Chapter 013: The Ultimate Beauty Picture

Xiao Bao's eyes curved slightly, bright and shining, his ears a rosy red.

Though his face remained tense, everyone could see how happy he was.

Oh my, how can someone be so adorable! It's simply unfair!

Mu Yan hugged her son and kissed him several times before letting go.

After glancing at Luo Beiyu and his men, she smiled ambiguously and said, "Xiao Bao, would you like to play a fun game?"

"What game?"

"Hehe, you'll know in a moment."

...

A little while later, the two maids, Feiyu, the captain of the guards, and his men were stripped bare by Mu Yan and Xiao Bao. Only their private parts were covered with leaves that Xiao Bao had brought from outside, barely concealing them.

Everyone's faces were filled with shame and embarrassment, wishing they could faint.

But Mu Yan had given them something, for they had no strength left, unable to summon any energy or even make a sound.

Mu Yan approached Luo Beiyu, holding a sheer silk garment, and smiled, "Your Highness, the Third Prince, do you like this outfit?"

Luo Beiyu shook his head in fear, then spoke in a threatening tone, "You, you better not play any tricks, I am the Third Prince of the Chiyan Kingdom, you will not have a good ending if you lay a hand on me."

"Don't worry, I won't lay a hand on you," Mu Yan said with a fox-like smile, "I'm just interested in the picture you mentioned."

Luo Beiyu's clothes were soon stripped off and replaced with the transparent silk garment.

Xiao Bao, with a cold expression, arranged the immobile people into various poses.

The captain of the guards was posed as a drunken empress.

The two maids, as intertwining mandarin ducks.

Luo Beiyu was posed as a reclining beauty, full of charm.

Even a few guards had their legs lifted high, striking a seductive and difficult pose.

Mu Yan couldn't help but burst into laughter at the various poses arranged by her son. She thought her son was truly talented!

She quickly unfolded paper and began to paint the scene in front of her.

Meanwhile, Xiao Bao continued to drive the carriage forward.

When the carriage reached a bustling market on the outskirts, Mu Yan finally put down her brush.

With a flick of her hand, a burst of energy restored Luo Beiyu and his group's freedom.

But after maintaining the poses for so long, their legs were numb. When they regained freedom, they awkwardly collapsed to the ground.

Mu Yan held up the completed painting to show them. "How is it? Are you satisfied with your own poses?"

The captain of the guards and the others, upon seeing their own images in the painting, felt their vision darkening and wished they could faint.

How could that be them, with their legs raised and leaning against another man?!

And with that coy and coquettish expression, that wasn't like them at all!

If someone saw this, they would have no face to show in the future!! They might as well go and find a rock to end their lives!

The captain of the guards' face turned pale, and he was about to rush over to grab the painting from Mu Yan's hand.

But Mu Yan sneered, opened the window of the carriage, and said, "I could recreate this painting with my eyes closed. If it were only for my own enjoyment, it would be such a waste. If I were to throw these paintings out for everyone to enjoy... Oh, it's a waste to only spread them here. After returning to the city, I must recreate a few more."

"Don't--!!"

"Don't throw them out--!!"

"Ah, no, if these paintings are seen by others, how am I supposed to live on?!"