The Duke's Daughter is Reborn

Yang Qi hadn't painted for a while, and thought his skills would be a little rusty today, and he wouldn't be able to paint even one-tenth of the lady's face.

Fortunately, since he started to write, Yang Qi quickly found his peak state. He already had a complete plan for the picture that should be presented on the paper, and Yang Qi seemed to have divine help, and he sketched out the general outline in just a few strokes.

Yang Qi's hands moved quickly, and in less than two quarters of an hour, a picture of a quiet and beautiful woman leaning against the window reading a book appeared on the paper.

Just when Yang Qi was about to finish, his pen suddenly stopped. The Duchess of England's eyes were as bright as jade. For a moment, he didn't know how to start writing to recreate such a pair of eyes that shocked him the first time he saw them.

The British lady was very quiet when reading, and only made some noises when turning the pages. She was so cautious, maybe because she was afraid of disturbing Yang Qi's painting.

Every time she finished reading a passage in the book, the Duchess of England would look up at Yang Qi.

Seeing Yang Qi frowning for three consecutive times, the Duke of England asked softly, "Mammy, how long has she been like this?"

Unlike the Madam who would only take a look occasionally, the Nanny had been paying attention to Yang Qi's every move: "The young lady has been stopping for quarter of an hour." It was not that the Nanny was worried about Miss Yang Qi, but Miss Yang Qi's painting habits were so unique that it was hard for the Nanny not to notice.

After carefully closing the book, Lady England walked to Yang Qi's side, looked at Yang Qi's unfinished work, and said, "What are you hesitating about?"

The Duchess of England suddenly spoke, which scared Yang Qi.

Looking back at the Lady of the Duke of England beside him, Yang Qi said apologetically, "Madam, your eyes are very beautiful, but Yang Qi's ability is not enough to show them with a brush, so I am a little hesitant."

The British lady, who had seen countless people, could tell at a glance that Yang Qi's words came from the heart, and a smile hung on her lips: "It's not as bad as you said, let me do it."

As soon as I saw Yang Qi's paintings, I knew that this person must be Wan Mei's apprentice. Apart from other things, just the style of painting is exactly the same as Wan Mei's. However, his strength is still a little far from Wan Mei's.

Taking the pen from Yang Qi's hand, the Duchess of England dipped it in some paint, and then made two simple sketches on the paper. Just these two simple strokes made the painting suddenly come alive.

Yang Qi is not a person who likes painting, but the painting skill of the Duchess of England made Yang Qi's eyes light up and he learned something!

"Madam, these two strokes can be called a stroke of genius. I am really ashamed that Yang Qi only knows what the finishing touch is today!"

Yang Qi picked up the finished painting on the table and admired it carefully. He never thought that such two casual strokes could be so faithful. The Duchess of England is really a hidden talent. I had never heard that she is good at painting before.

Miss Yang Qi's praise made the nanny curious, and she came closer.

Seeing Mammy's movements from the corner of his eye, Yang Qi moved his hands slightly and tilted the painting towards Mammy so that she could see it more clearly.

Seeing the painting, the nanny nodded immediately: "This is a really good painting. I didn't expect that the young lady is also good at painting."

Yang Qi smiled and replied: "Mammy, please don't tease Yang Qi. It's because Madam has a good foundation and is beautiful that Yang Qi has the opportunity to replicate it. Besides, the most crucial part was done by Madam." Yang Qi would not take credit at this time.

Yang Qi had no interest in painting since childhood, but this painting today made Yang Qi feel happy and yearning.

Listening to Yang Qi and Nanny talking one by one, their voices became more and more excited. The Duke of England touched her forehead, feeling a little helpless, but still happy in her heart: "All of you who speak nicely can go to sing opera."

"Madam, Madam." A deep voice came from the courtyard, with uncontrollable joy. The identity of the visitor was not difficult to guess. The only person who could shout "Madam" in the main house of the Duke of England's mansion was the Duke of England himself.

Although Yang Qi didn't show it on his face, he was actually quite excited in his heart. He could finally meet the rumored Duke of England, and the task assigned by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was only a little bit away from completion.

Just as Yang Qi expected, the first person to enter the room was a man in silver-gray armor, about forty or fifty years old, with a murderous aura all over his body. He looked about 70% like General Huo Yun.

Speaking of Cao Cao, here comes Cao Cao. Following behind him is none other than General Huo Yun in green clothes. The style is simple and neat, with his back straight, and without a single jade pendant or decoration on his body. However, he does look more desolate than the one I saw this morning.

When she heard the voice of the Duke of England, the Duke of England's wife smiled subconsciously. Even after being married for so many years, the general was still like a newlywed. The first thing he did when he entered the yard was to call her loudly, completely ignoring the presence of the servants in the yard.

After entering the house, the Duke of England's wife took the sword from the Duke of England and placed it on a special shelf: "Why did you come back today? Didn't you say it would take a few more days?"

The Duke of England sat on a chair and drank a large bowl of water. "This time the matter was resolved smoothly. I will be back as soon as it is done."

Yang Qi looked at the scene inside the house with a faint smile, holding in his hand the painting he had just completed with his wife.

The Duke of England then noticed Yang Qi's existence. It was not because of anything else. His wife had been raised by maids and old women since she was a child. Now the Duke of England was also accustomed to having one or two maids and old women in the house.

As expected of an invincible general, the Western barbarians would turn pale at the mention of him. The Duke of England's look was filled with hostility. If someone had a weaker willpower, they would have knelt on the ground immediately.

Yang Qi was not afraid. He straightened his back, stood upright, and allowed the Duke of England to look at him.

I think when the Duke of England first entered the room, he had already put away his aura. Now, this is how the Duke of England shows himself to others.

The Duchess of England noticed the subtle aura and spoke to smooth things over: "Mammy, there are many people having meals in the courtyard today. I'm afraid the kitchen may be overwhelmed. You should go and keep an eye on it yourself. Don't forget the young lady's favorite lion's head. Check to see if it's ready in the kitchen."

Madam, I'm afraid she's going to say something important in the house. Madam understood the situation, nodded and left, and arranged for the servants outside the house to go somewhere else, including Xiaoqing who had been waiting outside the house.

After everyone had left, Yang Qi put down the painting in his hand, picked up the small box at his waist, and presented it to the Duke of England: "This is a very important matter ordered by His Highness, and His Highness has instructed that it can only be opened by the Duke of England himself."

Following His Highness' instructions, Yang Qi specifically emphasized in person and alone.