Chapter 6: Alluring Erotic Pictures?
"I only look at you because you're good-looking."
If her mission was to win over this villain and make him fall in love with her, then she would definitely say that.
But she wasn't.
Because of her poor health since childhood, she rarely went out and had very few friends, let alone romantic relationships. If you asked her to date someone, she would probably fail before she even got started.
All she had to do was act as a good matchmaker, pairing up the male and female protagonists from the original book, and her task was complete.
Of course, they also need to stop this major villain from causing trouble for Gu Rongting and Lin Qingwan, and prevent them from misunderstanding each other again.
Yu Wenxue felt a chill run down her spine as she recalled how easily Gu Yunshen had killed the assassin and wiped out the poisonous snakes in a few swift moves.
Are villains who haven't turned evil still considered villains?
The two were not far apart, and Gu Yun Shen could clearly smell the fragrance on her body.
only......
It seems like there are some things that shouldn't be there.
Not receiving a reply from the person in front of him for a long time, Yu Wenxue's hesitation confirmed his guess. He asked again, "You think Gu Rongting is not good-looking, so you came to see me?"
Yu Wenxue came to her senses and realized that she was leaning against a pillar, in a position where he was encircling her.
The pose looked ambiguous no matter how you looked at it, but she wasn't stupid enough to think that the man was flirting with her.
She tried to dodge, but couldn't, so she could only change the subject, saying guiltily, "How do you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?"
Gu Yun Shen remained silent, his palm pressed against the pillar behind her.
The unfamiliar scent drew closer, and strands of hair brushed against her cheek, tickling her slightly.
Yu Wenxue clutched her sleeve, and she could clearly see his eyelashes and the alluring little mole at the corner of his eye.
It must be said that this appearance is indeed extremely alluring, like a jar of fine wine that has been brewed for many years, making people intoxicated.
She could even hear herself swallowing.
That's not good; I need to get rid of this infatuation habit.
Seeing this, Gu Yun Shen stepped back a little, still smiling to himself.
The aggressiveness caused by his imposing size has been completely eliminated.
He acted as if nothing was wrong, truly like he was admiring the scenery.
What are you expecting?
"..."
Yu Wenxue really wanted to punch him.
Is it fun to play pranks on people?
Of course, she didn't dare to actually do it; it was indeed because she was overthinking it, which made him laugh at her. She gave him a couple of humiliating punches from a distance and then gave up.
I never expected that Gu Yun Shen would turn around at this moment.
Her fist, by sheer coincidence, landed on his cheek.
The cawing of crows rang out once more.
Could anything be more embarrassing than this?
Yu Wenxue closed her eyes and pretended to be dead. Soon, her chin was lifted up, and she opened one eye very slowly. She saw several obvious red marks on his fair face and hurriedly explained, "There was a mosquito just now, and I wanted to get rid of it for you."
"There are many mosquitoes in the mountains. Second Young Master, remember to bring some mosquito repellent next time you go out."
"So, I should thank you?"
Gu Yun Shen chuckled softly, his shoulders shrugging slightly.
Her intuition told her that this was the calm before the storm.
Yu Wenxue thought.
As expected, Gu Yun Shen chuckled while rubbing something on his wrist.
excited.
"Hey, let's talk this out. At worst, I'll tell you to hit me back."
Gu Yun Shen ignored him, took out a silver needle, and its light was somewhat dazzling in the blazing sun.
"Two hits, oh no, three hits will do..."
Yu Wenxue was terrified of needles. After stammering for a long time, her vision went black and she fainted.
As my consciousness faded, I heard the wailing of an ambulance.
Palpitations, weakness, and a full twenty hours of intravenous infusion.
The endless smell of disinfectant, and the roller coaster I can never ride.
Her parents argued countless times about their divorce, and her grandparents moved repeatedly while taking her for medical treatment...
Gu Yunshen paused, his hand about to administer the acupuncture.
A soft, fluffy bundle fell into his arms, and a familiar fragrance wafted over him. His headache lessened, and he instantly felt clear-headed and alert.
Looking down, the girl in his arms seemed to sense the impending danger, and a few hot tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
Gu Yun Shen stared at her, remaining still for a long time, before pricking her finger with a non-poisonous silver needle.
Fresh blood slowly seeped out, and the silver needles turned black.
*
"Qian means lush vegetation. Our Qianqian will definitely be like the grass, with strong vitality."
In a daze, her grandmother's voice kept close to her ear, calling her by her nickname: "Qianqian".
Yes, it has a strong vitality.
Now that she has a healthy body, she must live a good life...
When Yu Wenxue opened her eyes, she found herself already lying in bed.
Yesterday, when she saw the silver needles, she thought she was going to die. Unexpectedly, the villain Gu Yun Shen didn't kill her.
Did the sun rise in the west, or did the villain turn good?
Could it be... that he's taken a liking to her?
The idea was too outrageous, and she quickly dismissed it. What did he know about love?
After a while, her mind calmed down, and Yu Wenxue slowly got up and leaned against the bed to think about the next part of the plot.
Three days later is Madam Lin's sixtieth birthday. Gu Rongting will be attending the banquet at the Lin family home, and he will inevitably meet with Lin Qingwan.
This is her last chance, but how to infiltrate the Lin family is a problem.
They could bribe a servant to disguise themselves as a maid, or find a way to get close to Gu Rongting and follow him in openly.
But regardless of the method, a thorny problem arises.
She had no money; she was a penniless pauper.
Yu Wenxue sighed deeply, buried herself in the covers, and murmured, "Even a hero can be brought down by a penny..."
"What is a penny?" Ziyun entered the room carrying a large pile of medicinal herbs and food, her eyes brimming with pride. She announced loudly, "The old lady heard that you fainted again and sent you a lot of tonics."
"Our girls are just so lovable!"
The voice was so loud, as if afraid that others wouldn't hear it.
With a loud "bang," the door across the street slammed shut.
Ziyun put down her things, rubbed her sore arms, and said disdainfully, "I heard that the sachet that Chen Yuru across the street carefully prepared for the Marquis was thrown away by him! She's been crying in her room for a while now."
"Oh." Yu Wenxue clutched her stomach, feeling a bit hungry, and got out of bed to pick out some edible food.
"This is the first time I've seen the old lady dote on a cousin so much. Over the years, quite a few cousins have come to the manor, and most of them were betrothed to other people not long after. The old lady has a wide network of connections. I heard from my sisters that these cousins have all married high-ranking officials from other places."
Ziyun looked her over. With such a beautiful face, she shouldn't be outshone by the one opposite her. She advised, "The Marquis is twenty-four this year, and he is already of marriageable age. If you don't hurry up, young lady, I'm afraid you won't even have the position of a concubine."
Yu Wenxue was annoyed by what she heard and covered her ears: "I don't like him, I will never marry him, and I will never be a concubine. Don't say such things again."
Ziyun pouted, thinking to herself, "My good intentions have been taken for granted," and left indignantly.
Ziyun asked with a drooping smile, "Is there anything else, young lady?"
Yu Wenxue propped her chin up and asked, "Ziyun, do you know how to make money?"
"Silver?" Ziyun frowned and said, "If you are short of silver, why don't you ask the old lady for help? Do you intend to go out and do business on your own?"
"He who eats another's food is bound to him; he who takes another's money is bound to him." Yu Wenxue thought for a moment, then decided to appeal to her emotions and reason with her, "If I make money, wouldn't your life be easier if you followed me?"
According to the setting of the original book, this dynasty was open-minded and allowed women to engage in commerce.
But clearly, she didn't have that kind of mind.
Ziyun, who was secretly calculating in her mind, was quickly persuaded: "Then what are your skills?"
What can they do?
Due to her physical condition, she could only learn skills that did not require her to go out. Yu Wenxue looked at her hands, which she had never done much work and only knew how to play the violin and paint, and fell into deep thought.
There's no violin, so that leaves only painting.
Under Ziyun's expectant gaze, Yu Wenxue slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "I'm exceptionally good at drawing nudes!"
Ziyun: "......"
Yu Wenxue kept this matter in mind, so after finishing her meal, she tidied up briefly and went out.
The streets were bustling with activity, and a huge crowd had gathered in front, completely blocking the main street.
She felt like she had turned into a flattened roujiamo (Chinese meat sandwich), and it took her a lot of effort to squeeze out of the crowd.
The Hall of Beauties must be this place.
Ziyun said that this is the largest calligraphy and painting shop in the city, passed down through three generations of a family, with a history of nearly a hundred years.
Little Snowflake, keep it up!
Yu Wenxue secretly cheered herself up.
The lobby is clean and tidy, with many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls. A faint scent of ink wafts through the air, creating a scholarly atmosphere.
In the corner, there was an erhu covered in a thick layer of dust.
"Young lady, are you looking to buy calligraphy and paintings?" An old man in worn clothes approached, leaning on a cane.
His hair was white, but he was still very energetic.
Yu Wenxue bowed respectfully, took out the painting she had prepared in advance and handed it to him, saying sincerely, "I'm not here to buy calligraphy and paintings. May I ask if you need a painter here?"
The old man took it, his eyes and brows full of praise, but he couldn't help but feel regret: "Business is not as good as before. We can't afford to hire anyone here. Young lady, you should ask other places."
"Sir, my wages are very low, and I can draw anything."
The old man was deeply moved by her earnest expression, but considering the business of his shop, he finally sighed and said, "You can go now."
Having said that, he turned and went back.
Yu Wenxue lowered her head, preparing to try her luck at the next shop.
As she was leaving, she noticed the dusty erhu again, and suddenly an idea struck her. She asked, "Excuse me, how much is this erhu?"
The old man paused for a moment, then said, "That one isn't for sale."
Yu Wenxue couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Now he doesn't even have the chance to perform for money.
She had only taken a few steps when a young man stopped her, his eyes darting around: "Young lady, do you... do you know how to draw... draw people?"
The man was only around twenty years old, and his features bore a resemblance to the old man from before.
Yu Wenxue hummed in agreement.
The man glanced back, and seeing that no one was watching, he furtively shoved a book into her arms. He was so nervous that he stammered, "You, you draw, draw a book based on the contents of this book. I, I'll pay you."
As if afraid she would refuse, he quickly took out a purse and handed it to her: "Here's a part for you. The rest, come and get it when you're done drawing."
"What is this mysterious thing?" Yu Wenxue was about to open it immediately.
The man blushed crimson. He stopped her movement, then realized it was a bit abrupt and withdrew his hand. Not daring to look her in the eye, he slowly said, "Well, it's settled then."
Before she could react, she dashed back.
Yu Wenxue weighed the money pouch in her hand and found that it contained quite a bit of silver.
Driven by curiosity, he returned home and, taking advantage of Ziyun's absence, secretly opened the book.
What you see are bold, naked, and straightforward words; you won't believe it until you see them, and once you do, you'll be shocked.
This is……
Ask her to draw erotic pictures?
She blushed and closed the book, hesitated for a moment, then sheepishly opened it again.
Oh well, having money is better than having no money.
She's even drawn real people, so what's a mere erotic novel compared to that? She can just use any handsome guy's face as a reference.
Yu Wenxue, in one go, quickly prepared her brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and began to sketch the outline of a man on the paper.
After finishing the painting, I felt something was missing, so I added a small mole with cinnabar to the corner of the man's eye.
A note from the author:
Daughter: I'm best at drawing nudes! [shy]
Xiao Gu: So why does he have the same mole as me? [Eye roll]
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