Chapter 21
Rong Rong was eaten, and she was depressed.
Although she was happy in the end, the beginning was not under her control.
Especially since that was the first time she had found an excuse to bully Li Tianyi, but instead of bullying him, she ended up being bullied herself.
It felt like I'd been slapped in the face; I couldn't help but feel unhappy no matter how I thought about it.
Rong Rong completely enraged Li Tianyi.
Or you could say that Rong Rong was angry and embarrassed.
In short, Rong Rong hadn't spoken to anyone for over ten days, and at night she even sent him to sleep in the study.
For Li Tianyi, who had just tasted the sweetness of meat and was still enjoying it, this was nothing short of torture.
Although that day was enough to make him happy for a long time, now the beauty is his wife and loves him deeply. How can he be satisfied with just that?
In order to break the deadlock, Li Tianyi catered to her preferences and invited the world's number one painter, Mr. Huang Leshan, to paint a portrait of Rongrong.
Mr. Huang's paintings are both lifelike and expressive, always making people feel as if they are there, unable to distinguish between the painting and reality.
The painting seemed to contain some kind of magic, gradually captivating those who saw it, even driving them mad, with them constantly proclaiming that the painting could move!
Such a miraculous phenomenon has made people flock to Mr. Huang's paintings, making them extremely difficult to obtain.
Li Tianyi went to great lengths to find the other party, but at first, Mr. Huang refused to paint Rong Rong's portrait, and even when Li Tianyi held a knife to his neck, he remained unmoved.
I just can't draw it, I'll never be able to draw it even if I die!
Those with great talent in the world often have some eccentricities. Mr. Huang once said that he could only paint when he was inspired. If he was not inspired, his paintings would be nothing but a pile of dog shit.
As for what inspiration is, and where does it come from?
Mr. Huang himself did not know, only saying that it was a mysterious feeling, as if he were possessed by a god at that moment, and the one painting was no longer himself.
Those who heard it couldn't help but laugh out loud. No one believed it; they all thought it was just an excuse from Mr. Huang that he didn't want to paint.
Li Tianyi thought so too, and he didn't care about anything else. He thought it was fine to draw a pile of dog poop, and he insisted on bringing the person to Rong Rong's place.
In less than a second, Mr. Huang, who had just been struggling and screaming that he couldn't draw, suddenly convulsed as if possessed by something. His expression changed instantly, and he picked up his paintbrush and started drawing rapidly.
"Is this the greatest painter in the world?" Rong Rong asked curiously. "He is indeed as amazing as the rumors suggest."
What Rongrong wanted to say was, is this definitely not a case of mental illness?
But she was too embarrassed to say it out loud. After all, the old gentleman was still going to paint her portrait, and it wouldn't be good if he offended him and painted her ugly.
Mr. Huang was completely absorbed in his own world. He did not ask Rong Rong to stay still in one position. On the contrary, he asked Rong Rong to do her own thing, preferably as usual.
So Rongrong would sit on the swing, fly kites, catch fish, and play the piano, living a fulfilling and carefree life. Of course, no matter what Rongrong did, Li Tianyi was always there to accompany her.
Rong Rong was still angry and kept ordering people around, keeping them extremely busy.
After Rong Rong got tired of playing and fell asleep on the bench, Li Tianyi finally had the opportunity to gently pull her into his arms.
“I’m losing my inspiration if you keep doing this,” Mr. Huang’s weathered voice rang out softly.
Li Tianyi's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"I'm serious." Mr. Huang weakly wiped the sweat from his forehead, as if the time just now had burned away his life force.
Li Tianyi raised an eyebrow. Even though he didn't believe the rumors about Mr. Huang, he couldn't be careless about Rong Rong's matter. He silently got up and sat down at the tea table next to him, looking at Mr. Huang with a cool expression.
Dramatically, Mr. Huang convulsed again, then his eyes hardened, and he picked up his paintbrush with strong hands and began to paint again.
When the painting was finished, Rongrong was still fast asleep.
Li Tianyi held the painting, staring at it for a long time.
At that moment, he finally understood the extraordinary nature of Mr. Huang's paintings.
If he hadn't been certain that Rong Rong was sleeping right next to him, he probably would have thought she was in the painting.
Li Tianyi carefully put the painting away. Old Mr. Huang had collapsed to the ground. Li Tianyi arranged for someone to settle Old Mr. Huang down before carefully picking up Rong Rong and taking her back to the house.
Li Tianyi was unaware that Mr. Huang had secretly repainted the painting after returning home. This was something he had never done before. Even he himself would find it difficult to replicate the same painting, but this time he managed to perfectly replicate it.
Unfortunately, the painting disappeared that very night after it was completed. Mr. Huang was already suffering from heart failure, and the loss of the painting caused him to be consumed by anger, leading to his unfortunate passing away the next day.
His posthumous work, "Portrait of a Beauty," has become the most legendary of his life's paintings.
Especially after Rong Rong's beauty spread throughout the world, and it is said that the subject of her painting, "Beauty Portrait," became a treasure that people competed to acquire.
Of course, that's a story for later. At this moment, Rong Rong was admiring her own portrait in a good mood.
That was a beauty from the Moon Palace, dressed in radiant brocade robes, holding a tiny jade rabbit, standing gracefully under the laurel tree. Her beauty was captivating, her face radiant and enchanting.
Laurel petals drifted down like tiny fluorescent lights, adding a touch of dreamlike beauty to her stunning appearance.
She gazes at you through the swirling mist, as if she could step out of the painting at any moment, or disappear right before your eyes.
The anxiety of gaining or losing something keeps your mind on edge, causing it to fluctuate wildly.
"So Mr. Huang's paintings really do have a magical quality," Rong Rong sighed softly.
Little did she know that the portrait she thought was so lifelike was not even a tenth as beautiful as she was in real life.
The painting "Beauty" became Rong Rong's private collection, and only she would occasionally take it out to admire it. Li Tianyi had no interest in it at all; he preferred to look at Rong Rong herself.
Moreover, ever since Rong Rong got the painting and reluctantly forgave him, he finally began a happy life, spending all his time with Rong Rong like conjoined twins.
Rong Rong has almost lost the ability to walk, and most of the time she is held in Li Tianyi's arms.
When she couldn't take it anymore, Rongrong would get angry and fight back.
Her fierce yet adorable appearance failed to intimidate Li Tianyi; instead, it emboldened him to bully her even more.
Just before Rong Rong was about to completely lose her temper, Li Tianyi brought good news in time, successfully calming Rong Rong down.
"I'll take you to the outskirts tomorrow. The mountains are covered in red leaves, a sight to behold in the capital!" Li Tianyi carefully wiped Rong Rong's fingers, and even after he finished, he wouldn't let go of them, holding them in his hand and looking at them and squeezing them from time to time.
"You would be so kind?" Rong Rong asked doubtfully, perhaps shocked by the news, she even forgot to retract her claws.
Previously, Li Tianyi absolutely refused to let her go out.
Li Tianyi smiled and explained gently, "The Da Gan army has withdrawn, and the two countries have reached a truce. From now on, Rongrong can go out anytime she wants!"
The real reason was that the court was in turmoil, and the emperor finally had his own people and began to compete for power with Prince Yu.
Prince Yu had no choice but to hastily end the war and return to the capital as soon as possible.
With the biggest threat gone, Li Tianyi, who had been living in constant fear, finally got a chance to catch his breath and was finally able to take Rong Rong out for some fresh air.
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