The Warning of Mind Painting, The Painting Acquired

"There are no more than ten people in this world who can reach the realm of intentionally creating a *mind painting*, and among them, only one has truly succeeded." Speaking of this, Mister Ning's eyes darkened slightly. But perhaps in the near future, there would be one more person stepping onto this path.

"Why is that? Doesn't everyone have times when they are in a bad mood?"

"It is not that simple. You only need to understand that those who can reach that level possess a ruthlessly steadfast will, unmatched by ordinary people. It is best never to offend such a person." As Mister Ning spoke, she glanced at Zhao Chang Ge, serving as a warning to her.

She did not know if the Zhao family would be involved in the struggle for the throne in the future, but at least for now, the Zhao family had no intention of interfering.

However, the current situation clearly showed—Pei Yan had already set his sights on the Zhao family.

Whether the Zhao family agreed or not was no longer important. As long as he wanted it, the Zhao family would sooner or later become a sharp sword in his hand.

She hoped Zhao Chang Ge could remember her warning, so that to some extent, she could influence the Zhao family's decisions. This was their only way to survive.

Even if one day she could protect Zhao Chang Ge's life, it did not mean she could preserve the entire Zhao family.

At this moment, after hearing Mister Ning's words, the figure of Pei Yan could not help but appear in Zhao Chang Ge's mind...

She remembered clearly that in Pei Yan's Qinzheng Hall, there seemed to be a painting hanging. She had only looked at that painting once and felt uncomfortable, not wanting to look at it again. But Pei Yan was different; it seemed he stood before that painting for a long time every night.

Could that painting be the reason why he became so tyrannical?

Thinking of her encounters with Pei Yan, she involuntarily shuddered and quickly dismissed the thought from her mind.

Whether he was influenced by the painting or not had little to do with her. She only wished to stay as far away from such a malevolent deity as possible. In this life, she only hoped the Zhao family could be like in her previous life, not interfering in the struggle for the throne, and that would be enough.

Coming back to her senses, Zhao Chang Ge turned to ask Mister Ning, "Then do I have the aptitude to learn *mind painting*?"

"Mhm. But what level you can reach depends on your own aptitude," Mister Ning replied indifferently. She did not want Zhao Chang Ge to become arrogant just because she had talent.

"Yes." Zhao Chang Ge nodded, having made up her mind—she must cling tightly to Mister Ning.

"It is time. Go back first, and return this afternoon."

"This disciple takes her leave." Zhao Chang Ge bowed and prepared to depart.

Just as she took a few steps, Mister Ning suddenly called her back, "Chang Ge, do not tell anyone about you taking me as your master."

Zhao Chang Ge hesitated slightly, feeling a bit puzzled, but still nodded.

After she left, Mister Ning looked at the painting on the table, her eyes turning complex.

This time, her master would probably be even more unable to give up on the Zhao family.

***

On the other side.

After receiving the painting from Mister Ning, Zi Yi immediately brought it to Pei Yan's room.

When he entered, Pei Yan was resting with his eyes closed on the bed. Several paintings hung on the walls on both sides, including a landscape painting replicated by Zhao Chang Ge herself.

Hearing the knock on the door, Pei Yan slightly opened his eyes, his deep voice sounding, "Come in."

Zi Yi obeyed, pushed the door open, bowed, and presented the painting, "Jia Yi has brought back the painting."