At this moment in the Minister's Mansion garden, Xue Yinhuan was reclining against a rock cleaned by the servants, with spring begonias hanging overhead.
Ye Ling was painting a "Beauty Spring Sleep" painting for her.
"Sister Huan never liked being painted before, why the sudden interest today?" The young girl painted for a while and curiously asked.
Xue Yinhuan didn't open her eyes, replying with four words, "Bored and idle."
Ye Ling giggled, "Then you should sleep well, if you truly fall asleep, my painting might look even more natural. Sister Huan is already beautiful, if this painting spreads, you'll surely be remembered as the top beauty."
This comment made Xue Yinhuan laugh, "What top beauty, you little girl, such nonsense!"
Ye Ling's brows and eyes curved, then she quieted down and continued painting.
