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Chapter 89 Double-Sided Painting
  As soon as the man shouted, the others stretched their necks to look at Shen Zhuoxi's painting.
  Sure enough, after the black ink was sprinkled with wine, the lines that spread out were really landscape paintings!
  The towering mountains are connected together, at different distances and near, and shrouded in clouds and mist. At first glance, it feels like you are in the beautiful scenery of the mountains.
  A small river was flowing happily at the foot of the mountain. I wonder if it was an illusion, but the water in the river seemed to be alive and making a splashing sound.
  Each stroke is carefully constructed, smooth and smooth, and the majestic scenery is depicted in just three colors: black, white and gray.
  "Okay!" Right Prime Minister Zhang Yanting couldn't help but clapped his hands and said, "Second Miss's paintings are astonishingly crafted. Just a few strokes are enough to shock people's hearts, making them feel like they are lingering in the mountains and rivers!"
  He clapped his hands, followed by crackling applause and endless praise.
  "Yes, the second young lady is really a genius for being able to create such paintings at such a young age."
  "Those who questioned the second young lady just now can shut up now."
  "Second Miss, it's really amazing. It's just a ball of ink, but it can turn into such a beautiful sight."
  "Turning decay into magic, I really want to apologize for questioning the second lady's words just now."
  "The key is that the second lady only used simple pen and ink, without any color or color, and the beautiful scenery is already in front of you. This is the amazing thing!"
  "Tsk, tsk, I said earlier that the eldest lady's paintings are beautiful, but this is clearly the second lady's paintings that are better!"
  "I won by more than a little. I have to thank the eldest lady. If she hadn't persisted, we wouldn't have been able to appreciate the second lady's masterpiece."
  "Yes, the eldest lady's paintings are beautiful and soulless, unlike the second lady's landscape paintings, which seem to have aura!"
  "The second lady's painting gestures are also beautiful. She dips azaleas into wine and sprinkles it on. It has an uninhibited style!"
  "..."
  Among the compliments, many compared Shen Xinyu.
  With so many people watching, even if the jealousy in her heart was about to boil over, Shen Xinyu still had to maintain her demeanor, her fake smile almost stiffened, and she still had the same disbelief.
  How can it be? !
  She stood next to Shen Zhuoxi and watched her draw stroke by stroke with her own eyes.
  There is obviously no order, so why do you just spill some wine and turn the whole mess into a beautiful landscape painting? !
  What step did she fail to understand?
  Shen Xinyu was surprised, jealous, and resentful. She pinched the wound on her palm again and again, and blood beads appeared again.
  It seems that pain can keep her awake!
  Not only her, Shen Jingya and Han Xiangru looked at each other and said in shock: "I'm not blind, is this the same painting Shen Zhuoxi painted just now?"
  "Yes." Han Xiangru gritted her teeth and said, "She must know some magic, right? It's too unbelievable!"
  The magic method definitely won't work, so many people have seen it.
  Shen Heshan gave Han Xiangru a warning look, with mixed emotions and didn't know what to think.
  Although Shen Zhuoxi is also his daughter, it is definitely more useful for Shen Xinyu to be the prince now. Is it really okay for Shen Zhuoxi to steal the limelight like this?
  He quietly looked at the prince.
  Yu Qinglian also felt twisted in her heart. Being in front of others, she could only keep smiling and make false greetings with the people around her.
  The prince looked ugly and was staring at Shen Xinyu. There was no emotion in his words: "Let's write an inscription."
  He knew that Shen Xinyu was uneasy, fearing that Shen Zhuoxi would take away everything that belonged to her because of Princess Xiaoqing's mother and the Queen Mother's favor.
  The prince felt sorry for Shen Xinyu, and he followed her wishes and paved the road, waiting for her to crush Shen Zhuoxi.
  Unexpectedly, she not only gave up the opportunity to Shen Zhuoxi, but also lost to Shen Zhuoxi again and again!
  what is this!
  Shen Xinyu was shameless, and he was also shameless!
  It was only after the emperor called him to tell him about that matter!
  Moreover, Shen Zhuoxi is indeed better at painting than anyone else. Even if there are many Chinese painting masters with the title of master of painting, they still have to praise her!
  Shen Xinyu met the prince's eyes, and understood the prince's blame and disappointment, her eyes immediately turned red.
  She can be pointed out by everyone, but she cannot lose the favor of the prince.
  After finally lowering his head to collect his emotions, he was about to pick up a pen to write an inscription when someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Wait a minute, there is no article behind the landscape painting!"
  Someone really noticed it. Shen Zhuoxi nodded towards Huizhi. Huizhi understood and turned the painting over.
  This time, the crowd immediately exploded. Regardless of the presence of the prince and King Yu, almost everyone was in awe!
  There is also a painting behind it!
  Moreover, it is a flower-and-bird painting that has nothing to do with landscape painting!
  If you paint on the front and back of a piece of paper at the same time, the painting on the front will be amazing, but through the ink printed on the back, another completely different picture will appear! ! !
  "Oh my god, how powerful is the second young lady that she can think of such a wonderful skill?"
  "Thinking about it and doing it are two different things. We watched the second lady paint the whole time. She never turned over to look at it or did anything deliberately. The flower and bird painting at the back was flawless!"
  "Yes, it's just like the painting on the front. If none of us saw it, who wouldn't think it was another painting made by the second lady?"
  "From now on, the second young lady is the most talented woman in my heart. It doesn't matter if she is good at poetry, she can also be good at painting, she is amazing!"
  "I want to apologize to the second lady. I underestimated the second lady just now!"
  "Can anyone guess what price the second lady's painting, with its completely different scenery before and after, can fetch?"
  "It's priceless. From ancient times to the present, I have only heard of double-sided embroidery. This is the first time I have heard of and seen this double-sided painting!"
  "I paid a thousand taels of gold and received this double-sided picture on the spot!"
  "There's no inscription yet!"
  "..."
  Shen Xinyu's hand holding the pen gradually tightened, and the blood from the wound in her palm flowed down the pen barrel, and a drop fell on the ground.
  Huizhi caught a glimpse of it accidentally and asked loudly: "Miss, what's wrong with your hand?"
  She didn't mean it. After all, everyone was praising Shen Zhuoxi's words at the moment. The crowd was so loud that even if they didn't speak louder, they probably wouldn't be heard.
  Shen Xinyu's expression paused, and she looked away: "It's okay, I was scratched by a branch just now."
  Shen Zhuoxi also noticed the movement and asked suspiciously: "Sister, you want to write an inscription for my painting. How can you write even if you are injured?"
  As soon as she said that, many people's attention was focused on Shen Xinyu's hand.
  Cuiping took the handkerchief to Shen Xinyu. After a while, the snow-white handkerchief was stained with eye-catching blood.
  Someone loudly questioned: "The young lady is standing still, how could she hurt her hand? Is there a thorn in the pen?"
  "It's not like he got angry when he saw that the second lady's paintings surpassed his own, so he pinched himself."
  "No." Shen Xinyu raised her head, her face pale: "I was going to the backyard just now. I slipped and almost fell. In a panic, I grabbed a branch and scratched my head."
  Someone answered as if watching a good show: "Looking bloody, it's hard to write lyrics, right?"
  "It's okay." Shen Xinyu took a deep breath and said, "It's okay to write."
  "It's not whether you can write or not." Wang Yurou smiled and said bluntly: "The second lady's paintings are unique. What if the eldest lady accidentally gets blood stains on it?"
  Do you dislike her? !
  Anyone with a heavy heart will have to pass it by!
  (End of this chapter)