Tyrannical Wang's Beloved Wife Chapter 390.2

However, Jing Wan wasn't the same. She'd never seen the Imperial Noble Consort before. She just knew that this was her husband, hers. Regardless of what, in any case, it was the most handsome in men's clothing, and the most beautiful in women's clothing. However, hearing Li Hong Yuan's words, she immediately put away her expression, turning back to normal, “About that, when husband is dressed normally, one becomes too infatuated that one will lose control, but it isn't the same when wearing women's clothes. One would just purely admire, and won't have lustful thoughts.”

“Is that so?” Li Hong Yuan said, slowly standing up, his arm raising slightly, smoothing out the clothes.

That loftiness immediately just came out, noble, cool, and elegant, yet also imposing and extravagant. Empress Sun, Noble Consort Su and whatnot, all too weak, alright!?

Eh, though, just a tiny bit too tall. Although not too sure, Jing Wan was a hundred percent certain that his height was already above 180cm, and the immortal nine ring hairstyle in itself was just a tall hairstyle. Adding together, he definitely exceeded 190cm. Even if standing next to Le Cheng Emperor, afraid it won't just be getting crushed by height, but also by that imposing aura.

This kind of person, probably no emperor would be able to dominate. En, if really born a daughter, he can go try the path of a female emperor. And if also possessing the same IQ and skills, perhaps he really can become this stream of history's first female emperor.

While Jing Wan was immersed in her imagination, Li Hong Yuan had already walked before her, “Even if in this current appearance, Wan Wan also doesn't need to hold back. After all, inherently, it's all the same.”

Jing Wan ruthlessly shot him a glare. Did he need to run his mouth like this? Jing Wan secretly swept a glance at Gong mama.

Gong mama just pretended that she didn't hear, “This servant will withdraw first.” What the two masters wanted to do next, they were free to do.

After Gong mama went out, Li Hong Yuan sure enough just became unbridled, directly holding Jing Wan and kissing her with his current look.

That image was definitely hot and passionate, flames radiating in all directions. If someone that wasn't in the know were to see, that image would definitely be beautiful to no end, making one's heart race.

“Wuwuwuu, let go, wu, the mak-makeup will come off, let go, quickly let go……….”

Li Hong Yuan finally let go of her, pinching her chin and 'smilingly' opening his mouth, “Let Wan Wan have a taste and see whether or not one will have the impulse.”

Jing Wan was speechless. It was just as he said himself, inherently it was still him, just having changed attires, that's all. So how could she be indifferent?

“Enough, go sit back down, I'm going to start painting, else, how long do you plan on wearing this attire?”

If it's using the gongbi style, it certainly won't be able to be finished in a short period of time. But, if using the freehand style, it will be much faster. This kind of situation, perhaps there won't be a next time. As such, how could Jing Wan let go of this kind of opportunity. If only cameras existed. Even without filters and photoshop, that image would certainly still be beautiful beyond the horizons.

However, Jing Wan was planning on sketching out the painting for Le Cheng Emperor first, then slowly apply the colors afterwards.

Based on what she understood, Jing Wan roughly deduced the Imperial Noble Consort's personality. Right now, she just needed a matching expression and mannerism. Thus, Jing Wan unhesitantly let Li Hong Yuan pose in various ways for her. However, she seemingly wasn't all too satisfied. This was completely not having that kind of photographer's natural gift, or was it that the person before her was just too special?

Li Hong Yuan was quite amused from watching. In reality, although he'd never seen his birth mother before, he knew what kind of expressions of his would instantly make Le Cheng Emperor think of his birth mother. That's why, once it was more or less enough, Li Hong Yuan decided to do it himself. Sitting with his body turned sideways, resting his chin in one hand, with the side of his face towards Jing Wan, “What do you think?”

Jing Wan nodded with all her might, “The expression, expression, that is the important point.”

“Wan Wan, that way will be very tiring, just bring it up again when sketching the face.”

Thinking it over, this was indeed true. Thus, Jing Wan just lowered her head and began sketching.

What she prepared was also paper that was more or less as tall as a person. However, the person won't take up too much space, because a background will be added.

Jing Wan's movements were very quick, but the sketch was very detailed. After confirming that the proportions were okay, Jing Wan had the face left for last.

Time slowly elapsed, don't know how much had passed.

“Expression, expression.” Shortly after, Jing Wan lifted her head, suddenly blanking, but was pleasantly surprised. In that instant, Jing Wan felt, she was really facing the Imperial Noble Consort. Even if dressed in a formal gown, there wasn't the feeling of being unable to suppress it. In contrast, the luxurious grandeur perfectly combined with the clean elegance, further making one unable to avert one's eyes.

However, it was also just that instant. Jing Wan tightly grasped onto the charm in that moment, her brush moving as if possessed. Very soon, she just finished.

Jing Wan relaxed a breath. Then, looking again onto the paper, although there weren't any colors applied, the feeling also not that solid, but it indeed can be said to be a beauty vividly appearing on paper. That was already no longer Li Hong Yuan, but rather the Imperial Noble Consort.

Regarding the background, Jing Wan suddenly thought of pretty good idea. The zither table stood before the window, and the beauty before the table somewhat indolently sat there, not playing the zither, but rather propping up her cheek, staring outside the window. There was a flowering tree in full bloom, a few birds either resting or flying, yet also, at the same time, drawn over by her beauty. Afterwards, the beauty seemingly heard the sound of footsteps, turning back, seeing the approaching person, revealing a pleasantly surprised smile. The scene, in that moment, just froze in time.

After adding the lines for the background, even Jing Wan herself was all startled. She seemingly was in a bit of disbelief that this was drawn by her. Even without a follow-up, it was already vivid enough.

“The soaring birds mesmerized by her beauty, unwilling to leave, and every person that gaze upon this painting will all think that her smile is for them, so he will further feel this way. This will be his most cherished and most favored birthday present this year, no, should be over all the years.” Li Hong Yuan, unknown as to when, was already standing next to Jing Wan, looking down at the painting.

“Can't bear to give out.” Le Cheng Emperor, that degenerate, for what reason, was able to obtain such a wonderful woman, yet after obtaining, didn't even cherish.

“What use is there keeping it?” Having it drawn like this, Li Hong Yuan further won't let her keep it. “He also can only look, the more beautiful, the more he will suffer, but he definitely won't refrain from looking.”

That's why, it was just a vicious cycle, don't know how Le Cheng Emperor will end up.

Thinking of it like this, Jing Wan felt much better inside.

Having the painting placed aside, Jing Wan began drawing her own painting. No need to go imitate anyone, however Li Hong Yuan wanted to pose all wasn't a problem, needless to painstakingly assume a feminine posture. Of course, the movements can't be too masculine. In reality, in Jing Wan's eyes, at many times, Li Hong Yuan all can be entered into a drawing, for instance, when leaning against the beauty recline, when reading a book, drinking tea, or when quietly contemplating, and so on. Even if in women's clothes, there wasn't the slightest out of sorts feeling. Unfortunately, she can only just think about it. Without a camera, these images can't possibly be preserved. Perhaps, in the future, when she has time, she can slowly imagine him in different attires on her own, drawing down one by one.

Jing Wan perhaps wasn't that skilled in the freehand style, but she was good at grasping the charm very accurately. That's why, it was more than enough to make up for certain deficiencies.

There was a total of four freehand paintings, each having unique poses. Just, each one all carried an expression that belonged to Li Hong Yuan, either sharply cold, yet bewitching, or gentle and loving, or alluring and seductive, or carefree and willful. In any case, it was not the least bit like the Imperial Noble Consort. If the Imperial Noble Consort was someone that made one want to nicely protect, even not daring to dirty, then the Li Hong Yuan in women's clothing appearing vividly on the paper just made one want to pounce on and strip clean, regardless of whether it was really getting enticed by him, or just wanting to conquer him.

If not because of him having clumps of muscle, Jing Wan even wanted to let him expose a shoulder and whatnot. Unfortunately, if it's really like that, then the image will just be uncoordinated. However, if one were to wipe away this look, drawing his original appearance, his clothes disorderly and half-dressed, thinking of that image, no, no, no, nosebleed, nosebleed………

However, certain thoughts nevertheless were unable to be waved away in Jing Wan's mind, can only wait until someday in the future to slowly realize.

Li Hong Yuan saw that tiny 'devilish' expression of Jing Wan's, probably having thought of something that one very much liked. Li Hong Yuan felt that he completely didn't mind cooperating.

Towards Jing Wan's paintings, Li Hong Yuan was still quite satisfied, but because the appearance in the end was a woman, that's why, that bit of satisfaction rapidly dropped by countless percentage points. As expected, he still further looked forward to the painting of his original appearance.

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