Quick Wear: All the villains who raised me have been cleansed

"Miss Wanwan, this lotus painting is becoming more and more beautiful!"

"I looked at the dewdrops in the painting and they seemed real, just like a drop of water falling on rice paper."

"Given time, if you sell this painting, it will probably cause a sensation in the capital."

After Xiaoyu came in, she looked at the painting on the table and praised it.

Lin Haoran, who followed in, stopped immediately when he saw the face that looked so much like his mother.

"Auntie Xiaoyu only knows how to praise me. If you keep praising me like this, I might take it seriously and sell the paintings. Wouldn't that make people laugh at me?"

Lin Wanwan pretended to be embarrassed, but did not stop painting.

There are houses under small bridges, and lotus leaves reaching the sky in the lotus pond.

Looking at the painting on paper is like being in it.

It really gives people an immersive feeling.

"Miss, don't underestimate yourself. This painting of yours will probably be sold out as soon as it is put out."

Xiaoyu praised him again, then looked at Lin Haoran at the door calmly.

"Sir, what do you think of Miss Wanwan's painting?"

"Xiaoyu doesn't know much about this. If she can get some guidance from the prince, maybe Miss Wanwan's painting skills can be further improved."

It was not until this time that Lin Wanwan looked up and looked at the man standing at the door.

The man was tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He was wearing a white robe. He was a handsome young man, as beautiful as jade.

"I hope the prince can give me some advice!"

Lin Wanwan bowed to Lin Haoran, which was also what Xiaoyu taught her in the past two days.

Compared to bowing as a way of expressing gratitude in the past, after Xiaoyu's comprehensive guidance over the past few days, Lin Wanwan has mastered the basic etiquette of a lady from a noble family.

Xiaoyu also sighed in her heart that those things can only be mastered by young ladies from aristocratic families after learning them since childhood.

But the person in front of her seemed to be born with a touch of nobility. After only being told once, she was able to imitate him very well.

What Xiaoyu didn’t know was that in other worlds, Lin Wanwan had learned this countless times, so she was naturally very good at it.

But she still had to pretend that she knew nothing and start learning little by little from the beginning.

This is also a life experience. The mood of learning is different every time, so Lin Wanwan does not feel bored.

"Aunt Xiaoyu..."

Lin Haoran was in no mood to give any advice on the painting. He was completely confused.

But I still forced myself to speak, and as soon as I opened my mouth, I realized I had said the wrong thing.

So he quickly forced himself to shift his gaze, and his eyes fell on the painting on the table.

"This lotus painting is lifelike and has a beautiful artistic conception."

"The small bridges, flowing water, and houses, the green lotus leaves reaching the sky, show the endless life, and the feeling of fireworks is hidden in it, which is very wonderful!"

"It would be even better if it could be accompanied by appropriate poetry!"

Lin Haoran pointed to the blank space and put forward his suggestion.

"Your Highness is right, but it's a pity that I have never been to school since I was a child. I can't even read a few words, let alone write poetry."

Lin Wanwan naturally knew that this painting was indeed lacking a poem to add to the artistic conception.

But she couldn't really pick up a pen and write poetry, as that would scare everyone.

The pitiful little white flower that was created before was extremely inconsistent with the actual living conditions of the original owner.

Even though the other party may not doubt her identity based on her appearance, they will always have doubts in their hearts.

So Lin Wanwan planned that, according to the original owner's actual situation, being able to draw well was already her greatest limit.

"What's so difficult about this? Just let the prince write a poem for you!"

"Is that so? Your Highness!"

Xiaoyu had already ground the ink while the two were talking.

Lin Haoran did not hesitate to hear this. He just picked up the brush and started writing. Soon a poem appeared on the paper.

"The spring eye silently cherishes the trickle, the tree shadow shines on the water and loves the gentle sunshine. The little lotus has just revealed its pointed tip, and a dragonfly has already landed on it."

"This poem is from Yang Wanli's Little Pond. I used to like it very much. Today, when I saw what my sister said, I found it very interesting."

Lin Haoran did not compose his own poem, but picked out a famous poem he liked and filled in the blanks.

"Very good, very good. They really complement each other and set off each other very well!"

"Miss Wanwan, if your painting could be sold for 50 taels before, with this poem it can be sold for 100 taels!"

Xiaoyu happily took the drawing paper aside and put it aside to dry first, and then find someone to frame it.

In the past few days, Lin Wanwan has made a lot of paintings. Whenever Xiaoyu finds one that she thinks is good, she will carefully collect it.

Whether you sell it in the future or keep it for your own enjoyment, it will be a very good deal.

"It would be a shame to sell such a good painting!"

Lin Haoran really likes this work, but his mind is more focused on Lin Wanwan.

If this girl said she was not his sister, Lin Haoran would be willing to take off her head and kick it like a ball.

No matter how slow his brain was, he thought of a lot at this time.

The sister in the family who doesn’t look like her own sister, and this sister who looks very much like her own sister.

Which one is the younger sister? You can tell just by looking at their faces.

In addition, her mother had told her before that her sister was stolen away when she was little and exchanged for a life of misery for 16 years.

In addition, Lin Wanwan has a slender figure. Although her face has become more rosy and lustrous after this period of conditioning and care, it is still not plump.

At this moment, no matter how beautiful Lin Wanwan was, and how much she looked like Tian Qing Wanqing, her cheekbones were sunken and her knuckles were distinct.

You can tell at first glance that he is malnourished and looks extremely thin.

"If she didn't have a good foundation and excellent bone structure, someone this thin wouldn't look good."

But Lin Wanwan just gives people a sense of sickly beauty, so beautiful that people are reluctant to speak to her loudly, and so beautiful that people can't bear to criticize her.

I wish I could put all the delicacies in the world in front of her, just hoping that this girl could eat a few more bites and grow some more meat.

"If you like it, you can take it!"

"I have another painting here, it's for the Marquis' wife. The previous painting has been taken away by the Marquis, and this one for the wife has not been given away yet."

"I just happened to ask the prince to take the trouble to help bring this painting to the Marquis' wife!"

Lin Wanwan walked to where the paintings were placed. These paintings had been framed and carefully placed in a painting basket by Xiaoyu.

He accurately picked out one and handed it to Lin Haoran.

"Thank you very much, sister Wanwan. I will definitely bring the painting to you."

"Aunt Xiaoyu, give me the lotus leaf painting later. I'll take it back and frame it myself!"

Lin Haoran was eager to return home and ask his parents what was going on.

Why is the sister raised in the mansion not a sister, but the one outside becomes a sister?

Maybe because they are blood relatives, Lin Haoran knew that Lin Wanwan was a family member the first time he saw her.

This is a feeling that has never appeared with Lin Miaomiao.

"Okay, Prince!"

"Your Highness is so lucky that he got such a good painting right after he arrived. I have been here for several days and haven't gotten a single painting."

When the painting was almost done, Xiaoyu helped to put the paintings away and said with some jealousy.