Enraptured by Art

If the drawing wasn't right, she would crumple the paper, toss it to the ground, and start again.

This repeated endlessly. She didn't know how much time had passed, but the floor was already covered with discarded drafts.

Finally, Zhao Chang Ge completed the first sketch.

This sketching phase took the most time and was also the decisive step for the overall composition. Because of this, she continuously strived, hoping to achieve perfection.

After preparing all the materials, Zhao Chang Ge immediately began the next step.

Just then, Chun Hua's voice—her maidservant—rang out from outside. Perhaps her Young Lady was once again so engrossed in painting that she had forgotten the time.

"I'll eat later," Zhao Chang Ge heard but only replied perfunctorily, then focused all her attention on the painting before her.

She carefully refined each sketch. Once the composition was complete, she began to use light ink to dot in the remaining details. Shades of light and dark were then added with different ink tones, creating depth and shadow. Finally, she chose suitable colors to complete each line.

All of Zhao Chang Ge's concentration was now fixed on the paper.

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Outside the study.

After seeing off his guests, Zhao Chang Xing dropped by to check on his sister. He hadn't expected the study door to be tightly shut, with Chun Hua standing blankly outside.

"Is she painting again?"

"Master Ning assigned a task, and Young Lady started painting non-stop as soon as she picked up the brush. She hasn't even had lunch yet!" Chun Hua replied in a low voice, a hint of worry in her tone.

"Is your Young Lady often like this?" Zhao Chang Xing raised an eyebrow.

"Only when she's painting," Chun Hua replied honestly, lowering her head.

Hearing this, Zhao Chang Xing looked towards the study door and called out: "Chang Ge!"

There was no response from inside.

Without further hesitation, he directly pushed the door open and entered.

Upon entering, he was met with the sight of Zhao Chang Ge intently painting.

She was truly deeply focused!

Looking at his sister at this moment, an indescribable feeling welled up in Zhao Chang Xing's heart—as if she had matured overnight. When holding a brush, Zhao Chang Ge exuded a special, captivating aura.

A sister like this, he truly wished to hide her away, not wanting anyone to discover her.

Collecting his thoughts, Zhao Chang Xing quietly stood to the side, his gaze falling upon the two paintings on the table.

With just a glance, he could discern the painting's profound influence.

No wonder his sister immediately copied Master Ning's painting after seeing it, as if she had found a treasure.

Zhao Chang Xing understood the feelings of someone who encountered something they loved. Therefore, he did not speak to disturb her, but simply stood there silently, waiting for her to complete her work.

It wasn't until the painting was basically finished that Zhao Chang Ge slowly put down her brush.

"The reproduction is very similar," Zhao Chang Xing spoke.

"Second Brother?" Zhao Chang Ge started, turning to look at him with surprise.

"...I've been standing here for so long, and you didn't even notice?" Zhao Chang Xing silently looked at her, feeling as if he were invisible. "I just came to see how you were doing."

"Ah..." Zhao Chang Ge nodded, then turned her gaze back to the freshly completed painting. After a moment, she said in a low voice:

"The reproduction is very similar, but it still lacks Master Ning's spirit."

Zhao Chang Ge sighed softly with regret.

"For your age, to be able to paint such an artistic conception is already very skilled. Have you forgotten the painting *The Sun Rises in the East* you drew for Father? Didn't we all see the vast grandeur and the idea of a new beginning within it?" Zhao Chang Xing gently consoled her.

Upon hearing *The Sun Rises in the East* mentioned, Zhao Chang Ge immediately shot Zhao Chang Xing a glance, her tone carrying a hint of reproach: