Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

"What not fair?" Nan Luo asked back. He grinned. "There's no rule that said we have to paint all by ourselves, right?"

Feng Ao Si was speechless.

Even if it was true, he didn't really like agreeing to it. Looking at his own painting that didn't seem to be good anymore, he really wanted to throw it away. What a joke. Compared to the painting of both Nan Luo and Nan Hua, his painting looked like a child's play.

Feng Kang Xiang listened to their conversation and peeked into the drawing. He was instantly speechless when he saw the level of art from Nan Luo and Nan Hua. Glancing at his own drawing, which only consist of a room with beautiful decoration, he felt that there was really no harm without comparison.

His painting looked pretty good but it was far from perfect. On the other hand, Nan Luo and Nan Hua's painting looked very real.

"Today is the day I see that I'm nothing more than a frog in a well." Feng Kang Xiang sighed.

Feng Ao Kuai finished his painting and then walked to look at Nan Luo and Nan Hua's painting. His lips pursed. "The Capital City is really good to whet your skills."

Even though Feng Ao Kuai sounded like praising, Nan Luo knew that he was saying that Nan Luo's skill was good only because he was from the Capital City. If the others were also from the Capital City, their skill would be as good as him.

Internally, Nan Luo was cursing Feng Ao Kuai, but he kept on a smile on his face.

"Cousin Ao Kuai really have good eyes. Haven't your skill improved after staying in the Capital City too?" Nan Luo put down his brush and walked to Feng Ao Kuai's painting. Feng Ao Kuai was drawing his mother's courtyard, which looked pretty good.

But if one were to put his painting and Feng Ao Kuai's painting side by side, they would understand the minute differences.

"It's very lifelike, Cousin Ao Kuai. Your skill has indeed improved," Nan Luo praised.

Feng Ao Kuai's eyes deepened. He seemed to have been picking the wrong person to target. If it was his older brother, it wouldn't be this bad.

"I guess the best drawing is Luo's."

"That's only because he had Hua'er to help him." Feng Ao Si still felt that the one with better skill was Nan Hua and not Nan Luo.

"You're right." Feng Ao Kuai naturally agreed.

Nan Luo rolled his eyes. These two were really annoying at times.

"Xing, have you finished your painting?" Feng Mo Yue couldn't stand it any longer and walked towards her younger brother. Upon seeing the mess on the canvas in front of her younger brother, her mind blanked.

Feng Mo Xing pursed his lips. "I can't paint!"

"In that case, shall we change the activity?" Feng Kang Xiang was quick on the uptake and quickly suggested for them to change what they were doing. He actually knew that Feng Mo Xing's skills were really poor, but he pretended that he knew nothing and tried to suggest for them to do other things.

Feng Ao Kuai arched his eyebrows. He passed a look at Nan Hua. "Hua'er, is there anything you want to do?"

"How about embroidery?" Nan Hua asked as she pointed to the table. Their grandfather had already prepared the necessary equipment for embroidery.

Nan Luo's face turned awkward. "I can't do embroidery."

"Me either."

"I can't do it too."

Feng Mo Xing looked at his sister. If he was not wrong, Feng Mo Yue was the best when it came to embroidery. After all, Feng Mo Yue had been learning how to do embroidery ever since she was very young.

"In that case, would you like to compete First Miss Nan?" Feng Mo Yue looked at Nan Hua and raised her chin.

Nan Hua looked at Feng Mo Yue. "Please."

Feng Mo Yue walked to the table and looked at the cloth, thinking about what she wanted to make. She slowly picked the needle and began to move her fingers in order to start her embroidery. Her movements were quick, elegant, and beautiful. It was pleasing to the eyes, making one couldn't look away from her.

On the other hand, Nan Hua was using the most standard method. Her movement was not as fast as Feng Mo Yue and she didn't try to exaggerate her body language for them to pay more attention to her. It looked as if she had blended perfectly into the background, making one forget her existence.

Watching these two create a different type of feelings.

Feng Ao Kuai's attention has always been on Nan Hua. Even now, he could sense that Nan Hua was hiding her presence, making her look invisible in the eyes of others. His lips curled up to form a faint helpless smile.

From the very first time he met Nan Hua, he had seen this trait on her. It felt as if Nan Hua would disappear at any moment when one didn't pay any attention to her. He had thought that it was strange, but after knowing her better, he understood that it was just her habit.

A habit she developed to be a fully qualified assassin.

Swish!

"I'm finished." Feng Mo Yue smiled brightly when she saw her cousin's eyes were on her. When she was young, her mother had taught her this embroidery method in order to make sure that she would be skilled. She had toiled hard in the past just in order to master this technique.

Now that she could finally show off, she was happy.

"May I see the embroidery?" Feng Ao Kuai asked.

"Of course."

Handing the embroidery, Feng Ao Kuai quickly noticed that it was in the shape of flower. The purple color also highlighted the beauty of the flower in contrast of the yellow center. The embroidery method made the flower looked alive.

It was a very high level skill.

"It's even better than many others in the Capital City." Nan Luo was a bit surprised. He looked at his twin sister and felt a bit of pity. Nan Hua's embroidery skill… was not bad. But if he had to compare to this, it wouldn't pose even the slightest bit of challenge.

Feng Mo Yue's smile turned brighter when she heard what Nan Luo said. She felt very proud when she saw her annoying younger brother was also looking at her in amazement. Then her annoying cousin, Feng Kang Xiang, was stunned as if in disbelief.

Feng Kang Xiang looked at the embroidery and sighed. "Who would have thought that Cousin Mo Yue would actually have such exquisite skill?"

"Have you never seen this before?" Feng Ao Kuai asked.

"No." Feng Kang Xiang thought for a moment. "Second Aunt Lin will never let Cousin Mo Yue show her embroidery skill. She always said that Cousin Mo Yue's skill is not enough to show to the public."

"Not enough?" Nan Luo furrowed his eyebrows. "With this level of skill, even the ladies in the Capital City would pale in comparison. Do you agree, Hua'er?"

Nan Hua raised her head. She noticed that Feng Mo Yue was also looking in her direction, so she stepped forward to show her embroidery to her brother. What she made was also flower, but it was not as lifelike as Feng Mo Yue's embroidery.

"First Miss Feng has great talent. Do you mind if I keep this to learn?"