Translator – Xiao He Lian

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Chapter 35.2

Zhang Cai Hui took one extra look at him in the crowd and then left the crowd to walk towards him.

Wen Chi: “…”

Zhang Cai Hui said happily: “Young Master Wen, you are here.
I thought that Young Master Wen had not yet recovered from the wind chill and would not come.”

Wen Chi watched as Zhang Cai Hui, who was dressed in red and purple but still beautiful, walked up to him.
So he squeezed out a polite but awkward smile, “My wind chill has been cured, thank you for your concern.”

“It’s good that you have recovered.” As she spoke, Zhang Cai Hui’s gaze turned and the next moment fell on the storage tube that Wen Chi was cupping in his hand and couldn’t help but wonder, “This is?”

Wen Chi clenched the painting tube subconsciously: “Oh, this is a painting I brought with me.”

Zhang Cai Hui nodded in understanding, her eyes lingered on the tube for a long time before she complimented, “This tube is really beautiful.”

Wen Chi: “…”

This is from the crown prince’s study, how can it not look good?

“Right, there are many people here today, I’ll lead you to meet them.” Zhang Cai Hui smiled and took Wen Chi’s hand and whether Wen Chi was willing or not, she pulled Wen Chi into the crowd.

Those people were standing by the lake talking, when they suddenly saw Zhang Cai Hui bringing a person over, they stopped talking at the same time and turned their heads to look over.

At the same time, other people around also turned their attention to their side.

They instantly became the focus of the crowd, Wen Chi felt a little embarrassed but Zhang Cai Hui didn’t take it seriously, as if she had already gotten used to the gaze of the crowd.

Zhang Cai Hui introduced the identities of those people to Wen Chi and then said to them: “You should have heard of his name, he is the eldest son of the Wen family… oh no, it’s the second son, Wen Chi.”

After finishing speaking, she finally felt a little embarrassed, turned her head to look at Wen Chi and said slightly apologetically, “I’m sorry, Young Master Wen…”

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Wen Chi waved his hand quickly.
Seeing that the other people didn’t look very surprised, he realized that these people already knew his real identity.
He didn’t expect that the Wen family’s affairs would turn out to be such a big deal.
No wonder Wen Changqing and Madam Xu looked for him so eagerly…

Since Wen Chi really had nothing in common with these people, he listened quietly while they talked.

At first, these people wanted to throw the topic to him, but he was a topic terminator.
He would answer whatever others asked and he would answer in a rigid and serious manner.
After many times, these people silently avoided him every time they spoke.

Wen Chi was also happy and at ease.
He sat on the edge and had a snack for a while, then thought about going back.

He has to admit that Zhang Cai Hui organized this tea banquet quite wonderfully.
Not only did she design a few small games, she also prepared some small prizes in advance.
She ordered the maids to line up those small prizes.
If someone’s calligraphy or painting can win her favor, she will give those small prizes out.

Zhang Cai Hui came from a good family background and was not short of money.
The small prizes she prepared were all attractive gadgets, which made many people eager to show their works.

There was also a person who showed his skills on the spot, asking the maids to prepare brushes and ink and drew a landscape picture in full swing under the eyes of everyone else.

After that person finished his last stroke, there was a burst of exclamation at the scene.

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“I have long heard that Young Master Li, the number one talented man in the capital, has excellent painting skills.
I was lucky enough to see it today.
His name really lives up to his reputation.”

“Young Master Li made this painting in less than half a stick of incense, which really impresses this little girl.”

“Seeing is better than hearing…”

Everyone gathered around the table, talking with each other.

Wen Chi saw Zhang Cai Hui walking over and out of curiosity also followed over to take a look.

He saw that the painting was really beautiful, with only a few strokes it was vividly drawn, especially the birds on the branches that looked as if they would jump out of the paper. 

In awe, Wen Chi raised his eyes to look at Young Master Li and found that Young Master Li was also staring straight at him.

Young Master Li was very beautiful.
To be precise, everyone who can enter the East Palace should have good looks.
Moreover, Young Master Li looks young, with a pair of peach blossom eyes similar to those of Yue Gui.
Even the proud smile on his face resembled Yue Gui, he raised his chin towards Wen Chi.

“Are you Wen Chi?”

As soon as these words came out, the conversations around suddenly weakened and everyone’s heads turned to Wen Chi one by one.

Wen Chi really didn’t expect to bring trouble unto himself while coming into look at the excitement.
He regretted that he came along just now but now he had to bite the bullet and answer, “Yes.”

“I’ve heard of you a long time ago.” Young Master Li laughed and walked towards Wen Chi, “I heard that His Royal Highness calls you to read and write every day.
You have been serving His Highness for so long, so your skills must be improved by now.
I hope you will open our eyes today.”

Wen Chi: “…”

If he said he was just going to eat, I wonder how these people would feel.

When Wen Chi was thinking about how to refuse, Young Master Li quickly caught sight of the storage tube in Wen Chi’s hand.
He was slightly taken aback and immediately showed the same expression as Zhang Cai Hui not long ago, before saying: “This is not from His Royal Highness… …Heh, it seems that you are quite capable, come on, show everyone your painting.”

After Young Master Li finished speaking, everyone also looked at Wen Chi eagerly.

Wen Chi was speechless.
He found that the ladies in the East Palace were quite polite, but each of these young masters was more arrogant than the other.
There was Yue Gui in the front and Young Master Li in the back.

But he didn’t dare to provoke wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…

Wen Chi was cowardly, really cowardly.
When he remembered that these concubines were from influential families and have backgrounds that he can’t afford to offend, he became even more cowardly.

After hesitating for a moment, he awkwardly opened the storage tube and handed the rolled up painting.

Young Master Li glanced resolutely at Wen Chi’s guilty expression, as if he sensed something, and let out a sneer of unknown meaning, he took the painting and opened it to see –

The people next to him, including Zhang Cai Hui, poked their heads to look at it.

The next moment, the audience fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Young Master Li suddenly burst out laughing: “Hahahahahahahahaha did you draw a chicken?”


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