Zuan: "???"
He had a million questions in his mind. It was just the blanket she had slept in. Why was she so shy?
Could that strange fragrance just now have been some other scent?
At this moment, Yu Yanluo had changed into a home nightgown. The silk fabric was extremely form-fitting, and her mature and graceful body curves were faintly visible. But the more hazy the feeling, the more alluring it became.
Especially the amazing curve between the waist and hips, which perfectly embodies a woman's innate charm.
Not long after, Yu Yanluo came in again, carrying a brand new quilt: "This is for you."
"Uh, thank you, Madam." Zu'an really didn't know what to say. He couldn't very well ask her about the strange fragrance on the quilt.
Just as he was about to say something, his eyes suddenly narrowed as he noticed that because Yu Yanluo was bending over to cover herself with the blanket, her neckline was exposed. In addition, she was wearing a nightgown, which made her clothes look particularly loose. As she bent over, a large expanse of beautiful scenery was clearly revealed.
In this situation, Zu'an was naturally embarrassed to take advantage of him, and awkwardly turned his head to the side.
Yu Yanluo had just finished spreading the quilt for him when she suddenly noticed his strange behavior. She looked down and her face turned red instantly. She quickly covered her chest and stood up straight.
She had just changed her clothes and was in a hurry to change the sheets, so she didn't realize it for a moment. She usually dressed this casually when she was alone in the bedroom because it was impossible for other men to enter her room. So, because she had just changed her clothes, she didn't realize it for a moment.
However, instead of screaming or panicking like the little girl, she pretended to be calm and said, "Since you're still awake, come and see the people in the Duke's mansion with me."
Zuan was surprised: "It's finished so quickly?"
Yu Yanluo smiled and said, "I've already drawn a few. You can draw the rest while I'm watching you."
Zuan immediately became interested: "I'd love to learn how to draw from you."
"You want to learn to paint?" Yu Yanluo was taken aback.
Zuan nodded: "Because the most basic requirement for my disguise skill is to be a master of drawing, so that I can have a clear understanding of the details of the target's appearance. After a period of hard practice, I thought I was ready to graduate, but I didn't expect you to see through me in one go."
“I see,” Yu Yanluo said with a sudden realization. “This disguise is quite amazing. That’s good. You can come with me to see where the problem lies, so you won’t give yourself away when you go out to deceive people in the future.”
Zu An thought to himself that something about those words sounded rather strange.
He quickly got out of bed and followed her, only to find that Yu Yanluo had taken a white fur shawl and wrapped it around her neck, clearly indicating that she had already discovered what had just happened.
However, it would be awkward for everyone to talk about this, so let's just let it go.
Yu Yanluo took out a few paintings and handed them to him: "The first one is Uncle Ming, the steward of the Duke's mansion. He handles all the big and small matters in the mansion. He has been with Yanyou for many years and is the person who knows him best. If anyone is likely to see through your identity, he is the first one to come to mind."
Zuan took the paper and saw a drawing of a man who looked like a steward. He recognized the man; they had met once when he came to the Duke's mansion to investigate a case.
Sure enough, it looked exactly like that person. What surprised Zuan even more was that this person was so lifelike, not like a person in a painting, but like a real person.
Just then, the portrait on the paper suddenly rippled, and then a wisp of green smoke slowly drifted out of the paper and landed on the ground. As the smoke gradually dissipated, a human figure gradually emerged.
Who else could it be but Uncle Ming!
"Young master, you can call me Uncle Ming. You can ask me anything if there's anything in the manor." The man bowed to Zu An, his tone polite yet somewhat distant, exactly the same as when he first met him.
Zuan was startled, not expecting him to appear here. His muscles tensed instantly, ready to strike at any moment.
Yu Yanluo smiled gently and said, "Don't be nervous. He is just a figure in my painting, not real."
"The person in the painting?" Zu An's eyes widened in surprise. He rushed over to check and found that his hand could indeed easily pass through the other person's body, indicating that the person had no physical form.
"Young master, please don't do this. It will only hasten my dissipation." "Uncle Ming" took a step back and said with some helplessness.
"He can still talk?" Zu An looked at Yu Yanluo, completely shocked.
Yu Yanluo explained, "He is just a kind of creature that appears in my paintings. Strictly speaking, he cannot be considered a creature. Every time I finish drawing a character, I give him detailed settings, and he can leap off the paper and look exactly like the person I want to draw. However, he has no physical form and will naturally disappear after a while."
Zuan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "I used to think that the ability to create beautiful writing was just a legend, but Madam has made me realize that it's not just about creating beautiful writing, it can even create living people."
He couldn't help but think that in his previous life, those otaku all liked those two-foot-long wives. If Yu Yanluo had helped, she could have turned their paper-doll wives into real people.
Even if it only exists for a short time, it's enough to drive otaku around the world crazy.
Even if you're not a homebody, you can still draw some celebrities on a three-foot-long canvas, and those fans would be ecstatic.
The only downside is that it doesn't have a physical form; you can only look at it but not touch it...
"Practice makes perfect," Yu Yanluo said as if it were something extremely ordinary. "Hey, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and get to know him better, so that when you see him next time you're pretending to be Yanyou, you won't give yourself away."
"Oh, okay." Zu'an's face flushed. What was he thinking? What do otaku need a physical body? Two girls to keep them company is enough.
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