Meanwhile at Plum Pavilion.
The sound of the water flowing in the fish pond filled the tranquility of the pavilion, BaiYing sat with his maids spending time painting that afternoon.
Some paints stain looks messy on BaiYing's cheeks and nose, Yan and Bi also join the painting and determine who will be the winner of best painting, of course, no BaiYing and his maids are excellent painters, all they have been doing since then is just scribble on white paper with irregular shapes and colors. BaiYing even frowned at the result of his own painting.
"Um, where should I put the nose?"
Yan glanced at Bi's painting, both of them laughed at the results of their respective paintings, both of them were very clumsy when asked to participate and could not refuse Concubine Hua's request or he would get sulk because of it.