Jing Wan helped Li Hong Yuan wash off the makeup, and Li Hong Yuan changed the clothes himself. Using a hair crown to bind the hair, the peerlessly handsome Jin Qinwang returned again.
Jing Wan hugged Li Hong Yuanâs waist, âAs expected, itâs still this appearance that I like the most. Crossdressing and whatnot, sure enough, can only be considered amusement.â
âAmusement? Not bad, next time, we can change together. Wan Wan in menâs clothes is also stunning, and more importantly, it wonât influence this husbandâs urges in the slightest. Perhaps, we can even do it once after changing.â
Jing Wanâs face was a bit dark, was there a need to always go back to being âdirtyâ? You being like this, is it really okay? For better or worse, still a wangye, what happened to being reserved? What happened to being esteemed?
Li Hong Yuan expressed, in front of oneâs wife, what are those? Can it be eaten, can it be drunk? And most importantly, can it make oneâs wife happy?
In other words, Li Hong Yuan truly was a âdragonâââ-The dragonâs inherent nature lustful[1]!
This was actually Jing Wanâs first time painting in the bedroom. As such, this while, it was actually quite messy inside, needing to properly clean up.
Jing Wan had the paintings carefully put away, regardless of whether they were completed or not. However, speaking of which, these things all canât be seen by outsiders, and further canât be leaked out. Thatâs why, for mounting the painting[2], it was still best to do it herself. For Jing Wan, mounting the painting actually wasnât considered anything difficult either. Jing Wan had also learned before. At least, it just wasnât that good. For ordinary paintings, it was fine, but these that she valued, it was still far from enough. Thatâs why, was it finding some time to return to the Luo family to let her grandfather train her, or directly look for a pretty good female teacher from outside the manor to come teach her?
Thinking it over, her grandfather seemingly will be very busy for some time, so it was better to not bother him. Jing Wan raised this problem to Li Hong Yuan.
Li Hong Yuan glanced at Jing Wan, âNot using the one readily available, instead insisting on going outside to look, itâs not that this husband is boasting, but compared with the experts, this husband isnât any inferior either.â
Jing Wan this while really was shocked. Truthfully speaking, a certain someone really wasnât like the type that would go learn this. Should say, canât just a person by appearances, the ocean unable to be measured?
However, Jing Wan didnât doubt at all. Since he dared to say it, then he certainly was able to do it.
In reality, Li Hong Yuan not only was very skilled in mounting paintings, he was also very skilled in the gongbi style. Of course, he would only ever paint one person, and that was just Jing Wan.
That was in his past life. The only beautiful memory that Li Hong Yuan treasured in the bottom of his heart. However, he was never really that diligent in painting, perhaps only painting one a year, or perhaps one every three to five years, personally painting, personally mounting, all by his own hands. On his deathbed, those paintings were the only things he clearly indicated to be buried with him. Just, he never thought that he would start over from the beginning once more.
After his rebirth, Li Hong Yuan actually never touched the painting brush again, because Wan Wan was still alive. He no longer needed to use those paintings to reminisce. Besides, at the start of his rebirth, Wan Wan was merely just two years old. The Jing Wan he knew in his past life was the her after enduring many hardships, so she certainly would differ to some extent with this lifeâs. In this lifetime, prior to connecting with her at the heart, heâd merely inadvertently called out âWan Wanâ twice, and just got misunderstood by her to be thinking of someone else. If he really were to leave behind the smiling face and appearance of the her from the memories of his past life, how can that be good?
Since she existed before his eyes, then there was no need to reminisce the past. Of course, those images that were carved too deeply in his bones werenât that easy to erase.
Thatâs why, to this day, no one knew that Li Hong Yuan was skilled in the gongbi style.
Then again, Li Hong Yuan has never thought of having the things Jing Wan brought out in his past life brought out in advance. Otherwise, some things, Jing Wan wouldnât have been able to do, and there wouldnât be the matter of Jing Wan using the gongbi style to build Luo Jing Boâs fame. However, in the past life, Li Hong Yuan really thought that the gongbi style was Luo Jing Boâs creation. Turns out, this simply wasnât the case, but rather belonged to his little darling. As for whether or not it was Jing Wanâs creation, Li Hong Yuan didnât care. Even if it was just brought over by Jing Wan, since it didnât exist in this world, then it just belonged to his Wan Wan. Right now, it was under Luo Jing Boâs name, but one day, in the future, Li Hong Yuan will undoubtedly let it return to its ârightful ownerâ.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
As for how many other unknown secrets this man still had, Jing Wan didnât go look into. Their days were still very long, can just leave to slowly unearth in the future. That will also be a great joy. After all, perhaps each time when something was unearthed, it would just be a great surprise. As an old married couple, occasionally having surprises was nice.
âThen Ah Yuan, you teach me.â
âWhy not directly let me mount the painting?â
âItâs not that it wonât work, but, the rest all doable, just that one for you wonât do. I want to do it myself. Prior to that, no one can look at it.â
âThen, just according to your wishes. However, can take it slowly, donât tire yourself.â
âHow can I? Look at me, very idle all day long. If I donât look for a bit of something to do, I really might grow fur.â
âWhat kind of saying is this?â Li Hong Yuan asked.
âEh, this isnât too easy to explain.â Growing fur, this kind of thing, a certain someone probably has never seen before, in fact, perhaps didnât even know such a thing existed.
âThen, no need to explain.â Li Hong Yuan pulled along Jing Wan, walking out of the bedroom hand in hand. This entire afternoonâs time had been cleanly whittled away.
A bit hungry now.
Li Hong Yuan was an exemplary good husband, passing down the word and ordering in the meal in advance.
Speaking of which, because the rear kitchen still wasnât ready, this one line from Li Hong Yuan just made them exceptionally busy. However, Jin Qinwang Manor had plenty of chefs, and the kitchen was also big enough, further having countless helpers. When there wasnât enough time, it was just separately calling someone over to cook. There was absolutely enough ingredients in the rear kitchen. This was the case even for ordinary qinwang manors, and Jin Qinwang Manor further didnât lack money. Thatâs why, they would only be even more abundant.
As for the chefs, the majority of them had all followed along to Jiangnan, so towards wangfeiâs preferences, they more or less had a grasp of. As for wangye, who cares, already donât need to specially pay attention to him. For the most part, whatever wangfei ate, he just ate too. What he didnât eat in the past, as long as wangfei says it was good for the body, and moreover, put in his bowl, he would just eat.
In the past, Li Hong Yuanâs meals were for the most part all meat dishes, yet now, it wasnât the case anymore, for the most part, a mix of meat and vegetables.
Additionally, Jing Wan wasnât a picky eater. Even if favoring certain dishes, and perhaps would order somewhat frequently, she absolutely wonât continuously eat for two days in a row. Even the so called âfrequentâ was also just ordering twice out of ten times. Thatâs why, for the rear kitchen to want to learn her preferences, they truly needed to put in quite the effort.
As such, for the people of the rear kitchen, there naturally wasnât anyone that was particularly âfavoredâ. Of course, this wasnât a bad thing either. Without competition, there naturally was also less of those petty matters. Moreover, the living Enmaâs reputation was displayed there. They naturally didnât dare to not put in their best. As the saying goes, there might not be a reward for doing well, but there certainly will be punishment if one messes up.
In reality, as long as one stays in Jin Qinwang Manor for about a year, one will know, as long as one performs oneâs duty well, not causing trouble, oneâs days will be very good. It wasnât the least bit like what outsiders says, saying that Jin Qinwang Manor was a tigerâs lair.
However, the people of the manor for the most part wonât say anything outside. After all, they also believed that they werenât the best in their field. If by chance more people were to know, all wanting to come to Jin Qinwang Manor, then when time comes, there may not necessarily be any place left for them. More importantly, at the time, when theyâd entered, they had already been warned to look after their own mouth. If they were to say anything that they shouldnât say, then they definitely will suffer the consequences. Since they were uncertain whether or not it was something they can say, it was best to just not say anything at all.
The more people, the more power. Thatâs why, it wasnât long before the evening meal was set on the table. If one were to carefully look, one would still discover some differences. Everything else aside, just this coordination wasnât that meticulous. However, each dish was still perfect, not the least bit sloppy.
The two finished their meal and waited for the food to digest. Afterwards, they just headed to the study. There were some things that needed to be taken care of.
These things, whether or not Jing Wan wanted to understand, and whether or not she wanted to participate in, all depended on her desire. If she were to want to go to the study one day, regardless of what, it all wonât be hidden from her.
[1] This saying traces back to how the dragon has nine sons in chinese mythology, and each of its sons were hybrid combinations of dragon and some other animal, hence the saying dragons are lustful by nature, because they can bang anything and everything. For example, one of its more well known sons, Ya Zi is a wolf dragon hybrid, its image commonly used on swords, as pictured below. Overall the dragonâs nine sons all have symbolic meaning, and often used as decoration based on their role.
[2] Putting the painting on a scroll mount, below are the examples of the different types of mounts for a hanging scroll.
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