Chapter 455 The real daughter has returned, who dares to touch my family?
"Miss Wanwan, this lotus painting is becoming more and more beautiful!"
"When I look at the dewdrops in this painting, they seem to be real, just like a drop of water falling on rice paper."
"Given time, if this painting of yours is sold, 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 in his tracks 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 that, I might take it seriously and sell the painting. Wouldn't that make me a laughing stock?"
Lin Wanwan pretended to be embarrassed, but did not stop painting.
There are houses by the small bridge, flowing water 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's put out."
Xiaoyu praised him again, then looked at Lin Haoran at the door calmly.
"Prince, what do you think of Miss Wanwan's painting?"
"Xiaoyu doesn't know much about this. If she can get guidance from the prince, perhaps 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 me seemed to be born with a touch of nobility. After only being told once, she learned it perfectly.
What Xiaoyu didn’t know was that in other worlds, Lin Wanwan had learned this countless times and was naturally very good at it.
But she still had to pretend that she knew nothing and start learning from the beginning bit by bit.
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 knew I had said the wrong thing.
So he quickly forced himself to shift his gaze, his eyes set 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. It 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. 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 if 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, based on 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 didn't hesitate to hear this. He just picked up the brush and started writing. Soon a poem appeared on the paper.
"The spring water flows silently, cherishing its trickle; the tree's shadow shines on the water, cherishing the gentle sunshine. The little lotus has just revealed its tip, and already a dragonfly has landed on it."
"This poem is from Yang Wanli's Little Pond. I used to like it very much. But when I saw your words today, I found them quite interesting."
Lin Haoran did not compose his own poem, but picked a famous poem he liked and filled it in.
"Very good, very good. They really complement each other and create a very interesting contrast!"
"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. She would find someone to frame it later.
In the past few days, Lin Wanwan has made a lot of paintings. Whenever Xiaoyu finds one that she likes, she will carefully collect it.
Whether you sell it in the future or keep it for your own enjoyment, it will be a great find.
"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.
Even if his brain was slow, he still thought of a lot at this time.
The sister at home who doesn’t look like my own sister, and this sister who looks exactly like my own sister.
Which one is the younger sister? You can tell by looking at their faces.
In addition, her mother had told her before that her sister was stolen away when she was young and exchanged for a miserable life 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.
It's obvious that he is malnourished and looks very thin.
"If she didn't have a good foundation and excellent bone structure, she wouldn't look good on such a thin person."
But Lin Wanwan just gives people a kind of sickly beauty, so beautiful that people don't want to talk to her loudly, and so beautiful that people can't bear to criticize her.
I wish I could bring all the delicacies in the world to her, hoping that this girl could eat a few more bites and grow 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 hasn't been given away yet."
"I'd like 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 so much, Sister Wanwan. I will definitely bring the painting to you."
"Aunt Xiaoyu, give me that 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 one of his own the first time he saw her.
This is a feeling that has never appeared with Lin Miaomiao.
"Okay, Prince!"
"Your Highness is so lucky to have received such a wonderful painting right after your arrival. I've been here for several days and haven't gotten a single one."
When the painting was almost done, Xiaoyu helped to put it away and said something with some jealousy.
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