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

At 2:45 PM, she and Cailian arrived at Chunyi Pavilion on time. Xin Moling originally wanted to come along, but she couldn't persuade her sister otherwise, so she had to give up and ordered two guards from the manor to accompany them.

"Hey, He Yi, could you take those two guards to the side to rest?"

"Okay, Miss Mo Yan."

After all, Qingyu Pavilion was Liu Fuchen's private studio, so it wouldn't be appropriate to have them all go inside and wait. Xin Moyan then asked He Yi to take them aside to rest, and they could go home together after the painting was finished.

"Mo Yan, you're here?"

Liu Fuchen was already waiting in the studio. When he saw the two of them enter, his tone became somewhat excited, and he looked at them with gentle eyes.

"Fu Chen, do you need to rest for a bit?"

Only a little over an hour had passed, and she felt that Fu Chen must not have rested at all.

Liu Fuchen smiled faintly, reached out and pulled the small bamboo stool next to the easel to her, gesturing for her to sit down and talk.

“I don’t need to rest. In the past, when I was painting, if I had deep feelings, I would sometimes paint for more than ten hours without closing my eyes. Let alone today, I have only guided you for two hours. You are also intelligent, so there is no need to spend much energy.”

Xin Moyan slowly sat down in front of the easel, and smiled, "Hehe~ Don't praise me too much, or I'll get arrogant."

His face still wore a gentle smile. He took out a fine white magnolia-colored brush with purple bristles from the side and handed it to Xin Moyan. Then, he casually picked up another brush and said earnestly, "Moyan, the basic outline of the Bodhisattva statue is complete. Now I will teach you how to draw the fine lines. Here, hold this brush. Watch me hold it..."

She imitated Liu Fuchen's grip and lightly sketched on the blank Xuan paper, the lines flowing naturally and gracefully.

Seeing this, Liu Fuchen nodded in satisfaction behind her.

The figure of the Bodhisattva is relatively easy to outline, so the morning was quite relaxed and enjoyable. However, the details require careful and meticulous outlining with a fine brush. Xin Moyan had no painting experience, so it was inevitably a bit strenuous and difficult. Even a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead without her noticing.

Seeing that she was so nervous that she was even breathing carefully, Liu Fuchen burst out laughing.

"Mo Yan, there's no need to be so nervous. You've already learned and painted at an extremely fast pace. Depicting clothing and facial features was originally for tomorrow, but you've already done a lot of work in advance. I'm sure you'll be more relaxed and natural tomorrow."

Taking the handkerchief Cai Lian handed her, Xin Moyan wiped the sweat from her face and gave him a slight smile, her clear eyes showing a hint of embarrassment.

"I have no experience. My aunt's birthday is approaching, so I can't help but feel anxious about the success or failure of this painting. I'm also afraid that if I don't paint it well, I'll become a laughing stock."

"How could that be? Mo Yan is the most intelligent and studious person I have ever met. Don't rush. With this painting speed, it should be completed in less than a day. Once the ink is slightly dry, you can start coloring and adding a frame. This gift will surely be unique."

"Hehe~ Thank you for your compliment, Fu Chen. It's getting late, and my elder brother at home is worried about me, so I'll take my leave now. See you tomorrow."

After Xin Moyan finished speaking, she slowly got up. She had been sitting for an afternoon, and her body was inevitably a little sore. She also thought that Liu Fuchen was an ancient person after all, and it was not appropriate to stretch in front of him. She decided to wait until she got on the carriage before doing so.

"Okay, take care, Mo Yan!"

Liu Fuchen escorted the master and servant downstairs. He originally wanted to see them to the door, but Xin Moyan refused, as she disliked such formalities.

Having been in ancient times for so long, this was the first time she had felt so fulfilled. Although she had been drawing all day and her whole body ached, it was quite interesting, and Fu Chen seemed like a very nice person.

"Yan'er!"

Before they even arrived home, Xin Moling was already standing at the door waiting for his sister. He was thinking that if Yan'er was interested in painting, he would invite a painter to the mansion to teach her another day. He was really worried about letting her go out alone.

"Brother~"

Lifting the curtain, Xin Moyan peeked out and saw her brother's figure. Remembering that she had learned to paint today and met Fu Chen, she excitedly jumped out of the car.

Upon seeing this, Xin Moling's heart skipped a beat, and she rushed over in fright.

"Yan'er, don't be so reckless next time. What if you fall?"

"Hehe~ It's okay, Yan'er is confident."

Seeing her cling to his arm in a flattering manner, Xin Moling's worried expression gradually eased, and the brother and sister walked together into the mansion.

"Yan'er, how did you feel about painting today?"

“Brother, the Six Arts of a Gentleman and the Eight Elegances of a Woman have been admired by people since ancient times. I have never learned these before, but I find them interesting today. There are so many different interpretations and intricacies.”

"Yes, if Yan'er likes it, after this painting is finished, I will invite a famous teacher to come to our manor to teach Yan'er painting skills."

"No need! Yan'er just had a sudden urge this time. Brother, I've been writing for a long time today, my hand is so sore, and I'm so hungry. Let's go have dinner!"

"Hehehe~ Brother has prepared dinner. After dinner, brother will take that Songyu Soft Cream and carefully apply it to Yan'er. It has a very good effect on reducing swelling and relieving pain. Painting is fine, but you can't hurt your body."

"Hehe~ It's so good to have an older brother..."

Yunxianglou

The woman rubbed her swollen cheeks, glaring angrily at the two people in front of her, master and servant.

"Do you know you were wrong?"

"What's wrong with me?"

The man snorted coldly, his gaze toward Hua Buyu growing even colder.

“I told you not to provoke Xin Moyan, but you not only ignored me, you almost let her be attacked by villains. Hua Buyu, I told you not to cause trouble in Yuanqi. I don’t want to get involved with the royal family.”

Hua Buyu pouted instantly and muttered under her breath, "Only officials are allowed to set fires, while commoners are forbidden to light lamps. They say they don't want to provoke the royal family, but who knows who has stepped in to help them time and time again? Don't think I don't know, my eyes are wide open!"

"Oh? Your eyes are so bright? Why don't you let Fei'er dig them out and take a look?"

His voice trailed off as he stared meaningfully at Hua Buyu's face.

Upon hearing this, Fei'e's expression instantly became excited. If Hua Buyu were to say another word, he would immediately take action, and the dagger would be in his hand.

Seeing their resolute indifference, Hua Buyu burst into tears.

"You...you all bully me, waaaaah~ I'm so pitiful! I'm just a nobody's little blade of grass, wandering around aimlessly, and now they're even going to gouge out my eyes, waaaaah~"

The two of them tugged at the corners of their mouths. Hua Buyu only knew this trick when she got into trouble. It was only because of her sins back then that she was saved.

After a long while, once the woman had finished crying, he said, "In a few days it will be the Empress Dowager's birthday. You must not cause any more trouble."

"That……"

"You are not allowed to look for Xin Moyan."

"...Why don't you go to a fortune teller?"