I relied on a system to prolong my life in ancient times.

Chapter 246 Receives Recognition

As soon as the carriage arrived at the door, Xiao Siyue saw Xiao Qinian and the others waiting expectantly at the entrance.

"Father, Mother, you're finally back! Why are you so late?" Xiao Qinian asked as he helped the people down from the carriage.

"On our way back, we ran into the Third Madam of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion. Their carriage had broken down, so we gave them a ride back, which caused a slight delay," Old Lady Xiao explained in a good mood.

"So that's how it is." He had been a little worried, fearing that something might have happened to Granny Xiao and the others.

I didn't feel relieved until I saw him return.

"Let's go inside first. It's getting late, get some rest." Xiao Qinian looked at Old Lady Xiao, whose face, though smiling, couldn't hide her exhaustion.

"Okay, let's go." Old Mrs. Xiao was a little tired, but she was very happy.

After sending the two elderly people back to their courtyard, Xiao Siyue also returned to her own Yueyuan.

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Xiao Siyue always remembered what happened to Xiao Sibo.

The next day, he went to find Xiao Qinian with Xiao Sibo.

"Dad, what do you think of these paintings?" Xiao Siyue handed several paintings that Xiao Sibo had picked out to Xiao Qinian.

Xiao Qinian was still a little curious, wondering what his daughter meant, but he still watched attentively.

"Hmm, not bad. The brushstrokes are vivid, and the figures seem to leap off the paper. Although the artist's technique is a bit immature, it has its own unique style. Given time, it will surely have its own place in the art world."

Upon hearing Xiao Qinian's evaluation, Xiao Sibo, who had been somewhat nervous, suddenly became excited.

"Was this drawn by Sibo?" Although it was a question, Xiao Qinian's tone was extremely certain.

He had seen many of his daughter's paintings, most of which were drawn with charcoal pencils, which Xiao Siyue called sketches. Although Xiao Siyue could also paint landscapes, she could not reach that level.

“Yes, Third Uncle, I drew all of these,” Xiao Sibo quickly replied.

"Dad, isn't Fourth Brother's drawing very well? Could you find him a teacher?" Xiao Siyue tugged at Xiao Qinian's sleeve and pleaded.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Sibo looked at Xiao Qinian with anticipation.

"Yes, Sibo is very talented. I will find you a good teacher. You should study hard under the teacher. I hope that our family can produce a master who is famous throughout the Great Zhou in the future."

"Thank you so much, Uncle. Sibo will definitely study hard." Xiao Sibo's excitement was beyond words.

Xiao Qinian never expected that his nephew, who was mediocre in academics, had such an extraordinary talent in painting; it was his oversight.

I wonder if Si Ning has any outstanding abilities. I need to keep a close eye on him and not let his talent go to waste.

After leaving Xiao Qinian's place, Xiao Sibo exuded an indescribable aura of excitement.

"Yue'er, thank you." Xiao Sibo was very grateful to Xiao Siyue. If his little sister hadn't reminded him, he probably wouldn't have known when he would have discovered that he had such a special talent.

He will definitely work hard in the future to make his name resound throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty and make his family proud.

"Fourth Brother, we're family, no need to be so polite." Xiao Siyue was also happy for him, as he had found a direction to strive for.

A few days later, Xiao Qinian found a teacher for Xiao Sibo. From then on, Xiao Sibo studied with the teacher every day, and his days were very fulfilling.

However, this made Xiao Sining a little bored. His other brothers were busy with their studies or other things every day. In the past, he had Xiao Sibo to keep him company, but now he was all alone with nothing to do.

Time passed slowly, and in November, it began to snow. The earth was covered in silver, and compared with the countryside, winter in Beijing had its own unique charm.

Xiao Siyue stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside, feeling restless and wanting to go out and play.

"Lanyi, bring me my cloak, let's go outside and build a snowman." Xiao Siyue couldn't resist any longer, even though it was a bit cold outside.

With Lan Yi's help, Xiao Siyue put on warm clothes and prepared to go out.

Before we even reached the door, Little Orange, who was standing next to the stove, immediately followed.

Because of the cold weather, Xiao Siyue placed Little Orange's nest in front of the charcoal brazier, where Little Orange would lie comfortably every day.

"Little Orange, do you want to come out with me too?" Xiao Siyue squatted down and touched it.

Little Orange has grown quite a bit and has become increasingly affectionate. When its owner pets it, it immediately rubs its head against Xiao Siyue's hand, wagging its tail and meowing incessantly.

Xiao Siyue let it be. Little Orange is smart; if it gets cold, it will go back on its own. Besides, the cat's fur can keep it warm.

Large snowflakes were falling outside, covering the ground with a thick layer. Little Orange seemed even more excited than herself, jumping off the railing of the veranda, her little paws immediately sinking into the snow.

Perhaps feeling the cold, the little orange raised its paw and shook it, then ran around on the snow, leaving behind paw prints.

Xiao Siyue found it quite interesting, so she stopped rushing to build a snowman and sat on the veranda bench watching Xiao Ju Zi.

"Come on, let's go play too." Xiao Siyue put on her hat and went to the snow with Chun Tao and Lan Yi to start building a snowman.

Xiao Siyue took the scissors and began carving the snowball. Soon, a snow cat that looked very similar to Xiao Juzi appeared in front of them.

“Miss, this looks just like Little Orange!” Chun Tao glanced at Little Orange playing nearby, then at the snowman that Xiao Siyue had built—or rather, the snow sculpture.

Xiao Siyue stood up, looking at her work with satisfaction. It seemed that her skills had improved.

"Little Orange, come here." Xiao Siyue beckoned.

"Meow, meow~" Little Orange heard its owner's call and immediately ran over.

"Little Orange, look what this is. Doesn't it look just like you?"

The little orange cat circled the snow sculpture twice, showing great interest, and even tentatively scratched it with its paw.

"Do you like it or not? This is you." Xiao Siyue said.

However, Little Orange quickly lost interest and came to Xiao Siyue's feet, wanting Xiao Siyue to hold it.

Meow~~

Xiao Siyue immediately dodged: "No, you're all wet right now, wipe yourself off first."

"Meow~~" The little orange seemed to be wondering why its owner wasn't nice to it.

Xiao Siyue picked up the little orange: "Chuntao, wipe it clean."

"Don't move around. I'll hug you after I'm clean."

Chun Tao picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped one of Xiao Ju Zi's paws with it. Xiao Ju Zi fussed, but was obediently carried by Xiao Si Yue.

"Okay, we can't go into the snow anymore," Xiao Siyue said, before hugging it to her chest after drying it off.

"Meow~~"

"Yue'er"

Xiao Siyue was admiring her work while holding Xiao Juzi when she heard someone calling her.