Mrs. Mingzhu's outfit is undoubtedly extremely beautiful and charming. Under her slender neck, her breasts are as delicate as white jade, half covered, half covered, and a bunch of plain waist, with a stance. The most attractive thing is the slightly raised lips, with red lips slightly opened, trying to attract people to have a lovely touch. Her narrow eyes are a bit lazy and charming, and she always exudes a teasing atmosphere.
Luo Yan thought of a song: Come on~ Happy~ I have a lot of time anyway~
Demonic, you are challenging me for patience!
Luo Yan commented in his heart, but his expression became more and more focused, and he appreciated seriously. It was wrong, it was observation and painting. He is now an artist.
He has not forgotten his character at the moment.
I am just an eighteen-year-old child, what bad heart can I have!
Mrs. Mingzhu's beautiful eyes blinked slightly. Looking at Luo Yan's small movement that secretly wanted to see but dared not look directly, the fun in her eyes became more and more intense. She gently hugged the hair on her shoulders and adjusted her sleeping position, making her posture more enchanting and seductive. Her voice was soft and seductive, but it was mixed with a bit of dignity and nobleness that the lady should have: Sir, have you painted it?!
Don't worry, madam, it'll be fine soon.
Luo Yan cooperated and swallowed with a restrained expression, with a stern face, giving Mrs. Mingzhu enough face, and replied seriously.
This sketch that only takes five minutes, Luo Yan painted it for half an hour, and appreciated the beauty of Mrs. Mingzhu in all directions without blind spots.
Evaluate from an artist's perspective.
Mrs. Mingzhu's figure is a masterpiece, especially the temperament of demonic and dignifiedness, which is a top beauty for any man.
Daji, who is harming the country and the people, is just like this.
Unfortunately, King Han An is not King Zhou.
I am not Bo Yikao either.
Luo Yan sighed in his heart, but he maintained the righteousness that scholars should have on his face. He was a serious person. How could he be tempted by mere beauty?
What's more, the temptation given by Mrs. Mingzhu is not enough. He is not a real 18-year-old child and has never seen the world.
What's the point of hiding a small scene?
It seems that I am anxious to wait.
Mrs. Mingzhu slowly stood up, and her long dark hair fell. As she walked, the steps between her buns swayed, adding a bit of luxurious temperament. She walked behind Luo Yan with a pair of slender embroidered legs that Luo Yan could only make up for. Her beautiful eyes looked at Luo Yan's stiff body and couldn't help but stretch out her hands to hold Luo Yan's shoulders and bent down slightly.
The body curves are getting more graceful.
The hair fell down and rested on Luo Yan's shoulders, and the faint fragrance floated.
Mrs. Mingzhu is no longer interested in Luo Yan's paintings, and she was amazed enough for the last time.
Luo Yan's paintings are magical and are just dead objects, and they are not more interesting than living people who paint. She is more interested in Luo Yan.
Mrs. Mingzhu's fingers gently slid across Luo Yan's cheek, looking at the handsome face with clear contours and a stern face because of her tension, the playful color in her eyes became more and more intense. Her lips leaned against Luo Yan's ear, and she let out a sigh of relief, teasing: Sir, I am so afraid of me, aren't you saying that I am the most important to you?Could it be that he is unwilling to give up the so-called Confucian morality for me?
As the words fell, his body pressed directly on Luo Yan's back, and the softness in that moment stimulated the nerves.
Husband...Madam, I, my painting has not been drawn yet.
Luo Yan said nervously, he felt that Mrs. Mingzhu was too impatient.
Then I won't draw it~
Mrs. Mingzhu said softly, and looked up at Luo Yan's painting, and her expression suddenly solidified because the woman in the painting was not her.
It cannot be said that it is not her, it should be said that it is not her, nor is it her.
The woman in the painting turned out to be a girl with graceful eyebrows and extremely beautiful appearance. The tilted slightest slightest slightest pose on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were shy, as if she wanted to express her thoughts. She was wearing a light purple long skirt, which was a bit weird and innocent and romantic.
Luo Yan used the Honglian template to draw the appearance of Mrs. Mingzhu as a girl, which was not very difficult for him.
Oh, I've bet right~
Luo Yan naturally also observed Mrs. Mingzhu's expression. At the moment when Mrs. Mingzhu's expression was stiff, he understood that he had bet right.
During this period, Luo Yan has investigated Mrs. Mingzhu a lot.
The wife of Mingzhu in the original work is a trendy banshee, cruel and ruthless, evil and charming. Luo Yan has already experienced these things personally. He felt that the three words "trendress" are not Bai Qi. This woman is indeed a fairy, a very trendy banshee.
But in reality, Mrs. Mingzhu is a noble family born in Korea. Hou Bai Yifei is both her cousin, which shows that she has a noble background.
Will a noble woman who doesn’t have to worry about food and drink and life become a terrifying banshee for no reason?
Luo Yan has always believed that there is a reason for people to become bad.
certainly.
If the other party is not a human being, it is naturally another matter.
According to Luo Yan's investigation, Mrs. Mingzhu entered the palace at the age of sixteen, but was not named Mrs. Mingzhu until she was twenty years old. During the four years during this period, Mrs. Mingzhu was not outstanding, and was not even favored by King Han. It seemed that she was just a marginal figure in the palace.
But four years later, everything changed~
Mrs. Mingzhu became the number one person in the harem, deeply loved by Han Wangan, and even made Han Wangan obey her advice.
There are obviously many stories in these four years.
Luo Yan had some palace fighting dramas, so he drew this painting to test it. Even if he was wrong, it would be fine. After all, it was just a painting, but obviously he had a bet right.
There is a saying that goes well.
If she has experienced too many changes in the world, then take her to ride a carousel and just take it~
For women like Mrs. Mingzhu, it is not good to refuse or surrender, because women who have experienced too much will not be as moved as little girls. Their hearts are dead, and there is ice outside that seals all their weaknesses and will not be exposed.
The more fierce a woman is, the softer she is.
This is what is called contrast Cute.
Of course, you have to be careful when playing tricks with such a woman. If it cannot stimulate her inner softness and instead stimulate her sensitive nerves, the consequences will be a bit miserable.
Just like this moment.
The soft look on Mrs. Mingzhu's face disappeared. Her narrow eyes looked at Luo Yan with some coldness and said calmly: What are you painting, sir?
This is what the lady looks like in my mind, pure and beautiful~
Luo Yan said softly with a bit of obsession in his eyes.
This is naturally a serious nonsense.
After all, he prefers the charming and voluptuousness of Mrs. Mingzhu, but men are all quarrels.
……
Mrs. Mingzhu was silent. Looking at the person in the painting, she seemed to think of some things from the past. Her sadness flashed in her eyes and soon recovered again. Her beautiful eyes glanced at Luo Yan with complex eyes, and her voice became soft and seductive again: Don’t you think that Mrs. Is this better than these boring paintings?
While speaking, he reached out and held Luo Yan's hand holding the pen, fitting his fingers between his fingers.
If Luo Yan hadn't held the pen, he felt that Mrs. Mingzhu wanted to play with him.
Madam, liking is not possession, nor possession. Those are all caused by desire. True love is giving and fulfillment. I don’t want to destroy the beauty of Madam in my mind, so please don’t practice yourself anymore!
Luo Yan said slowly with a calm expression, unmoved.
Not much talk, but it is extremely harmful.
Mrs. Mingzhu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Luo Yan tightly, pursed her lips, let go of Luo Yan, and slowly got up. She had an inexplicable complex feeling in her heart, which was a feeling that she had never felt before, anger, melancholy, joy, etc., mixed feelings.
For a moment, Mrs. Mingzhu didn't know what to say.
Luo Yan also looked at Mrs. Mingzhu with her clean eyes open and fearlessly, and said softly: Meeting a wife is already a blessing in his life, and he dare not ask for more.
After saying that, Luo Yan slowly stood up and bowed to Mrs. Mingzhu.
Then, no matter what Mrs. Mingzhu's attitude was, she turned around and walked out of the house.
After talking about this, something will happen if you don’t leave.
My wife promised you to leave?!
Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Luo Yan who was planning to leave directly, and inexplicably felt anger in her heart and said coldly.
Luo Yan ignored it and walked out of the house, maintaining the stubbornness of a scholar. He, Luo, never became a soft-hearted person!
However, Luo Yan soon discovered an embarrassing thing, that is, the door of Baixiang Palace was locked from outside, so he couldn't open the door?!
Want to go out?My wife disagrees, you can't go out~
Mrs. Mingzhu was tall in high heels, with a temperament like a queen. She came behind Luo Yan without any haste and sneered.
Please open the door, my wife!
Luo Yan frowned, glanced at Mrs. Mingzhu, and bowed her hands again.
What about me?!
Mrs. Mingzhu took a step forward and looked at Luo Yan who was helpless. Her eyes moved slightly, she showed a wanton smile, and she said slowly.
Like a tantrum girlfriend.
You can do whatever you want, can I resist?
Luo Yan retorted in his heart and said with a painful look on his face: Madam, it is impossible between you and me, let me go!
Do you still need to teach me how I do it?
Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes curled slightly, her thin lips curled slightly, and her fingers gently brushed across Luo Yan's cheeks. A faint purple smoke floated on her fingertips and instantly poured into Luo Yan's body. In an instant, Luo Yan felt a little paralyzed and her limbs gradually became weak.
poison?!
Luo Yan felt a little strange. Although it was poisonous, it did not seem to be strong. It only had the effect of paralysis. With his current skills, this poison was not enough to worry about, and even the internal breathing could be relieved after a while.
Mrs. Mingzhu seems to love him very much.
Any master who opens up the eight extraordinary meridians has a high toxic resistance, and the general poison has very low effect on them.
Even a very powerful poison is difficult to poison them to death.
The poison used by Mrs. Mingzhu this time was even weaker, as if she was teasing the child.
Luo Yan cooperated very well and leaned against the wooden door with weak limbs. He looked at Mrs. Mingzhu in fear and asked in confusion: Madam, what did you do?!
I will never let go of what I like, I will completely possess you!
Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Luo Yan's panicked eyes, her smile became stronger and stronger, and she said slowly.
Luo Yan thought of a song: Come on~ Happy~ I have a lot of time anyway~
Demonic, you are challenging me for patience!
Luo Yan commented in his heart, but his expression became more and more focused, and he appreciated seriously. It was wrong, it was observation and painting. He is now an artist.
He has not forgotten his character at the moment.
I am just an eighteen-year-old child, what bad heart can I have!
Mrs. Mingzhu's beautiful eyes blinked slightly. Looking at Luo Yan's small movement that secretly wanted to see but dared not look directly, the fun in her eyes became more and more intense. She gently hugged the hair on her shoulders and adjusted her sleeping position, making her posture more enchanting and seductive. Her voice was soft and seductive, but it was mixed with a bit of dignity and nobleness that the lady should have: Sir, have you painted it?!
Don't worry, madam, it'll be fine soon.
Luo Yan cooperated and swallowed with a restrained expression, with a stern face, giving Mrs. Mingzhu enough face, and replied seriously.
This sketch that only takes five minutes, Luo Yan painted it for half an hour, and appreciated the beauty of Mrs. Mingzhu in all directions without blind spots.
Evaluate from an artist's perspective.
Mrs. Mingzhu's figure is a masterpiece, especially the temperament of demonic and dignifiedness, which is a top beauty for any man.
Daji, who is harming the country and the people, is just like this.
Unfortunately, King Han An is not King Zhou.
I am not Bo Yikao either.
Luo Yan sighed in his heart, but he maintained the righteousness that scholars should have on his face. He was a serious person. How could he be tempted by mere beauty?
What's more, the temptation given by Mrs. Mingzhu is not enough. He is not a real 18-year-old child and has never seen the world.
What's the point of hiding a small scene?
It seems that I am anxious to wait.
Mrs. Mingzhu slowly stood up, and her long dark hair fell. As she walked, the steps between her buns swayed, adding a bit of luxurious temperament. She walked behind Luo Yan with a pair of slender embroidered legs that Luo Yan could only make up for. Her beautiful eyes looked at Luo Yan's stiff body and couldn't help but stretch out her hands to hold Luo Yan's shoulders and bent down slightly.
The body curves are getting more graceful.
The hair fell down and rested on Luo Yan's shoulders, and the faint fragrance floated.
Mrs. Mingzhu is no longer interested in Luo Yan's paintings, and she was amazed enough for the last time.
Luo Yan's paintings are magical and are just dead objects, and they are not more interesting than living people who paint. She is more interested in Luo Yan.
Mrs. Mingzhu's fingers gently slid across Luo Yan's cheek, looking at the handsome face with clear contours and a stern face because of her tension, the playful color in her eyes became more and more intense. Her lips leaned against Luo Yan's ear, and she let out a sigh of relief, teasing: Sir, I am so afraid of me, aren't you saying that I am the most important to you?Could it be that he is unwilling to give up the so-called Confucian morality for me?
As the words fell, his body pressed directly on Luo Yan's back, and the softness in that moment stimulated the nerves.
Husband...Madam, I, my painting has not been drawn yet.
Luo Yan said nervously, he felt that Mrs. Mingzhu was too impatient.
Then I won't draw it~
Mrs. Mingzhu said softly, and looked up at Luo Yan's painting, and her expression suddenly solidified because the woman in the painting was not her.
It cannot be said that it is not her, it should be said that it is not her, nor is it her.
The woman in the painting turned out to be a girl with graceful eyebrows and extremely beautiful appearance. The tilted slightest slightest slightest pose on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were shy, as if she wanted to express her thoughts. She was wearing a light purple long skirt, which was a bit weird and innocent and romantic.
Luo Yan used the Honglian template to draw the appearance of Mrs. Mingzhu as a girl, which was not very difficult for him.
Oh, I've bet right~
Luo Yan naturally also observed Mrs. Mingzhu's expression. At the moment when Mrs. Mingzhu's expression was stiff, he understood that he had bet right.
During this period, Luo Yan has investigated Mrs. Mingzhu a lot.
The wife of Mingzhu in the original work is a trendy banshee, cruel and ruthless, evil and charming. Luo Yan has already experienced these things personally. He felt that the three words "trendress" are not Bai Qi. This woman is indeed a fairy, a very trendy banshee.
But in reality, Mrs. Mingzhu is a noble family born in Korea. Hou Bai Yifei is both her cousin, which shows that she has a noble background.
Will a noble woman who doesn’t have to worry about food and drink and life become a terrifying banshee for no reason?
Luo Yan has always believed that there is a reason for people to become bad.
certainly.
If the other party is not a human being, it is naturally another matter.
According to Luo Yan's investigation, Mrs. Mingzhu entered the palace at the age of sixteen, but was not named Mrs. Mingzhu until she was twenty years old. During the four years during this period, Mrs. Mingzhu was not outstanding, and was not even favored by King Han. It seemed that she was just a marginal figure in the palace.
But four years later, everything changed~
Mrs. Mingzhu became the number one person in the harem, deeply loved by Han Wangan, and even made Han Wangan obey her advice.
There are obviously many stories in these four years.
Luo Yan had some palace fighting dramas, so he drew this painting to test it. Even if he was wrong, it would be fine. After all, it was just a painting, but obviously he had a bet right.
There is a saying that goes well.
If she has experienced too many changes in the world, then take her to ride a carousel and just take it~
For women like Mrs. Mingzhu, it is not good to refuse or surrender, because women who have experienced too much will not be as moved as little girls. Their hearts are dead, and there is ice outside that seals all their weaknesses and will not be exposed.
The more fierce a woman is, the softer she is.
This is what is called contrast Cute.
Of course, you have to be careful when playing tricks with such a woman. If it cannot stimulate her inner softness and instead stimulate her sensitive nerves, the consequences will be a bit miserable.
Just like this moment.
The soft look on Mrs. Mingzhu's face disappeared. Her narrow eyes looked at Luo Yan with some coldness and said calmly: What are you painting, sir?
This is what the lady looks like in my mind, pure and beautiful~
Luo Yan said softly with a bit of obsession in his eyes.
This is naturally a serious nonsense.
After all, he prefers the charming and voluptuousness of Mrs. Mingzhu, but men are all quarrels.
……
Mrs. Mingzhu was silent. Looking at the person in the painting, she seemed to think of some things from the past. Her sadness flashed in her eyes and soon recovered again. Her beautiful eyes glanced at Luo Yan with complex eyes, and her voice became soft and seductive again: Don’t you think that Mrs. Is this better than these boring paintings?
While speaking, he reached out and held Luo Yan's hand holding the pen, fitting his fingers between his fingers.
If Luo Yan hadn't held the pen, he felt that Mrs. Mingzhu wanted to play with him.
Madam, liking is not possession, nor possession. Those are all caused by desire. True love is giving and fulfillment. I don’t want to destroy the beauty of Madam in my mind, so please don’t practice yourself anymore!
Luo Yan said slowly with a calm expression, unmoved.
Not much talk, but it is extremely harmful.
Mrs. Mingzhu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Luo Yan tightly, pursed her lips, let go of Luo Yan, and slowly got up. She had an inexplicable complex feeling in her heart, which was a feeling that she had never felt before, anger, melancholy, joy, etc., mixed feelings.
For a moment, Mrs. Mingzhu didn't know what to say.
Luo Yan also looked at Mrs. Mingzhu with her clean eyes open and fearlessly, and said softly: Meeting a wife is already a blessing in his life, and he dare not ask for more.
After saying that, Luo Yan slowly stood up and bowed to Mrs. Mingzhu.
Then, no matter what Mrs. Mingzhu's attitude was, she turned around and walked out of the house.
After talking about this, something will happen if you don’t leave.
My wife promised you to leave?!
Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Luo Yan who was planning to leave directly, and inexplicably felt anger in her heart and said coldly.
Luo Yan ignored it and walked out of the house, maintaining the stubbornness of a scholar. He, Luo, never became a soft-hearted person!
However, Luo Yan soon discovered an embarrassing thing, that is, the door of Baixiang Palace was locked from outside, so he couldn't open the door?!
Want to go out?My wife disagrees, you can't go out~
Mrs. Mingzhu was tall in high heels, with a temperament like a queen. She came behind Luo Yan without any haste and sneered.
Please open the door, my wife!
Luo Yan frowned, glanced at Mrs. Mingzhu, and bowed her hands again.
What about me?!
Mrs. Mingzhu took a step forward and looked at Luo Yan who was helpless. Her eyes moved slightly, she showed a wanton smile, and she said slowly.
Like a tantrum girlfriend.
You can do whatever you want, can I resist?
Luo Yan retorted in his heart and said with a painful look on his face: Madam, it is impossible between you and me, let me go!
Do you still need to teach me how I do it?
Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes curled slightly, her thin lips curled slightly, and her fingers gently brushed across Luo Yan's cheeks. A faint purple smoke floated on her fingertips and instantly poured into Luo Yan's body. In an instant, Luo Yan felt a little paralyzed and her limbs gradually became weak.
poison?!
Luo Yan felt a little strange. Although it was poisonous, it did not seem to be strong. It only had the effect of paralysis. With his current skills, this poison was not enough to worry about, and even the internal breathing could be relieved after a while.
Mrs. Mingzhu seems to love him very much.
Any master who opens up the eight extraordinary meridians has a high toxic resistance, and the general poison has very low effect on them.
Even a very powerful poison is difficult to poison them to death.
The poison used by Mrs. Mingzhu this time was even weaker, as if she was teasing the child.
Luo Yan cooperated very well and leaned against the wooden door with weak limbs. He looked at Mrs. Mingzhu in fear and asked in confusion: Madam, what did you do?!
I will never let go of what I like, I will completely possess you!
Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Luo Yan's panicked eyes, her smile became stronger and stronger, and she said slowly.
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