They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 146 Don't even mention it, just take it off!

Although they found Wu Ziyan's words somewhat illogical, Qi Zexuan knew that she was insulting him, but he couldn't back down. He had already started pretending, so he had to keep up the act!

"What are you saying, Master? I am a man, and I am naturally delicate." Tears were about to well up in his eyes, but the three of them remained expressionless, finding him to be overly pretentious.

Wu Ziyan even clicked his tongue and said, "Get up, get up quickly! I'll take him back to the manor first."

After saying that, he winked at the two of them, which eased their inexplicable feelings.

After all, they all know each other's current opponents, so if a stranger suddenly appears, they will have to unite against him.

The two of them went to see Huang Ziliang and even told him about it, but Huang Ziliang didn't show much emotion.

After all, Wu Ziyan was someone who had shown him kindness and recognition, but it didn't reach that level of recognition.

"Chu Qiu, are you going back to the princess's residence?" Changsun Boyu asked him, his voice tinged with envy. After all, he was a personal bodyguard, so it was perfectly reasonable for him to go to the princess's residence.

He nodded. With such a person appearing in his home, he had no choice but to go back. He wanted to see if Wu Ziyan had been putting on an act of arrogance just now.

When he led Qi Zexuan back to the manor, he discovered that the young man who had been criticizing Wu Ziyan in the crowd was actually from their household.

Moreover, her relationship with Wu Ziyan seems to be quite complicated. Who was she when she dared to hold her master's hand and shake it back and forth? They even acted very affectionately!

It seems she likes men, so how could she not be moved by him? There must be some reason!

"Hey, this is Xiao Yun'er. He'll arrange work for you from now on. You'll be doing some menial tasks around the manor."

"After all, the manor is poor and can't afford to support top courtesans or anything like that. Everyone has to earn their own living. I have to feed myself too!"

Qi Zexuan [You have to eat by yourself?!] He held back: "Yes, it's all up to Master's arrangements."

"Don't call me master. I'm not worthy of being addressed as such by someone as ethereal as you. I'm afraid it will shorten my lifespan. Call me Fourth Prince or Fourth Princess."

Mo Baiyun squinted her eyes. He wanted to be her dog? Was he even qualified?

Qi Zexuan was speechless. Wu Ziyan never played by the rules. No matter what he said, she always managed to shut him down.

"Alright, look at his delicate skin and soft hands and feet, let him do some light work, let him be in charge of... Xiaoyun, what do you say?"

"Just be in charge of washing clothes, just wash the master's and master's clothes."

"No, after thinking about it, I think I'll let him stay by my side and serve me, bringing me tea and water."

She raised an eyebrow at Mo Baiyun, knowing that her master was probably thinking of something interesting again.

"That thing."

"Xuan'er!"

"Alright, alright, Xuan'er, if you can stay by my side for two days and still manage, I'll let you stay in the manor."

"Your Highness, you are too kind. I am deeply grateful for your kindness in taking me in. How could I possibly not feel comfortable staying here?"

Wu Ziyan tried her best to suppress her laughter. She figured she might as well use her face and her body.

If you put up his portrait as a signboard for Baixiang Pavilion, or for various jewelry stores... you'd make a fortune!

Seeing her sly grin, Mo Baiyun approached and said, "Master, please tone it down."

"Xiao Yun'er, find the best male painter, like this...like this!" After hearing this, Mo Baiyun looked at Wu Ziyan in disbelief. She was really ruthless!

However, it didn't matter to the devilishly handsome man in front of him. He immediately went to find the artist, while Qi Zexuan, the person in question, had no idea what would happen next.

When the painter arrived, Wu Ziyan led Qi Zexuan directly into a room where many clothes, hairpins, jewelry, and perfumes were laid out.

Seeing this display, Qi Zexuan thought that Wu Ziyan had finally come to her senses and was going to give him all the good food, clothes, and beautiful things in the world, treating him like royalty.

Unexpectedly, what happened next shattered his worldview once again. Wu Ziyan sat down, crossed her legs, took a sip of tea, and uttered two words: "Take it off!"

This...this is still daytime, not nighttime! Take it off!

The male painter was also looking at them with trepidation. He was a forty-year-old man, and they didn't even spare the princess?

Seeing him preparing to untie the ropes of his clothes, Mo Baiyun was afraid of offending Wu Ziyan's eyes: "Let him take them off, not you!"

The painter was relieved, but Qi Zexuan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died. How dare they make him take off his clothes! How utterly outrageous!

But he still doesn't know what tricks Wu Ziyan is up to, and he might even find something in this mansion to ruin his sister, so he'll endure it!

He took off his clothes one by one, until he was down to just his undergarments. Wu Ziyan saw him staring blankly and said, "You've taken them all off!"

"you!"

If she saw my body, she would surely submit to me. Why did God make me so perfect? ​​I am too beautiful!

He took off his clothes, and the male artist stared in disbelief. He had perfect proportions, a perfect body, and a perfect face!

Mo Baiyun glanced at Wu Ziyan secretly, but didn't look at his body; instead, she was looking at the sketchbook brought by the male painter.

"You, first draw him without clothes on, yes, like this pose of holding a bottle, make it a bit seductive, holding the bottle with your hand behind your back, don't you know how?"

He endures it!

It took the artist at least an hour to finish copying the basic poses, while still holding their perfume bottles with their hands behind their backs.

As expected of the best male painter, he captured the expression so vividly. Wu Ziyan beckoned, and the painter hurriedly and respectfully walked over. She said, "Just look at this thing, and then you can change his clothes however you like, right?"

"Does Your Highness mean to put clothes on him in this naked portrait?"

"Yes, yes! That's so clever!"

Although unheard of, it is indeed possible. Just copy twenty or thirty copies; in other words, as long as the face is in the same position as the copy, the body can be changed at will.

"Xiao Yun'er, please have the painter draw at least twenty or thirty pictures first, and then have the painter review the appearance of the hairpin and the style of the clothes."

"Distribute them to the painters below, and tell them to finish painting them quickly and send them to the various cooperating households."

Mo Baiyun thought Wu Ziyan's idea was really imaginative. She had to admit that it was indeed a good idea. There had never been such a stunningly beautiful man who was willing to show his face in public before.

"Is that enough, Your Highness? My arms are getting sore from holding it up." Despite having a strong and healthy body, he was still speaking in a coquettish voice. Wu Ziyan really wanted to slap him!

"Alright, you did a good job today. Change your clothes and you can serve me during dinner later."

“Master, this matter has not yet been reported to the master. In principle, he should be in charge of these matters concerning adding people.”

“I’ll go and tell him myself, ‘Come on, Xuan’er, come with me to see your master.’”