Things went as Bai had predicted.

The paintings these old women create are just as vulgar as the patterns they embroider.

The entire sheet of paper was covered in color, with no blank space at all. The paintings depicted chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, magpies, farmhouses, fields, and fishing.

There is absolutely no artistic conception to speak of.

Yi Sheng, however, was full of praise: "Can you feel their beauty? The use of color and composition were all arranged by themselves. Everything is painted so lifelike, simple and touching."

Bai: "..."

She felt no sense of beauty whatsoever!

She only sensed Yi Sheng's indifference towards her.

He would rather spend his free time on a group of old women than on her.

This is an insult to her.

When Yi Sheng praised her for what felt like the umpteenth time, she finally lost her temper and snapped at him.

"Drawing, drawing, drawing! All you do is teach them to draw, have you ever thought about how I need company? Can't you spend a little time on me? Do you find even looking at me disgusting?"

Yi Sheng was dumbfounded.

After a while, he replied, "I didn't mean to ignore you, I just really think they are very talented and I want to help them."

"You weren't like this before!"

Bai looked accusing.

“No matter what I did before, you would always be there for me, and your eyes were always only on me.”

She was telling the truth, but the protagonist wasn't her; it was that bitch.

When Yi Sheng was with that bitch, he always revolved around her. How come he changed his personality when he was with her?

Is she really that unattractive?

The men of this small noble family were all completely infatuated with her, wishing they could devour her whole.

Yi Sheng remained silent for a moment.

He really didn't want to be with Bai Shi; he always felt that she wasn't seeing him, but someone else.

Perhaps he and she had a really good relationship in the past, so good that they were inseparable.

But that person is no longer there.

He has no feelings for her now, even though she is very beautiful and well-maintained.

He felt that doing anything else was more enjoyable than being with her.

"I'm sorry, I may never be the person you expect me to be again."

He said to the Bai family.

"Even if you can't accept it, I can't change back. If you can't live with me anymore, let's get a divorce."

Bai: "..."

What was she after planning all these years?

The person she finally managed to get had not only changed beyond recognition, but also tried to abandon her.

Why is God treating her like this? Doesn't she deserve true love?

She refused to believe this superstition.

She clutched her chest, looking at Yi Sheng with a hurt expression: "We've shared a bed for so many years, and just because you've lost your memory and don't remember me, you're going to abandon me?"

Yi Sheng shook his head: "I just don't want you to suffer. Maybe you'll be happier with someone else."

"Who else could I love besides you?"

Bai said sadly.

That's easy for you to say. If she were interested in someone else, would she have been so persistent for over twenty years?

Yi Sheng sighed.

He didn't know how to comfort the person in front of him, so he remained silent.

After this incident, he was even less willing to be alone with Bai Shi and preferred to spend more time with those old ladies.

They are really talented.

He simply gave them some basic guidance, letting them know what elements painting involves, and they created a series of vivid works of art.

Bai may not have appreciated the beauty of these paintings, but others certainly did.

A scholar who was visiting the Xiaoshi family happened to see these works displayed in his study, and he loved them so much that he bought three of them.

One hundred taels of silver per painting.

When he handed the silver to the old ladies, they were all incredulous.

"Mr. He, did someone really buy our painting and pay so much money?"

Only after Yi Sheng confirmed it several times did they believe it.

"Oh, thank you so much, Mr. He. I never expected our paintings would actually sell."

“This earns much more money than embroidery. Mr. He was right.”

"Now let's see who dares to say that it's a pipe dream for me to learn to paint at my age."

"..."

They then shared the good news with their relatives and friends, and the word spread quickly, attracting even more people to learn painting from Yi Sheng.

Yi Sheng was so busy that he unconsciously forgot about Bai Shi.

Bai's resentment grew stronger day by day.

I finally made up my mind.

"Wipe Yi Sheng's memory again."

She thought to herself.

Even if she washes herself into an idiot, she'll accept it.

Anyway, this Yi Sheng isn't much better than an idiot.

...

At the same time, Princess Zhaoyang was visiting the newly completed academy in Baihe Prefecture.

Yi Sheng has been missing for over a month.

There is still no news.

She lived like a zombie every day, spending her time either listening to search reports or spacing out.

Ouyang Xiuqi was worried that she would get sick from being bored, so he specially invited her to attend the completion ceremony, saying that the book's design used many interesting tribal specialties and was worth seeing.

Princess Zhaoyang then arrived.

Otherwise, if she stayed home alone, she would always think of Qingxian.

The thought of his uncertain fate makes me feel like I'm standing in mid-air, and I'm terribly panicked.

"This is Bai A ethnic embroidery. They love everyday themes, usually embroidering scenes of farming, fishing, and feeding chickens."

The newly appointed headmaster of the academy introduced himself.

"There is another painting here, painted by an old woman from the Bai ethnic group, on the same theme."

Princess Zhaoyang stopped in front of the painting.

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