The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 142
"It's just for fun." Nie Zhaoyang knew that his painting skills were not bad, so he decided to use his paintings to open the weapon to join the circle of this famous young lady when he first came to the He family school. Suddenly, he raised his face and smiled modestly at the girl in front of him.

"It's just for fun! Then my paintings will be invisible!" The heroic girl looked at the painting by Nie Zhaoyang with envy, and was amazed again and again.

On the snow-white and clean rice paper, the morning light on the side of the lake outside the window has begun to take shape through Nie Zhaoyang's brushes of different lengths, soft and hard. The gray-brown rockery built by the mountains, and the faint golden morning sun.

Although this painting is not full of images, it is better in bright colors and bold strokes. Compared with those black and white paintings that I have seen before, this painting is very fresh and interesting to my eyes.

"It's just that the colors are bright and bold. It's nothing." Nie Zhaoyang smiled and stood up to get out of the way, so that the girl in front of him could see the painting more clearly.

"I'm from Changping Hou's family. My name is Duan Yuexin. What's your name?" Nie Zhaoyang's smile was very bright, and he admitted frankly that he was better than using color. His down-to-earth appearance made this heroic The girl felt good, so she put away her gaze from the painting and introduced herself to Nie Zhaoyang openly.

"Hi Miss Duan San." Ever since he decided to study in the He family, Nie Zhaoyang pestered the nurse in charge of Prince Rong's mansion to get to know the girls who went to the He family school, and probably wrote down the identities and backgrounds of the girls in the school. At this moment, after hearing Duan Yuexin's self-report, Nie Zhaoyang immediately connected the identity of the girl in his impression with the real person in front of him, and politely bowed to Duan Yuexin, "I am Nie Zhaoyang from the Rongwang Palace. It's the elder sister of the mansion."

"It turns out to be the eldest lady of Rongwang's mansion. I know the other three ladies in your family, but I have never seen you alone. Did you just come to Beijing from another place?" Duan Yuexin smiled and turned her gaze to the painting again. asked indifferently.

"My young lady is not in good health. She used to stay in the mansion and study on her own. Now that she is well, she has to go to school at the mansion." Before Nie Zhaoyang could speak, Yuxin replied with a smile.Before coming to school, Aunt Yue and Nanny Lan explained how to deal with others' curiosity about Nie Zhaoyang not having gone to school before.

"Oh." Duan Yuexin's attention had long been attracted by this distinctive painting, and she just nodded slightly to Yuxin's answer, and didn't ask any more questions.

"Miss Duan San also likes painting?" Seeing Duan Yuexin's eyes fixed on the painting, Nie Zhaoyang asked with a smile.

"Isn't it? It's just not as good as yours. Look how good-looking your paints are, and the colors are real." Duan Yuexin nodded heavily, let go of the paintings on the table with both hands, and turned her eyes to those colorful ink boxes. There is a sense of regret in it.Because she likes to paint, Duan Yuexin also thought about mixing some colored paints before, but the paints made in the cloth dyeing workshop have a strong smell even though they are complete in color, which is very pungent and harsh to the eyes.Later, Duan Yuexin also thought about using rouge and gouache to blend the paint, but the colors he made were not correct, and it was not beautiful to use in paintings, so he gave up after trying a few times, but unexpectedly he could see it at this moment. Such genuine color pigments.

(End of this chapter)