, who is also the owner of Chunyi Pavilion. Don't underestimate my young master because of his young age; his calligraphy and painting skills are unparalleled in the capital!"

He boasted as he introduced himself, his face growing increasingly proud and self-satisfied. Liu Fuchen simply shook his head slightly, a hint of helplessness in his smile.

“Miss, my surname is Liu. I heard from He Yi that you wish to commission a painter to create a painting. I am not very talented, but I know a little about ink painting. Could you please explain to me in detail so that I can understand your request?”

Liu Fuchen's voice, like his appearance, was clear and pleasant to the ear, with a soft and natural tone, like a gentle breeze caressing the willows and lightly sweeping over the heart.

Hearing his warm and friendly tone, Xin Moyan returned a very polite smile and said, "Young Master Liu, hello. I don't know how to paint, but my aunt's birthday is coming soon, and I would like to paint a picture myself to celebrate her birthday. I wonder if Young Master Liu could help me?"

Seeing her smiling eyes, Liu Fuchen felt a sense of goodwill towards her. He raised his hand slightly, gesturing for her to sit down and chat, and then began to analyze the situation for her in a serious manner.

"To paint a picture by hand for your aunt's birthday, Miss must be extremely filial to your elders. If you have no prior experience in painting and want to finish the work as soon as possible, you will have to put in more effort, or perhaps spend more time at Chunyi Pavilion during the day. By the way, what kind of painting does Miss want to paint? Miss is not experienced enough. If you choose something with a complex and varied style, I'm afraid you will not achieve the desired result if you rush it."

“My aunt has always enjoyed chanting Buddhist scriptures. I want to paint a portrait of a Bodhisattva. It doesn’t need to be too complicated or fancy. The Bodhisattva is compassionate with gentle eyes and kind brows. I only wish that the painting I make will be gentle and natural when viewed from afar. When people see the Bodhisattva, they will think of my aunt.”

Hearing her words, Liu Fuchen's eyes were full of admiration. He never expected that such a beautiful woman would be so delicate and considerate, even being so filial to her aunt. He wondered how happy her friends must be.

“The Bodhisattva lowers her eyebrows, gentle and dignified. All the forms she manifests are wondrous Dharma and compassion. If one were to offer this as a birthday gift, it would be the best choice.”

"Well then, may I ask, Young Master Liu, how should I begin writing this? I only wish for a vivid and descriptive piece, and the price is negotiable."

Upon hearing her words, Liu Fuchen chuckled and continued, "I see that Miss has an exceptional temperament and must be of extraordinary status. The price should be based on market prices. Chunyi Pavilion will not set prices arbitrarily. If Miss trusts me, then I will take care of Miss's request."

Xin Moyan's eyebrows instantly rose, and she said happily, "Great! I trust Young Master Liu. But is three days enough time?"

"If it's only three days, Miss will need to stay at Chunyi Pavilion all day. I have a general idea in mind. On the first day, I will sketch the overall figure and appearance of the Bodhisattva. On the second day, I will draw the details of her facial features and clothing. On the third day, I can start coloring. According to this plan, from today to tomorrow and the day after, I think it will satisfy Miss."

Liu Fuchen pursed his lips and nodded slightly. Seeing her gentle smile, his mood also improved considerably.

"Alright! Let's begin! But I've never painted before, so please don't find me foolish, Young Master Liu."

"Hehe~ Miss, there's no need to be modest. In my opinion, you are quite intelligent!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Young Master Liu."

“Miss, then let’s go to the Qingyu Pavilion on the third floor. It is my private studio, where there will be no noise from others, so you can paint in peace.”

Since a man and a woman were alone in a room, she thought for a moment and then said, "Young master, may my maid accompany me?"

"Of course, please come with me."