Qin Dynasty snare people

Mrs. Mingzhu's attire is undoubtedly extremely beautiful and coquettish. Under her slender neck, she has a breast as thick as white jade, which is half-covered and half-covered. Her waist is tied up in a variety of poses, and the most alluring thing is the slightly raised breasts. The red lips are slightly open, trying to attract a kiss, and the narrow eyes are somewhat lazy and charming, always exuding a seductive aura.

Luo Yan thought of a song: Come on~ be happy~ I have a lot of time anyway~

Monster, you are challenging my patience!

Luo Yan commented in his mind, but his expression became more focused, and he was seriously appreciating, no, observing, painting, he is an artist now.

He has not forgotten his persona at this moment.

I'm just an eighteen-year-old kid, how can I have such a bad heart!

Mrs. Mingzhu's beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and the interest in her eyes became more and more intense when she saw Luo Yan's little movements that he secretly wanted to see but did not dare to look directly at. She gently took the hair on her shoulders and adjusted her sleeping position to make her posture more enchanting. The person's voice was soft and sultry, but also mixed with a bit of dignity and nobility that a lady should have: "Sir, are you done with the painting?!"

"Don't worry, madam. It will be fine soon."

Luo Yan swallowed cooperatively, with a reserved expression and a straight face, which gave Mrs. Mingzhu face, and at the same time he answered sternly.

This sketch took only five minutes, and Luo Yan spent half an hour on it, admiring the beauty of Mrs. Mingzhu from all directions.

Evaluate from an artist's perspective.

Mrs. Pearl's figure is exquisite, especially her charming and dignified temperament, which makes her a top-notch beauty for any man.

Daji, who brought disaster to the country and the people, was nothing more than this.

It's a pity that King An of Han is not King Zhou.

I am not Boyikao either.

Luo Yan sighed in his heart, but on his face he maintained the "awe-inspiring righteousness" that a scholar should have. He was a serious person. How could he be seduced by mere beauty.

What's more, the temptation given by Mrs. Mingzhu is not enough. He is not really an eighteen-year-old child and has never seen the world.

It’s such a small scene, why should I, Loa, hide it?

Seems to be impatient.

Mrs. Mingzhu stood up slowly, her long black hair hanging down. As she walked, the steps between her buns swayed, adding a bit of luxurious temperament. She came to Luo Yan with a pair of slender embroidered legs that Luo Yan could imagine. Behind him, Mei Mu looked at Luo Yan, whose body had stiffened, and couldn't help but stretched out his hands to hold Luo Yan's shoulders, bending down slightly.

The body curves become more and more graceful.

The hair fell down and rested on Luo Yan's shoulders, and the fragrance floated.

Mrs. Mingzhu was no longer interested in Luo Yan's paintings, and she was already impressed enough by the last time.

After all, Luo Yan's paintings are just dead objects in the magic, which are more interesting than the living people who paint them. She is more interested in Luo Yan.

Mrs. Mingzhu's fingers gently slid across Luo Yan's cheek. Looking at this handsome face with clear facial features and a tense face, the playful look in her eyes became more intense. She leaned her lips against Luo Yan's ear and vomited softly. In a flirtatious tone, he said: "Sir, you are so afraid of me. Didn't you say that I am the most important to you? Are you unwilling to give up the so-called Confucian morality for me?"

As the words fell, his body pressed directly against Luo Yan's back, and the softness at that moment stimulated his nerves.

"Mrs. Husband, I haven't finished my painting yet."

Luo Yan said nervously that he felt Mrs. Mingzhu was too impatient.

"Then I won't draw anymore~"

Mrs. Mingzhu said softly, while looking up at Luo Yan's painting, her expression suddenly froze 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 her and it is not her.

The woman in the painting turned out to be a young girl with deep and graceful eyebrows and extremely beautiful appearance. The corners of her mouth were raised with the unique grace of a girl. Her eyes were shy, as if she had thousands of things on her mind that she wanted to express. She was wearing a light purple dress. The long skirt is a bit quirky, innocent and romantic.

Luo Yan relied on the red lotus template to draw the appearance of Mrs. Mingzhu as a girl, which was not difficult for him.

Oh ho, the bet was right~

Luo Yan was naturally observing Mrs. Mingzhu's expression. The moment Mrs. Mingzhu's expression became stiff, he knew that he had made the right bet.

During this period of time, Luo Yan was constantly investigating Mrs. Mingzhu.

The Lady Mingzhu in the original novel is a trendy banshee, ruthless, charming, and charming. Luo Yan has experienced these things personally, and he feels that the word trendy banshee is not in vain. This woman is indeed a seductress, very trendy. succubus.

But in reality, Madam Mingzhu was born into a famous noble family in South Korea, and the blood-clad Hou Bai was also her cousin, which shows that she was born in a noble family.

Will an aristocratic woman who has nothing to worry about about food, drink and life turn into a frightening trendy banshee for no reason?

Luo Yan has always believed that people become bad for a reason.

certainly.

If the other party is not a human being, then it is naturally a different matter.

According to what Luo Yan investigated, Mrs. Mingzhu entered the palace at the age of sixteen, but was not named Mrs. Mingzhu until she was twenty years old. During these four years, Mrs. Mingzhu was not outstanding, and was not even favored by Han Wangan. It seems that Just a marginal figure in the palace.

But four years later, everything has changed~

Mrs. Mingzhu became the number one person in the harem and won the favor of Han Wangan, who even made Han Wangan obey her words.

There are obviously a lot of stories in those four years.

Luo Yan had imagined some palace battle dramas, so he drew this picture to test it out. Even if he was wrong, it would be okay. After all, it was just a picture, but it was obvious that he was right.

There is a saying that goes well.

If she has experienced too many changes in the world, then take her to ride the merry-go-round for some simplicity~

For women like Mrs. Pearl, it is not good to refuse or give in, because women who have experienced too much will not be able to move their hearts like little girls. Their hearts are already dead, and there is hard ice outside that blocks all the weakness. It is sealed and will not be exposed.

The more fierce a woman is, the softer her heart is.

This is what is called contrasting cuteness.

Of course, you have to be careful when playing tricks with this kind of woman. If you fail to inspire her inner softness and instead stimulate her sensitive nerves, the consequences will be disastrous.

Just like this moment.

The soft look on Mrs. Mingzhu's face disappeared, her narrow eyes looked at Luo Yan indifferently, and she said calmly: "Sir, what are you painting?"

"This is how Madam looks in my mind, pure and beautiful~"

Luo Yan said softly with a bit of fascination in his eyes.

This is of course serious nonsense.

After all, he prefers Mrs. Mingzhu's charming and slutty character, but men are always duplicitous.

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Mrs. Mingzhu was silent. Looking at the people in the painting, she seemed to think of some things in the past. The sadness and weakness in her eyes flashed away, and soon she recovered again. Her beautiful eyes glanced at Luo Yan complicatedly, and her voice became softer again. Soft and sultry: "Sir, don't you think this lady is more beautiful than these boring paintings?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hold Luo Yan's hand holding the pen, and the fingers were close to each other.

If Luo Yan hadn't been holding the pen, he felt that Mrs. Mingzhu wanted to play with him.

"Madam, liking is not ownership, let alone possession. Those are all driven 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 abuse yourself anymore!"

Luo Yan looked calm and unmoved, and said slowly.

It doesn’t say much, but it hurts a lot.

Mrs. Mingzhu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, she stared at Luo Yan, pursed her lips, let go of Luo Yan, and stood up slowly. There was an inexplicable complex emotion in her heart, which was a feeling she had never felt before. Anger, melancholy, joy, etc., all the five flavors are mixed.

For a moment, Mrs. Mingzhu didn't know what to say.

And Luo Yan looked at Madam Mingzhu with his "clean" eyes open and fearless, and said softly: "Meeting Madam is already a blessing in Zhengchun's life, and he doesn't dare to ask for more."

After speaking, Luo Yan slowly stood up and bowed to Mrs. Mingzhu.

Then regardless of Mrs. Mingzhu's attitude, she turned around and walked out of the house.

If we talk about this, something will happen if we don't leave.

"Does my wife allow you to leave?!"

Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Luo Yan who was about to leave directly, feeling an inexplicable anger welling up in her heart, and said coldly.

Luo Yan ignored it and strode out of the house, maintaining the stubbornness of a scholar. He, Luo, never took advantage of others!

However, Luo Yan soon discovered an embarrassing thing, that is, the door of Baixiang Palace was locked from the outside. He couldn't open the door? !

"Want to go out? My wife doesn't agree, so you can't go out~"

Mrs. Mingzhu was wearing high heels. She was tall and had the temperament of a queen. She came behind Luo Yan in a hurry and sneered.

"Ma'am, please open the door!"

Luo Yan frowned, glanced at Madam Mingzhu, and said again.

"Don't I?!"

Mrs. Mingzhu took a step forward, looked at Luo Yan who was a little at a loss, her eyes moved slightly, she showed a wanton smile, and said slowly.

Like an angry girlfriend.

You can do whatever you want, can I still resist?

Luo Yan retorted in his heart and hinted with a look of pain on his face: "Madam, it is impossible between you and me, please let me go!"

"Do I still need you to teach me how to do things?"

Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes slightly curved, her thin lips curled slightly, her fingers gently brushed Luo Yan's cheek, a faint purple smoke floated on her fingertips, and poured into Luo Yan's body instantly, making Luo Yan feel My whole body was a little numb, and my limbs were gradually becoming weak.

poison? !

There was something strange in Luo Yan's heart. Although it was poison, it didn't seem to be very toxic. It only had a paralyzing effect. With his current skill, this poison was nothing to worry about, and it could even be relieved by accelerating the inner breath for a while.

Mrs. Mingzhu seemed to love him very much.

All masters who have access to the Eight Extraordinary Meridians have high poison resistance, and ordinary poisons have very little effect on them.

Even very powerful poisons can hardly kill them.

The poison Mrs. Mingzhu used this time was even weaker, as weak as teasing a child.

Luo Yan cooperated very much and leaned against the wooden door limply. He looked at Madam Mingzhu in fear and asked in confusion: "Madam, what have you done?!"

"I will never let go of what I like, I want to completely possess you!"

Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Luo Yan's panicked and puzzled eyes, her smile grew stronger, and she said slowly.