AST 1849 - The Twelfth Portrait of Beauty (2/2)

There was a drawing on the wall. It was the drawing of the Vampiric Empress. She wore a blood red long dress and her face looked cold yet elegant. Slender and elegant, she was like a fairy. She was bare-footed as she stood in the middle of the air.

The Portraits of Beauty!

Never did Qing Shui think that the final piece of Portrait of Beauty would actually be here. Furthermore, it was the Vampiric Empress.

It took him quite a while to come back to his senses. It wasn’t that the Vampiric Empress couldn’t be compared to the other women from the Portraits of Beauty. On the contrary, she wasn’t in the slightest inferior to them. Initially, Qing Shui had expected the person to be Qing Hanye or Yehuang Guwu. It could maybe even be Yuan Su, Sheng Jun, or Sheng Huang. He wouldn’t be surprised if the last woman was one of them. But for the last person to be the Vampiric Empress, it was simply out of his expectations.

Qing Shui was intensively observing at the portrait on the wall. Naturally, he wouldn’t make a mistake. This was certainly the twelfth Portraits of Beauty. Logically speaking, this should be the last one, the last portrait which the Art Maestro had made.

Without himself noticing, the Vampiric Empress was already standing behind him. She didn’t say anything when she noticed him lost in thoughts while looking at her own portrait.

“This portrait was drawn by a generous old man for me. He said that I was born with an unusual physique and that I was bound to be wealthy in the future.” The Vampiric Empress looked back to the past.

“What? The Art Maestro is still alive?” Qing Shui was getting more and more surprised. He had even started to sound higher-pitched than usual.

“Art Maestro? The old man possessed immeasurable strength. It was many times higher than an ordinary Martial Saint.” The Vampiric Empress also looked back at Qing Shui in shock.

“It seems that he might still be alive. Thousand of years ago, or maybe even longer, he might really still be a Martial Saint. It is hard to say how strong exactly he is currently. It wouldn’t be impossible if he got even stronger than Divine Grade Warriors.” Qing Shui felt that things were getting more and more mysterious.

“What’s wrong? Do you happen to know the old man?” The Vampiric Empress asked Qing Shui.

“I have only lived fewer than a hundred years. It’s impossible for me to know him personally.” Qing Shui shook his head.

“I have also lived for fewer than a hundred years and yet, I have managed to meet him.” The Vampiric Empress argued back.

Qing Shui thought about it and realized that she had a point. Nevertheless, he chuckled and said, “Ah, who would have thought that my darling would actually turn out to be so young.”

“You are so disgusting.” The Vampiric Empress was dumbfounded by the way Qing Shui had called her. She had never once had a normal expression on her face today. It was always seen to be blushing all along.

Even with that said, deep down, she felt unusually happy. No matter what, she was still a woman. Though she might have criticized it to be disgusting, she was still delighted to hear that.

It was not the first time Qing Shui had been so cheesy with the woman he loved. But as it turned out, the number of times he had actually acted this way wasn’t really that common neither. However, he made sure that all of his women knew he treasured them dearly.

“I would like to have this painting.” Qing Shui turned around and asked for the Vampiric Empress’ permission.

“Is that so? In that case, I shall give you the painting.”

Since it was Qing Shui who wanted it, she would give it without questions. If it had been anyone else, she would never give it no matter what the person had to exchange.

Qing Shui smiled as he took down the portrait. He carefully examined it. He then spotted the words on top of the portrait. He was confident that this was the twelfth portrait.

“You don’t need to look at the painting too much. The real thing is right beside you.” The Vampiric Empress teased.

Qing Shui kept it in his realm before he went on to embrace the Vampiric Empress. After the warm scene, he carried her to her bed and covered her with the blanket. He only went back to his room after kissing her and the little lass.

While laying down on the soft bed, Qing Shui’s heart had been stirred up by the last Portrait of Beauty. He was really happy about it. It was as if fate itself had guided him to this. Such a coincidence had led him to gather all twelve of the Portraits of Beauty.

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