"Heaven beyond heaven, people beyond people?"
Lan Zhuoyue had never imagined, even in his dreams, that one day his elder sister would say such words—and accept them as if they were only natural. In other matters, she had indeed always been modest and low-key, gentle as jade. But when it came to calligraphy and paintings, she possessed unrivaled confidence, as well as the strength of character flowing between the lines and permeating every brushstroke.
Yet now, his elder sister had actually been won over by a youth?
Lan Zhuoyue suddenly realized something and hurriedly asked, "Sister, how much Blue Gold did you spend to buy those two paintings?"
Lan Tianyu smiled lightly. "One hundred thousand taels of Blue Gold."
"How much?" Lan Zhuoyue's eyes widened, and his voice rose several pitches.
In high spirits, Lan Tianyu repeated, "One hundred thousand taels of Blue Gold."
The little flame in Lan Zhuoyue's heart abruptly surged skyward. He snapped, "Sister, have you gone mad? One hundred thousand taels of Blue Gold is one million taels of Blue Silver, and you spent that much money on two worthless paintings? No, you must have been bewitched by that youth. Otherwise, you never would have made such an irrational decision. I'm going to settle the score with him."
With that, he turned and charged into the fenced courtyard.
Lan Tianyu froze in astonishment. She had never expected the priceless treasures in her eyes to be seen by her younger brother as the result of being bewitched. And her younger brother, who had always been mature and steady, was actually storming off to confront someone...
"Stop right there!" Once Lan Tianyu came to her senses, her expression changed, and she hurried into the courtyard after him.
Second floor of the pavilion.
Ye Tong quietly carved the jade.