Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Chapter 154 Visit to Floating Light Pavilion

Shen Chutang half lowered his eyebrows and scanned Mu Yao's body inch by inch.

Shen Chutang seemed a little surprised at her arrival, and the calmness in his eyes was gradually fading away.

Mu Yao was sweating all over and kept a distance from him on purpose, but he still held her hand tightly and led her all the way into the garden.

Fufeng Hall is not like Songgu Garden, which has a group of servants to take care of it. Here, only Shen Chutang lives here alone. Sometimes Mu Yao really admires his home-loving spirit, and she doesn't know how he usually manages Anshang.

Shen Chutang prepared hot soup, which surprised Mu Yao. How did he do it in just half a cup of tea?

Mu Yao didn't hesitate and washed away her tiredness comfortably.

The hot air was swirling, and the graceful curves in the water were looming. She gently closed her beautiful eyes, feeling the pleasure of the water flowing over her skin.

There were two more pieces of clothing on the ground.

Shen Chutang stepped into the water naked, revealing his perfect and strong physique.

Mu Yao noticed the change in the water level, and the moment she opened her eyes, she was already in his arms.

The few tufts of silver threads on her chest sank into the towering jade peaks, sticking to the broad and thick chest, instantly igniting a strong desire in his eyes.

Shen Chutang put one hand around the delicate girl's waist and gently lifted her chin with the other hand, fiercely covering the place that contained the desire buried deep in his heart.

Mu Yao was shocked by his actions. Her body tensed up like a string and she was too nervous to move.

She... had never bathed with anyone before. Her breathing became disordered, her cheeks were powdered, and the corners of her eyes were red.

The two overlapped their bodies in the water, their strong possessiveness devouring each other's souls. This time, no one bowed their heads, and no one held back.

The evening glow spread all over the earth, the flames of the scorching sun gradually faded, and the world once again welcomed its own coolness.

Mu Yao sniffed and picked up a piece of mung bean cake with shaking hands.

Today, Shen Chutang seemed like a different person, making her experience a wildness she had never experienced before.

At the moment, she was not sure whether she had enough energy to return to Shangjing.

Looking at Shen Chutang again, his expression was still calm, but there was a rare sense of satisfaction between his eyebrows.

After dinner, he carried Mu Yao into the carriage and took her back to Shangjing.

Mu Yao glanced at the driver and found it was Ji Chuchen.

So... could it be that... they are actually all there, but I just haven't discovered them... ?

Along the way, every household hung up lanterns to welcome the arrival of night.

Gradually more and more people came onto the street, and the open-air restaurants on both sides of the road were soon filled with diners.

In the blink of an eye, the sounds of shouting, laughter, loud conversation, children chasing and playing, and the beating of drums and gongs by the acrobatic troupe intertwined together, filling the room with a bustling atmosphere.

Dayun holds a great importance in Mu Yao's heart. Because she has a strong sense of belonging here, and because there is a strong sense of human life here, and she also wants peace and prosperity in the country.

"Do you need me to accompany you in later?" Shen Chutang asked.

Mu Yao nodded. With Shen Chutang accompanying her, she could go faster.

Zhao Huaian did not expect Mu Yao to arrive at this time. After confirming with the servants twice, he hurried to the hall.

Mu Yao took off her veil to reveal her true face, shocking the servants beside her so much that their eyes widened.

Zhao Huaian thought that Helian Yun would accompany Mu Yao, but he didn't expect to meet her other husband.

This young man looked much more handsome than him! His eyes suddenly turned unfriendly.

What Zhao Huaian hated most in his life was men who looked better than him, especially after he lost weight.

No wonder Mu Yao was unmoved the last time she saw her, it turned out that there was such a beauty by her side!

"Brother Huaian, is the eldest master free today?" Mu Yao was in a hurry to return to Lanling County to participate in the competition. The next time she would come back would probably be after her wedding with Helian Yun.

"Convenient! It is an honor for us at Fuguang Pavilion to have Mr. Wu Liu come. My grandfather has been wondering when he will come these days! I will take you to his courtyard now."

Mr. Wu Liu?

Shen Chutang paused, and his eyes gradually became deeper as he looked at Mu Yao.

In the main courtyard, Zhao Qingsong was copying the calligraphy of Master Liu Yongzhi. Every stroke of his calligraphy was full of Master Liu's style, showing how hard he worked.

"Grandpa, I finally got the Mr. Wu Liu that you've been thinking about!" Zhao Huaian shouted loudly into the house.

Zhao Qingsong raised his eyes, was stunned for three breaths before he reacted, put down his pen, quickly combed his meticulously combed hair, and quickly stood up to greet him.

The peaceful and loud laughter sounded like a loud bell, coming from far away and getting closer. Mu Yao saw an old man with white hair and a tall and straight figure like a pine tree, wearing a navy blue silk shirt and walking towards her with a big smile on his face. His eyes were bright and full of great surprise, but he was distracted for a moment after seeing Mu Yao's face clearly.

Zhao Qingsong seemed unable to believe his eyes. He looked away, calmed himself down and looked at Mu Yao again, only then was he sure that he had really seen a fairy.

No wonder Zhao Huaian called out for Yaoyao day and night and gave away his muscle-growing pills without hesitation.

With such an expression, if he were young, he would probably be more upset than Zhao Huaian.

"I have long heard of Mr. Wu Liu's name. When Huai'an told me that Young Master Xu's wife was Mr. Wu Liu, I was shocked! I would never have thought that the famous first painter of Yunqi would be a young girl of only 28 years old. The young are really promising! I also have to thank you for the rejuvenation pill you gave me last time! The effect of this pill is far better than that of the flesh-growing pill. I don't know how to thank you for your kindness!" After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Huai'an.

"You are too polite, old man. Brother Huai'an is loyal and righteous, and he is sincere and open-minded. It is my honor and blessing to be friends with him."

When Zhao Qingsong heard this, the lines on his face became extremely soft, and his eyes sparkled with long-lost starlight.

Finally, one of his daughters discovered the goodness of his precious great-grandson.

It was the first time that Zhao Huaian heard someone speak so highly of him. He was in great ecstasy and his gaze towards Mu Yao became even more scorching. Even the warning that Shen Chutang had given him was completely melted away by this heat.

Zhao Qingsong sensed the chill and looked towards the man beside Mu Yao, his pupils shrinking slightly.

Good looks!

"Who is this?" Zhao Qingsong asked unconsciously, bowing to him. Somehow, this man had an aura that didn't match his age. His eyes were unfathomable, revealing the sharpness of a superior, as if nothing could escape his gaze.

"My surname is Shen, and I am Mr. Wu Liu's husband." Shen Chutang clasped his hands and calmly returned the greeting.

There was a hint of disappointment in Zhao Qingsong's eyes. He exchanged a few polite words with him and then turned his gaze back to Mu Yao.

Mu Yao told them that she would be back in Lanling County the next morning. Zhao Qingsong heard this and quickly went into the inner room to change into a newly made ice silk red satin robe. It was embroidered with various auspicious patterns in gold thread, which was magnificent and joyful.

Mu Yao noticed that the buttons on this bright red satin gown were all round pearls the size of two thumb nails. The cost of this gown would definitely not be lower than Xiao Douxue's "Phoenix Fire".

Zhao Qingsong saw Mu Yao staring at the Dongzhu on his clothes, and his eyes narrowed into slits with joy and said: "Sir, you have a keen eye. The most valuable thing about my robe is the six 'Emerald Sea Dragon Pearls' on it.

Not Dongzhu?

Mu Yao smiled and said, "Pearls represent good fortune and luck. These six Emerald Sea Dragon Pearls are colorful and concentric, symbolizing happiness. Mu Yao wishes Old Master Zhao a face as bright as pearls, and may he be as beautiful as pearls every year, and may everything go well."

"Good! Good!" Zhao Qingsong was overjoyed and immediately invited Mu Yao to attend his 80th birthday party.

Zhao Huaian was so excited. Wouldn't he be able to see Yaoyao again? He quickly agreed, "Yaoyao, I'll pick you up and take you back when the time comes."

"I will pick up and drop off Shen's wife, so there's no need for Pavilion Master Zhao to come." Shen Chutang looked normal, but his eyes were filled with intimidation.

Zhao Huaian's body stiffened slightly. He avoided his cold gaze, touched his nose twice in embarrassment and stopped.

The atmosphere became subtle, and Mu Yao could only accept the invitation. There is a saying: Time is like a sponge, if you squeeze it, there will always be some.

Mu Yao confirmed with Old Master Zhao whether he wanted a charcoal sketch of a self-portrait similar to Zhao Huaian's or a watercolor painting.

When Zhao Qingsong learned that the watercolor painting would take several days to complete, he chose the former without hesitation.

Mu Yao asked Old Master Zhao to pose, then took out the charcoal pencil and homemade eraser that she had prepared in advance from her sleeve and started to make a draft on the white deer paper.

Shen Chutang and Zhao Huaian had never seen this kind of paintbrush before, and there was a hint of novelty in their eyes.

Generally, a rough draft of a character sketch would take about an hour, but the pattern on Old Master Zhao's gown was complex, so Mu Yao took nearly half an hour to sketch it.

After the first draft is completed, all that remains is detailed polishing, and the presence of Old Master Zhao is no longer required.

They came closer to the painting and marveled at Mu Yao's painting skills. Just a few strokes on the paper had already outlined the outline of the figure very well. What amazed them most was the robe. Although there was only one color in the painting, it showed several colors of the same series according to the different shadows, which was very visually impactful.

"Yaoyao, so this is how my self-portrait was drawn!" Zhao Huaian danced with excitement. He studied the self-portrait for a long time and couldn't figure out how Mr. Wu Liu drew this effect. Today, he finally saw it with his own eyes.

Mu Yao's painting skills opened their eyes. Zhao Qingsong looked at the painting on the paper, which was already 30% finished, and was looking forward to the finished product. He moved a chair and sat beside Mu Yao, quietly watching Mu Yao's every stroke, like a student who was seriously seeking advice.

Zhao Huaian imitated the old man and dragged a chair to sit on the other side of Mu Yao. Just as he was about to sit down, Shen Chutang stretched out his hand to block him and sat on the chair.

Zhao Qingsong saw two flames rising in his great-grandson's eyes and said, "Huai'an, come sit here with Grandpa."

Zhao Huaian glared at Shen Chutang secretly and sat behind Mu Yao reluctantly.

Mu Yao was not used to being watched by others while she was painting, so she had to continue painting out of consideration for her feelings. Her scattered attention was focused again, and she focused on carefully sketching.

An hour later, a lifelike "Self-Portrait of Zhao Qingsong" was completed.