Gu Lan swallowed and relayed the client's request.
"The other party said, do not paint a picture like 'Above the Snow Mountain'."
"Nor do they want such a grand and majestic scene."
She repeated, word by word, the sentence that puzzled her all the way.
"He only wants one painting."
"A painting that represents 'nobility'."
"Sister-in-law..."
Gu Lan looked up, her face full of confusion and unease.
"What is 'nobility'?"
"How is that to be painted?"
Nobility?
How to paint it?
Gu Lan's face was full of confusion.
Lin Wan Yi didn't immediately answer her.
She stepped forward, reached out, and gently picked up the Inkstone from the Purple Sandalwood Box.
The inkstone felt heavy and smooth like jade in her hand.
The fragrance mixed with herbs became more intense.
"Sister-in-law?" Gu Lan asked cautiously.
"Lanlan, do you know how much this piece of ink is worth?" Lin Wan Yi asked.
Gu Lan shook her head.
