Feng Lingyan gently stroked the rare copy, unable to let it go. She looked up at Duan Yunfei and nodded, saying, "In the history of Laifeng Country, there was a calligrapher named Wuhen. His calligraphy resembled a dragon soaring through the heavens, a phoenix soaring across the sky, and like flowing water in the mountains, ethereal and elegant. This book not only carries Wuhen's masterpiece, but also records her inner journey. Its preciousness is truly inestimable."
Then, Feng Lingyan narrated the legendary story of the calligraphy master, the unique charm of his calligraphy and the rarity and preciousness of the book in an infatuated manner, as if bringing Duan Yunfei into an art world full of the fragrance of ink.
When Nalan Yunzhi saw this scene, a ripple of jealousy arose in his heart.
In the past, Nalan Yunzhi, in order to win Feng Lingyan's favor, deliberately catered to her interests. Even though she had no interest in music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, she pretended to be passionate about them and often recited poems, painted, played the zither, and wrote with Feng Lingyan.
However, Duan Yunfei now did the opposite, pretending to know nothing and asking Feng Lingyan for advice. As expected, the naive Feng Lingyan really fell into her trap...
Nalan Yunzhi, who was determined to rescue Feng Lingyan from the predicament, glared at Duan Yunfei fiercely, gnashing his teeth in his heart, and decided to pursue Feng Lingyan even harder.
"Second Young Master Feng, this rare copy is truly unremarkable. I can collect as many as you desire. Why don't we go to the clothing store together? I heard Ling Qingyifang has recently introduced many new styles, as well as a wide variety of baby swaddling clothes, clothing, shoes, and socks. It's a dazzling array, with everything you need..."
Nalan Yunzhi thought secretly in his heart that Feng Lingyan loved their daughter very much, and now their royal husband had just given birth to twins, so he must love his grandchildren very much.
Feng Lingyan's heart was moved. However, before he could respond, Duan Yunfei interrupted, "Mr. Wang, you are of noble status. How can you wander the streets? It would be best to return home and rest as soon as possible."
Nalan Yunzhi glared at Duan Yunfei angrily, but because Feng Lingyan was present, she could only suppress her anger.
At this moment, the shopkeeper of the bookstore finally finished the work at hand, and her eyes inadvertently swept across Nalan Yunzhi. She couldn't help but wonder in her heart: "Huh? Why is this woman who imitates the emperor's calligraphy and paintings here again? Could it be that she wants to use this place to sell her so-called calligraphy and paintings?" Thinking of this, the shopkeeper's face instantly became extremely gloomy.
She put her hands on her hips and angrily scolded Nalan Yunzhi, "Hey, how can you be so shameless! I've told you before that your calligraphy and paintings are just a pile of rubbish. No one would want them even if you gave them away for free! We will definitely not help you sell this kind of stuff..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Lingyan and Duan Yunfei, who were standing by, couldn't help but feel a jolt in their hearts. They both glanced at the shopkeeper, then at Nalan Yunzhi, and silently lit a row of white candles for the shopkeeper...
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