Chapter 424: Chapter 422: The Unapproachable Eldest Miss_1
People crowded close together, craning their necks in anticipation, fearing they might miss the wonderful moment when the Eldest Miss would make her appearance.

The carriage came to a halt, and the six young men dismounted their horses and handed the reins to the young servant of Hibiscus Villa. They walked to the front of the carriage side by side.

As per tradition, Lin Jinxu, under the envious watch of his brothers, took on the role of the eldest brother, lifting the curtain and helping little sister Lin Qingluo off the carriage.

Lin Qingluo cheekily made a face at Second Brother and placed her hand on his.

Lin Jinxu couldn’t be happier, holding his little sister’s fragrant and soft hand, feeling like he was about to fly up to the heavens.

The crowd at the entrance of Hibiscus Villa stirred for a moment, and then gradually began to move forward.

Those who were waiting in the crowd didn’t want to give up such a great opportunity to get close to the Eldest Miss. They pushed and shoved their way forward.

“Step back, everybody step back!”

At this moment, the young men of the Lin Clan played their biggest role to protect their sister.

With their arms folded and standing at the forefront, the brothers exuded an imposing aura, suppressing the restless crowd.

As pure as water, naturally beautiful, Lin Qingluo needed no adornment.

Her charm and grace were unparalleled, a beauty that could topple a city.

As Lin Jinxu helped his sister out of the carriage, the restless crowd suddenly went silent.

Everyone held their breath, afraid to disturb the Eldest Miss, who seemed like a noble figure standing on clouds.

Lin Qingluo’s eyes sparkled, and she playfully smiled.

The attention they received as a result of her mother’s laborious morning preparations was indeed impressive.

Their noble status was truly awe-inspiring!

Being able to instill such reverence in them, making them too afraid to approach her without permission, was not a bad thing after all.

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The Flower Viewing Festival, as the name suggests, was all about admiring flowers.

People would gather to bond over flowers and compete in painting them.

In the crisp autumn air, the peony flowers in Hibiscus Villa were in full bloom. Their fragrant scents filled the air, making it the perfect season for flower viewing.

With her six brothers as personal guards, Lin Qingluo entered Hibiscus Villa without a hitch.

By the time they arrived at the Peony Garden, the Flower Viewing Festival was already underway. Talented men and women wielding brushes and ink meticulously painted the scenes before them. The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful, a world away from the noisy chaos outside the villa’s front gate.

Lin Qingluo’s fame preceded her, and the Duke of Zhen’s residence had held a grand banquet to announce the return of their talented and accomplished Eldest Miss to the family.

As a result, everyone knew of the Eldest Miss’s extraordinary talents and literary prowess.

So when she appeared in the Peony Garden, people immediately brought her brushes, ink, paper, and an inkstone, respectfully setting them up in a pavilion with a picturesque view.

Lin Qingluo held her forehead helplessly, as she was truly not good at painting.

Since she was here, she could only use a bit of magic to get by.

Quietly reciting a spell, she imagined the beauty of the peony flowers in her mind. The brush in her hand began to outline the corresponding patterns automatically.

With a hundred blossoms competing for attention, her painting gradually took shape and looked as real as fresh flowers.

One by one, people finished their paintings, allowed the ink to dry, signed their names, and handed over their scrolls to the servants, who hung them under the lanterns prepared for the display.

The six Lin brothers, like door gods, guarded the vicinity of the pavilion, not allowing any idle onlookers to approach and disturb their sister.

Bored, Lin Qingluo rested her cheek on her hand and pouted while awaiting the final verdict on the paintings.

“Look, there’s a butterfly!”

“The butterfly has landed on the painting!”

From the crowd admiring the paintings, exclamations of disbelief suddenly arose.

Someone with sharp eyes spotted a few colorful butterflies mistaking the peony flowers in Lin Qingluo’s painting for real blossoms, fluttering their wings as they settled on the painting.

The crowd burst into noisy chatter at once, with sounds of awe and praise filling the air.