With the system traveling through time, the queen always becomes a mother painlessly

"Ah... my clothes..." Zhao Rongrong screamed and jumped up.

She angrily questioned Nan Yan, "Nan Yan, why did you throw the inkstone at me?"

Everyone looked over.

Nan Yan stood up slowly, her tone puzzled.

"I don't know why Miss Zhao's inkstone suddenly flew over to me. I saw it was going to hit my painting, so I blocked it with a plate. I didn't expect it to hit you. I'm really sorry."

Zhao Rongrong was so angry that her face turned red, but she didn't know how to refute.

Zhao Qingqing knew at a glance what Zhao Rongrong wanted to do. Afraid that so many people would notice something, she hurried over and looked at Nan Yan with a slightly apologetic look.

"Miss Nan, I'm sorry. Rongrong was wearing her favorite dress today. Now she looked like this, so she was a little excited and offended you. I hope Miss Nan will be magnanimous and not blame me."

After that, she turned around and shouted, "Rongrong, hurry up and apologize to Miss Nan."

Zhao Rongrong also knew that she was too excited. She suppressed the anger on her face, bit her lip and said, "Miss Nan, I'm sorry."

Before Nan Yan could speak, Zhao Qingqing said to the maid beside her, "Hurry up and take the second young lady downstairs to dress up."

Their movements were so fast that it seemed as if they had practiced them countless times.

She also covered up the fact that Yan flew over here for no apparent reason.

Zhao Rongrong has already been taken away by the maid. If Nan Yan continues to care about something, it would seem like she is being petty.

However, there is still a long way to go.

Nan Yan met Zhao Qingqing's gaze and suddenly chuckled, "Then remember to tell Miss Zhao Er to keep an eye on the things on her desk in the future, and don't shoot yourself in the foot again."

After saying this, she didn't even look at Zhao Qingqing's reaction and turned around to continue painting.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingqing's face froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

She smiled gently at the glances coming her way, "Sorry, Rongrong accidentally glanced at the inkstone just now and disturbed everyone. Let's continue."

As she left, her eyes glanced lightly at Nan Yan's painting.

When he turned around, his face turned very ugly.

She originally blamed Zhao Rongrong for being too impulsive, but now when she saw Nan Yan's painting, she wished that Zhao Rongrong's inkstone would hit Nan Yan's painting directly.

She was also painting today. She was very confident that she could take the first place among the women. After all, there were several top scholars from Jinling Academy here today, so it was normal for her to be defeated.

But after seeing Nan Yan's paintings, she knew that Nan Yan must be the winner today. Her paintings were even better than those of the famous scholars.

Although Rongrong's matter today was just mentioned by her in one sentence, if there was any problem with Nan Yan's painting today, everyone would definitely think of what Rongrong was going to do.

After all, no one present is a fool.

At the men's table, a man in black clothes beside Ruan Shaoling was whispering in his ear.

"Shao Ling, I didn't expect Miss Nan to be quite capable. Look at the two sisters from the Zhao family, their faces are twisted with anger."

He has a handsome and elegant appearance, but the smirk on his face proves that he is not the elegant scholar he appears to be.

He is Ruan Shaoling’s good friend, Gu Yan.

They are friends who grew up together and happen to both like business.

"So many women have suffered at the hands of these two sisters. This younger sister has been kept in seclusion for a long time. It seems that she has not been trained to have the character of a little white rabbit."

Ruan Shaoling was always paying attention to Nan Yan, so he naturally saw the maid beside Zhao Rongrong deliberately throwing the inkstone in an attempt to destroy her cousin's painting.

He was about to make a move and had the stone in his hand, but he didn't expect his cousin to be one step faster than him.

Hearing Gu Yan's words, Ruan Shaoling raised his head, feeling a little proud.

"Don't you see whose sister that is? Are people from our Ruan family the kind of little white rabbits that can be bullied by others?"

Gu Yan is the only child in his family and he wanted a delicate and soft little sister the most. He curled his lips when he saw Ruan Shaoling's asking for a beating.

Deliberately said: "She is not my biological sister. Besides, she is from the Nan family."

Ruan Shaoling was furious.

"Yan'er has grown up in our family like a real sister, and I am the brother who has been with her the longest."

"My aunt is from the Ruan family, so naturally her daughter is also from the Ruan family."

"Okay, okay, she's your sister and a member of the Ruan family." Gu Yan said perfunctorily.

He looked at the woman opposite him who was painting seriously. At this moment, she had a focused expression, and the light and shadow shone on her face through the gaps in the peach blossoms, adding a bit of mystery.

She was like a painting, and many men present were secretly looking at her.

At this moment, a sentence came to his mind.

My lady, my gentleman is good.

Thinking of his mother at home urging him to get married, an idea suddenly popped into Gu Yan's mind.

He raised his elbow and nudged Ruan Shaoling, then leaned over and whispered, "Shaoling, Sister Yan'er is seventeen years old now, right?"

Ruan Shaoling turned around suddenly, looking at him like a thief, "Don't try to get Yan'er. Yan'er is not in good health, so she needs to be well taken care of in our house. She won't marry anyone else."

Although Gu Yan is his good friend, clean and kind, and his elders are also kind, Ruan Shaoling feels that his sister is the best and no one is worthy of her.

Even good brothers can’t do that.

When Gu Yan heard Ruan Shaoling say this, he quickly retorted, "Although my family is not as rich as the Ruan family, it is not bad either. We can afford to support Sister Yan'er."

Ruan Shaoling refused without hesitation, "No!"

"Why doesn't it work?" Gu Yan wanted to know the reason.

Ruan Shaoling didn't dare to tell the truth, because Gu Yan, the chatterbox, knew that he felt he was not worthy of Yan'er and would definitely complain for a while.

"Stop talking and go write your poem."

"My poem is finished."

"Don't talk, I haven't finished my poem yet."

……

When Zhao Rongrong came back, the game was over.

The poems and paintings had been collected, and it was time for lunch, so everyone moved to the front yard to have lunch.

After lunch, everyone gathered together to judge today's poems and paintings.

"This peach blossom painting is lifelike, with soft colors and delicate brushstrokes."

"When I saw the painting, it seemed almost the same as the peach blossoms I saw today. It shows how good the painting skills are. Not bad, not bad."

"..."

When Zhao Qingqing heard her painting being praised, the corners of her mouth curved up. Although her smile was not exaggerated, it was more sincere than her usual smile.

The peach blossom painting was put aside, and everyone continued to look at other poems and paintings.

Suddenly, one of them began to stutter excitedly.

"This... this painting..."

Hearing someone stutter, everyone looked at the painting on the table curiously.

"hiss!"

"Great painting, great painting, detailed and beautifully matched colors.

"Beautiful mountains and beautiful waters. Is there such a paradise on earth? I wonder where this place is?"

"It's so lifelike. I seem to see the overlapping mountains and clear water through the painting."

"This painting has a strong brushstroke, which shows the high level of painting skills."

"It's like a masterpiece, and I don't know who created it."

"..."

A group of talented men and beautiful women gathered together and praised Nan Yan's paintings highly.