Time Travel: The Noble Family

Princess Wanhe smiled lightly, not expecting Yueyao at such a young age to be devoid of any competitive edge. Thinking of the Guanyin image, Wanhe continued Yueyao’s humble words, "Miss Lian is too modest, I think you and Miss Mu are evenly matched in your scholarly pursuits." Mu Qinglian was indeed remarkable, but in these three competitions, she was outshone by Yueyao.

Lu Yanfan chimed in from the side, "The Commandery Princess speaks the truth."

Mingzhu curled her lip, to say Yueyao was on par with Mu Qinglian really flattered the latter. Fortunately, Mingzhu still retained some sense and dared not voice these thoughts.

The competition had officially come to an end, and Mingzhu led everyone to sit in the garden. Over thirty young ladies chatted away, and Yueyao felt her head buzzing from the side. Finding an excuse to elude the crowd, she found a secluded spot to sit down.

Just as Yueyao breathed a sigh of relief, she heard a laugh, "Miss Lian has come here to steal a moment of leisure, you made me search high and low for you!"

Seeing the person approaching, Yueyao inwardly groaned and stood up respectfully, greeting, "Commandery Princess."

Princess Wanhe took Yueyao’s hand and said, "Why so formal? I’m only a year older than you, just call me sister."

Yueyao wasn’t one to take advantage easily.

Princess Wanhe was exceptionally kind to Yueyao, which kept Yueyao’s heart racing. With such a distinguished status, Princess Wanhe’s warmth surely meant she had a reason. Without knowing Princess Wanhe’s intention, Yueyao dared not let her guard down.

Perhaps noticing Yueyao’s nervousness, Princess Wanhe said with a smile, "Young Sister Lian, my mother adores the Goddess of Mercy, and I hope you can paint a Guanyin Image for my mother."

Yueyao took great care when painting Buddha statues. In her previous life at the Nunnery, she would observe them carefully before painting, and with the Great Grandmaster’s guidance, she could say she could paint the Buddha Statue with her eyes closed.

Relieved by the request, Yueyao knew that painting a Guanyin Image was a minor matter. With the status of Prince Duan’s Mansion, she wouldn’t refuse even if her mind was rusted, "Of course, I can. But if the Princess Consort wishes for it, she must inform me half a month in advance. I must fast for half a month."

Now Wanhe realized that Yueyao’s earlier words were sincere, not merely a pretense. With a smile, she said, "Alright." It was interesting to see that Miss Lian took just as much care painting an image of the Bodhisattva.