Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

There is a bamboo forest in front of us. The tall bamboos are crowded together, and the branches and leaves are crisscrossed. The breeze blows through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves sway and rustle. The sound is like a beautiful music played by nature, one after another, continuously. From a distance, it looks like green waves surging.

There is a pavilion in the bamboo forest, and Feng Ling'er sits gracefully in it.

"By the way, my name is Feng Ling'er. What's your name?" Feng Ling'er opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was as melodious as a yellow oriole.

"My name is Meng De." Lu Hao chuckled.

"Can you really draw?" Feng Ling'er asked playfully, holding her delicate chin with her jade hand.

"I should be a better painter than you!" Lu Hao raised a smile, his eyes flashing with absolute confidence in his painting skills.

"My dear, you are really not modest at all!" Feng Ling'er walked gracefully to his side, her delicate body as soft as a snake leaning against him, her breath as fragrant as orchid, her eyes charming and attractive.

Lu Hao was different from everyone else she had met. When others heard compliments, they would usually be modest, but the young man in front of her had a smug look on his face, almost showing an expression of "I'm the best."

"If you don't believe me, how about we make a bet?" Lu Hao hugged the beauty in front of him into his arms. They looked into each other's eyes, their hot breaths spraying on each other's faces, and the air around them became ambiguous.

"What are you betting on?" Feng Ling'er bit her bright red lips with her pearly teeth and said in a delicate voice.

"How about I ask you to accompany me for a day!" Lu Hao looked at the woman's beautiful eyes filled with spring water and chuckled.

"If you can beat me, then this whole day will belong to you. I will accompany you in whatever you want to do." Feng Ling'er smiled sweetly, covering her mouth with her hands. She has been obsessed with painting since she was a child and has amazing talent in painting. She absolutely does not believe that the man in front of her can surpass her in painting skills.

"A word is settled!"

Lu Hao looked at her with a smile, took out a blank scroll, various paints and brushes from his storage bag, and then began to grind the various paints.

"I didn't expect that you have made such thorough preparations. It seems that you are all a painter!" Feng Ling'er took two steps forward and said softly.

"The theme of our painting this time is the harmony and beauty between man and nature!" Lu Hao picked up the brush and painted boldly on the scroll. A vast bamboo forest was vividly presented in his brush. Each bamboo seemed to have life, and they were staggered and arranged in an orderly manner, showing the unique charm of the bamboo forest.

"Spread your arms a little wider, yes, open them as much as possible. We want to draw an elegant painting that blends people and scenery!" Lu Hao said with a serious face, constantly giving instructions.

"My dear, you ask for so much!" Feng Ling'er rolled her eyes at Lu Hao, but still opened some of the paper.

Lu Hao looked solemn as he gradually outlined Feng Ling'er's elegant figure.

Finally, Lu Hao began to outline the color of his arms. It was a gorgeous color, like a gorgeous flower in full bloom, warm red and shy pink. Every stroke perfectly presented the layering of the colors, as if bringing the dreamy colors closer.

After finishing outlining the color of his pink arms, Lu Hao did not stop, but turned to outline the black curly hair. The brush in his hand seemed to be full of magic, and he accurately drew out the curls on the hair. The black hair exuded a mysterious atmosphere, as if the soft and fluffy hair would rise up in the breeze.

"Perfect handicraft!" Lu Hao looked at the stunning painting in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

"Let me admire it quickly!" Feng Ling'er twisted her slender waist and threw herself into his arms, admiring the stunning painting.

The woman in the painting stands as gracefully as a fairy, her eyebrows are as dark as distant black, her skin is as delicate as a baby's, and there seems to be a pool of spring water flowing in her beautiful eyes, as if passing through the painting and reaching people's hearts. The shyness on her pretty face is like the sunset on the horizon, revealing a moving charm.

Especially the arm, the outline is extremely delicate, the overall details are full, every wrinkle is realistically presented, and the skin is pink and rosy.

In the painting, Feng Ling'er is full of holiness and beauty that seems otherworldly. She blends into the bamboo forest, outlining a beautiful picture of harmony between man and nature.

"Is it realistic?" Lu Hao chuckled as he casually played with Feng Ling'er's black hair.

"You are indeed better at painting than others!" Feng Ling'er stared at every detail on the scroll with her beautiful eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Hao's painting is basically a perfect one-to-one reproduction, which is enough to be considered a stunning painting.

"According to the bet, you are mine today!" Lu Hao gently put his arms around Feng Ling'er's slender waist, his dark eyes staring at the beauty in front of him without blinking, his breathing gradually becoming heavier.

"My dear, what do you want to do to me?" Feng Ling'er exhaled like orchid, drawing tight circles on Lu Hao's chest.

"I think..." Lu Hao kissed the delicate and tempting pink lips.

"Meng De!" Feng Ling'er called out with her beautiful eyes blurred. Her pretty face flushed and her heart was pounding, as if she had returned to her teenage years.

The two of them were entangled in each other's hearts. Feng Ling'er held Lu Hao's arm tightly, but found it was soft.

"Wait a minute, let me take some medicine!" Lu Hao took out a small bottle and poured out a pill from it.

"You are so young and still need to take medicine?" Feng Ling'er covered her red lips, a look of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

"Oh..." Lu Hao sighed weakly, raised his head and took a pill.

Feng Ling'er's beautiful eyes were filled with disappointment. Her incredibly strong body turned out to be just a facade, and was actually extremely weak.

"You can take medicine for one day, two days, three days, but you can't use medicine to maintain your body for a long time!" Feng Ling'er sighed.

"It would be great if I had medicine to maintain my health every day. There are actually only three pills, and I have already taken two." Lu Hao sighed softly.

"What are you going to do now that the medicine is finished?" Feng Ling'er was shocked.

"What else can I do? I can only leave it alone!" Lu Hao let out a light breath, revealing a depressed expression.

At this moment, a palace maid and a eunuch suddenly came over quietly, and the two hurriedly hid themselves.

"Did you notice that Queen Feng didn't show up at the dinner tonight, and the Emperor sent people to look for her everywhere." A palace maid whispered.

"Queen Feng, Feng Ling'er?" Lu Hao was stunned, and then he realized that the woman who was flirting with him might actually be the queen.

"Who is Ye Qingwu to you?" Lu Hao hurriedly broke free from Feng Ling'er's gentle embrace and took his hand out of her black hair.

"I am...Ye Qingwu's mother!" Feng Ling'er said softly with her pretty face slightly flushed.

"Oh my god, why didn't you tell me earlier!" Lu Hao felt like he was struck by lightning and was speechless for a moment. What the hell was going on?