"How is it? Does the painting look good?"

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

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

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Xiao Yeyang smiled: "If you think it's okay, then 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." She quickly changed the subject, "If this gift of yours is given to my grandmother, she will definitely be happy.

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Xiao Yeyang didn't worry about Daohua's rejection. There will always be opportunities in the future. He smiled and said: "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 handwriting is pretty good, isn't it? Otherwise, why don't you write some words on this portrait?"<

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

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

Daohua frowned: "You made this painting, why don't you also do the inscription together?"

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 have 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."<

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Xiao Yeyang was silent for a moment: "How about this? You think about it first. After you think about it, I will polish the pen for you? This can be regarded as your affection for the old lady."

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

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 that the yard 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."

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

"I won, Third Brother, I am willing to admit defeat. Come on, 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. He 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 the bloodstone can bring good luck to people and prevent bloody disasters. Wearing it on the body can protect the body."

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

Seeing the silly smile on his third brother's face, and the shy yet happy smile of Miss Zhou, 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 while Xiao Yeyang was standing aside polishing ink. The warmth and coziness that filled the air 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 afraid I was that I didn't write it well and the painting would be ruined."
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Xiao Yeyang smiled and said in a doting tone: "What's the matter? It's not worth your nervousness."

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

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 back to his senses, forced a smile on his face, and walked into the study: "What are you doing?"

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

Yan Wenxiu walked over and when he saw the portrait, his face suddenly showed a look of wonder: "I didn't expect that the young prince would have 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 old woman who sells melons."

Looking at the interaction between the two people's eyebrows, Yan Wenxiu felt that his brain was a little dizzy.

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 look at the paintings, 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."
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As he said this, he looked stunned.

"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 looked 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 was about 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 go there with me, so that we can have some fun together."

After saying 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."
Chapter completed!