Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"Meng De, it is really a great honor for me that you can come here today. My humble home is simple, I hope you don't mind." The beautiful woman bowed slightly, with a smile on her lips and her eyes full of enthusiasm.

"Madam, you are so polite." Lu Hao inadvertently saw the beautiful woman's exquisite red agate pendant, which emitted a charming halo under the sunlight. The pendant seemed to have magical power that attracted his entire attention.

"Please follow me!" The beautiful woman opened her red lips slightly, her voice as melodious as an oriole's cry. Her skirt fluttered slightly, and she smiled faintly when she looked back, with a bit of charm and enthusiasm. She swayed her slender waist and led the way in front. Every step she took had a special charm.

"Okay!" Lu Hao only felt his throat was a little dry. The gestures of the beautiful woman in front of him were so touching, especially her eyes which seemed to hide a pool of spring water.

Lu Hao followed the beautiful woman, circling left and right, passing a haystack, and finally came to a spring.

"Young Master, please sit here for a while. I will prepare some cakes for you!" The beautiful woman had a gentle smile on her face, and then she walked away with lotus steps, leaving only a faint and elegant fragrance in the air.

"Your mother is obviously a broad-minded and tolerant woman." Lu Hao glanced at the graceful figure of the beautiful woman and sighed to Siyue.

"After my father left, my mother raised me alone. These years were very difficult. I could feel that she was very lonely. She often cried in my father's room!" Siyue said softly.

"If I have time, I will definitely come here often to give you and your daughter more warmth so that you won't be lonely anymore." Lu Hao patted Siyue's shoulders gently and comforted her in a low voice.

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, the beautiful woman came back gracefully.

"My humble abode is simple and I don't have any treats. This is freshly brewed milk tea!" The beautiful woman placed some exquisite pastries and two bowls of steaming milk tea on the table.

"This is serious milk, right? I won't drink even a sip of anything else!" Lu Hao said seriously. You know, he has his own principles and bottom line.

"Don't worry, these are all real teas made with milk!" The beautiful woman's expression tightened and she explained hurriedly.

"Then I'll believe you this time!" Lu Hao picked up the milk tea and took a sip. It was soft and smooth, with a strong milky flavor. It was indeed a high-quality milk tea.

Seeing Lu Hao sitting in a chair and sipping tea leisurely, the beautiful woman couldn't help but whisper to her daughter, "Your friend is quite serious!"

"He is just a hypocrite!" Siyue's pretty face turned slightly red and she said quietly.

"Aunt, there is something I want to ask you!" Lu Hao put down the teacup and said seriously.

"Sir, please tell me everything I know." The beautiful woman nodded slightly.

"Let me show you a scroll!" Lu Hao said as he took out a scroll from his storage bag, and then shook it, and a beautiful scroll appeared.

There is still a mother and daughter above, but this time there is a tall man in the picture. They are sitting under a maple tree. The mother and daughter have delicate faces and fair skin, while the man is full of masculine beauty. There are unspeakable emotions in the eyes of the mother and daughter, and they also have shy expressions.

This painting is actually a rare illustration.

When Lu Hao got many scrolls yesterday, he unexpectedly discovered such a scroll.

"You...how did you get this painting? She clearly promised us that she would never reveal it!" The beautiful woman's face turned pale in an instant, and her voice trembled uncontrollably. This was like a nightmare for her.

"This is something I got unexpectedly." Lu Hao said softly.

"Alas... I shouldn't have let her draw!" The beautiful woman raised her head slightly, her eyes full of regret, and looked into the distance with empty eyes, as if she was lost in long-lost memories. Her lips trembled as she told this unknown story.

"In the early years, we, an orphan and a widow, had a very difficult life. There was a great painter who saw that we were slim and elegant, so she offered a high price to let us be her painting subjects, and she gave us one thousand spirit stones every time!" The beautiful woman told the secret in her heart.

"Then who is the man in this illustration?" Lu Hao couldn't help but ask.

The beautiful woman glanced at the scroll and her pretty face flushed slightly. The two people in the painting had graceful figures, and every line was very soft. The slightly opened pink lips were like blooming flowers, with attractive colors, as if they had thousands of words to say.

"There are actually only two of us in this painting. There is no third person." The beautiful woman breathed slowly.

"What does it mean?" Lu Hao was a little confused. There were clearly three people in the painting.

"That man was imagined by the painter and added by himself." The beautiful woman told the whole story.

"So that's how it is!" Lu Hao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that someone had sent him warmth in advance.

"I heard that you are willing to help my daughter practice. Are you serious about this?" The beautiful woman stepped forward gracefully, bringing with her a faint fragrance.

"Of course it's true, but there are conditions." Lu Hao raised a smile.

"Tell me what's on your mind. As long as it's within my ability, I'm willing to do it no matter what it is..." The beautiful woman bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and her lips looked even redder because of this subtle movement.

"To be honest, I am also a painter and have been learning painting since I was young. I also want to draw illustrations of classics like this one. I wonder if you can fulfill this little wish of mine." Lu Hao said with a smile.

"I understand what you mean!" The beautiful woman hesitated slightly, but nodded slightly.

"Let me go in and prepare!" said the beautiful woman as she pulled Siyue into the inner room.

Lu Hao took out drawing paper and paint from his storage bag and stood in the pavilion waiting patiently. Soon, two women came out.

The moment the two women came out, Lu Hao felt his breathing stagnate and he seemed to be stunned. The scene before him was so stunning.

The beautiful woman had a graceful figure, and every step she took was graceful. Her exquisite face and charming eyes full of affection perfectly overlapped with the picture in her memory.

Siyue is also pretty and charming. She follows her mother like a blooming flower, full of youthfulness. The mother and daughter standing together look like fairies in a painting.

Lu Hao picked up the brush and ink and began to paint the picture of the beauty on the scroll. All the exquisite details were clearly presented by him, and the outlines were magnificent.

"Spread your arms as wide as possible to show the beauty of embracing nature. Our painting should try to show the harmony and beauty between humans and nature." Lu Hao said seriously.

Hearing this, the beautiful woman blushed and sighed: "Cultivated people are really different."