The system extends my life, and all my husbands want me to be the empress

Lin Wanwan was startled by Lu Mu's sudden action. She raised her head and looked at him calmly: "Put on your clothes and get out."

Hearing this, Lu Mu's chest rose and fell more violently, his breathing became rapid, and he said with a trembling voice: "Believe me, Princess, Lu Mu will give you what you want. Don't go to that kind of place, don't go."

Lin Wanwan pulled her hand back and said coldly, "Get out."

Hearing her refusal again, Lu Mu felt like he was struck by lightning and his body froze in place.

"It's Lu Mu, can't he satisfy the princess?"

Lin Wanwan's tone was full of unwillingness to refuse: "Get out."

The light of expectation that had flickered in Lu Mu's eyes dimmed in an instant. He put on his clothes and walked out of the room quickly like a wounded hound.

After he left, Lin Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief. Unlike Lu Mu, it was really difficult for her to do this to someone she had just met.

And there is still time, so it is not necessary to do that kind of thing to prolong life.

She lay down, thought of something, and whispered, "System?"

no response.

"panel?"

Present...

A rectangular pink screen appeared in front of her and she studied the panel carefully.

Center of light screen:

Life countdown: 1 days, 1 hours and 25 minutes.

On the left side of the light screen is an introduction to the entire [Fenghua Continent]:

There are three countries on the mainland: Xuanyue Kingdom, Yunhai Kingdom, and Zijin Kingdom.

The three countries seem prosperous, but in fact they are backward.

Wars and conflicts often occurred between countries, classes were rigid and difficult to cross, and people lived in hardship. The level of science and technology was backward, and people mainly relied on agriculture and manual labor.

“Agriculture and manual labor?”

Lin Wanwan's eyes deepened slightly. After all, she was a modern doctor of engineering, and at this moment, her heart was filled with passion.

On the upper right side of the light screen, there are [Handsome Men's Guide] and [Tasks to be Completed]. From the large blank space on the upper side, it is obvious that there are still some parts to be unlocked.

She clicked on the [Handsome Men's Picture Book], and Lu Mu had already been entered into the picture book.

Click on [Task System], Task 10: Lu Mu's mother is seriously ill, the host please earn silver to redeem Lu Mu's indenture and let him go home to take care of his mother. After completion, you will receive a reward for days. 】

Lin Wanwan's eyes lit up!

First complete a few tasks to save your life, and then take revenge on Ye Zhaobo's family while using your rich modern scientific knowledge to change the world.

……

Xuan Yue Dynasty, Kyoto.

The weather in June was gloomy, muggy and hot.

The most famous brothel in Kyoto is Hongyue Tower, where laughter and an ambiguous atmosphere can be heard everywhere.

The charming proprietress, Mrs. Qin, was greeting guests in the lobby with a smile on her face, and she looked towards the door.

Lin Wanwan's complexion was whiter than snow, and her figure was slender, just like a thin white plum blossom. Her graceful figure and elegance were all hidden between her brows. She walked into the Hongyue Tower proudly despite the snow and frost.

Madam Qin immediately went up to greet her with a smile and said, "Hey young lady, are there any regular customers?"

Nanny Li beside Lin Wanwan hurriedly explained: "My daughter wants to come here to sell paintings."

Madam Qin glanced at Madam Li and asked, "Selling paintings?"

Madam Li said firmly, "Yes, selling paintings."

Madam Qin exuded the scent of a mature woman. She covered her face with a round fan and smiled from ear to ear: "Come to Hongyue Tower to sell paintings?"

Lin Wanwan looked calm and said as usual: "The paintings sold at Hongyue Tower are of course excellent. I would like to discuss business with you. Two hundred taels of silver for one painting, and the extra silver is yours."

Madam Qin paused for a moment, her eyes were filled with surprise, and then she smiled: "I didn't pay for this silver, so if it's worth two hundred taels, take out the painting and let everyone see it."

"Prepare a large piece of rice paper," Lin Wanwan's tone was hoarse and soft, revealing a bit of chilliness: "Get a few more firewood and charcoal sticks of different thicknesses, and paint on the spot."

Madam Qin looked at her in a mysterious manner, her eyes fell on Nanny Li beside Lin Wanwan, and said with a smile: "Painting on the spot? That would be very interesting."

When Nanny Li and Madam Qin looked at each other, she felt even more uneasy. Seeing Madam Qin walking away with a smile, she waved her round fan at the servants and asked them to prepare tables and chairs, rice paper, and firewood and charcoal sticks of different thicknesses.

Although the Xuanyue Dynasty had an open-minded society and equality between men and women, the Hongyue Tower was nominally a brothel and a house for prostitutes, and all those who came here were men.

Lin Wanwan came here as a princess, which inevitably made people think that she was using her beauty to please men. If this got out, people would think she was lowly.

Nanny Li nervously moved closer to Lin Wanwan and said in a very low voice: "Princess..."

Lin Wanwan's eyes were like the water in a cold pond, deep and cold: "Don't say anything more."

Nanny Li opened her mouth but could not utter a word.

The princess seemed like a different person after she recovered from her illness.

Soon, several servants quickly set up a table in the lobby on the first floor and prepared all the things that Lin Wanwan had just ordered.

Nanny Li looked around and saw so many people. Her face darkened instantly and she wanted to say something, but she could see that there was no warmth between Lin Wanwan's brows.

She had no choice but to move closer to Madam Qin and whispered, "Let's go to the private room on the second floor to paint. It's inconvenient to paint in the lobby."

"It's okay." Lin Wanwan's tone was lazy, and a cold voice came out of her mouth, like a cold wind on a cold night.

She understood that Madam Qin was a good businessman and that more people would get a good price.

As Nanny Li shook her head to dissuade her, Lin Wanwan sat down, resting her chin calmly, and looked up at Madam Qin: "What are you drawing?"

Madam Qin gently waved her round fan and looked around at the guests coming and going. Her eyes moved around, with a sly and shrewd light appearing and disappearing from time to time. She called a maid over and whispered a few words in her ear.

Lin Wanwan slowly spread out the white rice paper, picked out several firewood sticks of different sizes and thicknesses, chose a suitable one, and held it in her hand.

Soon, the courtesan came down from the second floor. The flickering candlelight illuminated her beautiful face.

Lady Qin introduced everyone with a smile: "This is the courtesan, Lan Xiang. Today, let the painter paint a picture of Lan Xiang. This is the only one in Kyoto."

Lan Xiang leaned on the embroidered couch, her red lips slightly parted, her eyes moving, her black hair falling like a waterfall, a few strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, making her even more charming, and the thin gauze made her graceful figure looming.

When everyone saw Arashika, they became excited and gathered together.

Lin Wanwan ignored everyone, her expression normal, and looked at Lanxiang with a vast gaze.

After a moment, she picked up a charcoal stick and began to paint.

The touch of the carbon and paper made her hold the match stick in her hand and clench it a little.

Lu Mu's mother was seriously ill and there was no one to take care of her at home, and she urgently needed money for treatment.

The original owner had no money and was short on time.

She then came out and planned to make some money by painting.

But in ordinary families, farmers and merchants in the painting business cannot receive orders immediately, only Hongyue Tower is just right.

After finishing this painting and earning two hundred taels of silver, he could redeem Lu Mu's indenture and let him go home.

Thinking of this, Lin Wanwan came back to her senses and the charcoal stick began to move on the paper.

Nanny Li was both anxious and irritated. She originally thought that the princess' temperament had simply changed drastically after she recovered from her illness. Her speech, personality, and behavior had all become unusually cold, like a piece of ice.

The princess she knew well had been weak since childhood, bedridden all year round, and couldn't even learn needlework. When did she learn to paint? !

However, this kind of unusual painting method was the first time that everyone had seen it, and gradually more and more people gathered around Lin Wanwan to watch the fun.

"Madam Qin, where did you find this painter? Isn't it a waste of everyone's time?"

"Without a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, how can you draw a good painting?"

"They also use firewood and charcoal sticks to paint. That's something three-year-olds play with."

"Yes, this really troubles Miss Lanxiang."

Although Nanny Li was worried, she looked unhappy: "Why so much talk? Just watch."