Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 370 Chu Pingsheng: So you like SW
Li Yunrui couldn't move or speak. He was obviously very angry and full of hatred, but he couldn't control his expression. The corners of his mouth turned up, his eyes were slightly raised, and the smile lines on his cheeks became clearer, revealing a hint of white in the middle.

"That's right, don't move."

After Chu Pingsheng finished speaking, he picked up his brush and sketched carefully on the rice paper. Sometimes he looked up and stared at her body in thought, and sometimes he lowered his head, his brush moving like the wind, sometimes rolling and sometimes relaxing.

"Well, beautiful things should be preserved and passed down through the ages."

he……

This beast wants to pass on the painting?

If anyone dares to do this to the royal family of Nanqing, she must torture him to death, confiscate his property and exterminate his entire clan, and exterminate all nine generations of his clan... No, even exterminating all ten generations of his clan would not be enough to allay the hatred in her heart.

"Our ancestors were not wrong. It is true that having many skills is good, and one only regrets not having enough knowledge when one needs it."

After finishing a painting, Chu Pingsheng picked up his pen to ponder.

This [Mahayana Paradise Demon Body] is not only fast at learning martial arts, but also fast at learning other skills. When he learned the yaoqin from Kang Guangling, he had already reached the proficient level in half a month. Later, he learned calligraphy and painting from Wu Lingjun, which took a little longer, almost a month, before he could get good at it. However, he is not as good as those masters of calligraphy and painting. In the words of Wu Lingjun, with only one month's hard work, his uncle could enter the palace as a painter and have no problem catching the eyes of examiners in the two examinations of the township and the association.

Later, he learned to sing opera with Li Kuilei. Fortunately, he had learned ventriloquism from Ah Zhu in advance. It can be said that he was really good. In just half a month, he could compete with the actors in famous opera troupes.

Even Duan Yanqing was tricked by him for his ventriloquism skills, but he rarely used them. He usually used them to amuse Chu Tongtong, who babbled and could not speak clearly.

"It's still early, so I'll paint two more pictures."

As he spoke, he walked over and moved Li Yunrui's hands and feet again, and then he lay facedown on the crescent-shaped couch, with his head slightly raised towards the painter. He crossed his hands and raised his chin. This posture showed off his curves to the fullest.

"This position is good, don't move."

Chu Pingsheng took two steps back and suddenly caught a glimpse of a silver fruit plate on the table facing the palace door. There were red plums on the plate. He went over and took one and put it in Li Yunrui's hand, then put it close to his lips and lifted his long legs a little.

"This one is better. It's sexy, sexy, and a little cute."

Nodding with satisfaction, he walked back to the drawing table, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink: "Come, look at me and smile... Don't force me to press your funny bone again."

Li Yunrui was going crazy.

In the entire Qing Kingdom, she was almost second to none because of her relationship with the Crown Prince and the Second Prince. But now she had fallen to the point of becoming a plaything in the hands of the Northern Qi assassin, posing in all kinds of blushing poses to draw nude pictures for him.

She swore that she would be unworthy of being a human if she didn't take revenge.

Chu Pingsheng did not even raise his head. While writing and painting, he said calmly, "Have you sworn in your heart to take revenge? What if you can't kill me?"

Can't kill him?
In this world, apart from the Grand Master, there is no one that Li Yunrui cannot kill!

"It's done."

Chu Pingsheng moved the paintbrush away, gently moved the iron palm flame knife to dry the ink, and picked up the rice paper to show the protagonist of the painting.

"How is it? My painting skills are pretty good, right? How much do you think this painting of the nude Princess Nanqing would sell for?"

In fact, there is no need to go through so much trouble. Just sell it to Li Chengqian. I think no matter how high the price is, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will buy it all.

"Well, no, as the saying goes, happiness is better shared than happiness alone."

He looked thoughtful, "Fan Xian wrote a book called Red Mansions, which attracted countless women in Kyoto. If I write a book called Jin Ping Mei and use this as illustration, wouldn't it be a hit overnight? All men in the world will praise my great achievements?"

Li Yunrui's brain was about to explode.

Although I don’t know what the Jin Ping Mei he was talking about is, but how can a book that uses a naked woman’s painting as illustrations be a good book?
If this is true, the Qing Kingdom can launch a literary inquisition to cut off the market for this book, but what about the Northern Qi? What about Dongyi City?

The Princess of Nanqing State became the heroine of a pornographic painting. If Emperor Qing knew about this...

This beast is going to destroy her!

"A book with nearly a million words needs more than just a few illustrations. I need to draw more."

As he spoke, he began to manipulate her body again, changing it to a more revealing and shameful position.

brute.

brute.

brute!

Li Yunrui swore secretly that he would not be a human being unless he cut him into pieces or tortured to death.

"I heard that you like Emperor Qing?"

The sudden question was like a dagger stabbing into her heart.

……

Just as the eldest princess became Chu Pingsheng's nude model and was enveloped in great shame and anger, Fan Xian was led by Eunuch Hou to the imperial study and met the emperor of Nanqing Kingdom.

Compared to the solemn and majestic emperors in TV dramas, Li Yunqian has disheveled hair, wears a loose robe, holds an old book in his hand, and has a wooden hairpin in his hair without any decoration. His eye sockets are sunken and slightly swollen, and his nasolabial folds and mustache hang down to the corners of his mouth like fishtails. If he did not live in the palace that symbolizes power, he would look like an unkempt old country man.

"You are hurt?"

Fan Xian bowed and said, "Your Majesty, there is no problem now."

"Assassin, Northern Qi assassin..."

Li Yunqian put the book back in its place, walked up to Fan Xian with his hands behind his back, and glanced at Eunuch Hou who was standing beside him: "Is it the Northern Qi assassin reported by the Supervisory Council?"

"The assassin has his face covered, so it should... should be the case." Eunuch Hou responded cautiously.

"What should the Overwatch Council do?"

Li Yunqian waved his sleeves and said, "Didn't they say that the spy only has the seventh-grade combat power? To be able to severely injure Gong Dian in such a short period of time, he must have at least the ninth-grade cultivation level."

Eunuch Hou smiled and said, "Your Majesty is wise."

"Go to the Supervisory Council later and ask them to investigate this man's background." "Yes."

Li Yunqian sighed, looked up at the gorgeous caisson in the hall and said, "But it's okay. Northern Qi didn't hesitate to send a ninth-rank expert to the palace to assassinate my beloved general. I will never let this go."

Fan Xian heard something nearby: "Your Majesty, do you know that assassins from Northern Qi will enter the palace to assassinate you today?"

Eunuch Hou glanced at the emperor's face and explained, "Yes, the assassin from Northern Qi who entered the palace today was instigated by the spies of the Supervisory Council arranged by Your Majesty, and finally had the intention to enter the palace to assassinate."

Fan Xian suddenly realized that all this was for Emperor Qing's cause of conquering Qi, but he didn't know what went wrong. The original seventh-rank assassin turned into an upper ninth-rank assassin.

"Your Majesty, that assassin is extremely skilled. I'm afraid he has surpassed the ninth rank."

"Surpassing the ninth rank?"

Eunuch Hou said excitedly: "Master Fan, you said that person is a grandmaster?"

"Grandmaster... not yet."

Fan Xian said, "The true qi I cultivate has always been overbearing. I can fight even an eighth-grade master. But when facing the masked man, the quality of my true qi can't even gain the upper hand. Your Majesty... I see that there are so few guards outside the imperial study. We should add more people."

"I understand."

Li Yunqian responded casually.

No one in the world knows that he has returned from the Northern Wei battlefield and has been promoted to the rank of Grand Master with his domineering true energy. The various guards who usually accompany him are just pretending. If that person is really stronger than the ordinary ninth-rank upper master, Hong Sixiang, Yan Xiaoyi and others will be no match for him. Once their lives are threatened, he is absolutely sure that that person will never return.

"Fan Xian, listen to the title. You killed the Northern Qi expert Cheng Jushu and captured the spy Si Lili alive. You have made great contributions to the country. I will appoint you as the assistant lawyer of the Taichang Temple."

"How many grades?"

"Eighth grade."

Fan Xian was a little unhappy as he thought his position was too low.

Li Yunqian changed the subject and talked about the Si Lili case and the attitude of the Crown Prince and Prime Minister Lin Ruofu, the father of Lin Gong, towards this matter, in order to warn this promising young man from Nanqing State who was ostensibly the illegitimate son of the Minister of Revenue but was actually the son of him and Ye Qingmei.

……

Chu Pingsheng painted in Guangxin Palace until nightfall. Li Yunrui was almost driven crazy by him. During this time, Wanqiu also tentatively asked Her Royal Highness the Princess whether she wanted to have a meal, but he declined, saying that he was not feeling well and would eat later. He even asked about the Northern Qi assassin, and the answer he got was that Yan Xiaoyi had searched the entire palace but found no trace of the assassin.

"Oh, it's about time."

Chu Pingsheng walked to the crescent-shaped couch yawning, looked at Li Yunrui who was looking at her with hatred, adjusted the princess's sitting position, touched her face which was reddening, not sure whether from anger or shame, and showed her the paintings one by one.

"Is it beautiful? Which one do you like best? How about I leave one for you as a souvenir?"

As he said this, he unblocked Li Yunrui's mute point.

"Hush, Princess, you don't want the maids and guards to come in and see you naked, do you?"

"You... who are you?" Li Yunrui said hatefully.

Yan Xiaoyi said that the assassin was from Northern Qi, but she racked her brains and couldn't figure out who he was. There were only a few masters above the ninth rank in Northern Qi, but none of them was as arrogant and vicious as him.

"My last name is Chen, which means aged vinegar. I also mean Changsheng, which means immortality. Remember that."

Chen Changsheng?
Li Yunrui looked confused.

"Since you are an assassin and you know I am the eldest princess, why don't you kill me with one blow?"

"..."

Chu Pingsheng smiled slightly and avoided answering: "Have you decided? Which one do you choose?"

Li Yunrui also avoided answering, gritting his teeth and saying: "You know, if I don't die, I will take revenge in the future and cut you into pieces."

"I am waiting."

"..."

"Since you don't want to tell me, I'll help you choose one." He took one out and said, "How about this one?"

"You...you bring it closer, I can't see it."

Chu Pingsheng handed the painting forward. Li Yunrui could not move his body, but he could open his mouth and suddenly bit it with hatred.

"So this is what you want to play."

He did not dodge or evade, but instead offered her his index finger for her to bite.

Her two red lips immediately covered it, her eyes flashed with ferocity, and she bit hard with her pearly teeth, but it was impossible to bite it, and it hurt her teeth instead.

"Bite it, harder."

"..."

Li Yunrui stopped biting and tried to spit it out.

However, there is a saying that goes "It is easier to invite a god than to send him away." The hand pinched her chin, and the index finger poked deeper and deeper, almost blocking her throat. It became difficult for her to breathe, and she struggled hard with a painful look on her face.

After a long while, he seemed to have had enough fun and slowly pulled out his fingers.

Li Yunrui was finally rescued, gasping for breath with a pale face.

"It's getting late, we should get down to business. I'll come to Guangxin Palace to visit you when I have time." Chu Pingsheng folded the remaining drawing papers neatly, put them in his arms, pressed her mute point again, and left the crescent-shaped couch.

The window opened little by little, and a cool breeze blew in, ruffling the gauze curtain in front of the hall. In the blink of an eye, the man blended into the vast night. The palace maids in the corridor and the female official on duty in the front yard, who was of the eighth rank, did not notice him.

Li Yunrui is a strong woman, and even more of a crazy woman. Her willpower, brains, and means are incomparable to ordinary people. However, at this moment, she is so humiliated that she wants to cry.

(End of this chapter)