Chapter 194. Burn All These Paintings
Arc 7 : Last Nightmare
Fortunately, Du Yan’s inability to move did not last too long.
However, a few days later, Du Yan suddenly felt his body lighten, and then he appeared in the office.
It was already late at night, the office curtains were not drawn, and the porcelain-white moonlight covered the ground like frost and snow.
Du Yan turned around and saw where he was before.
It was indeed a painting. Now, the scroll has been reframed and hung on the wall. There is a huge glass box covering the outside of the scroll, which shows that Cheng Yu cherishes the painting very much.
There was no background on the scroll. After Du Yan came out, there was only a blank space. He couldn’t tell the origin of the painting for a while.
Du Yan thought about it and decided to take the opportunity to walk around and collect information. Unexpectedly, he almost tripped over the hem of his skirt as soon as he raised his foot.
Hem?
Du Yan finally had time to look at himself. He looked down and found that he was wearing a grandeur women’s dress with gorgeous gold thread embroidery on the hem.
The box of memory was opened, and Du Yan quickly remembered that this set of clothes was exactly what he wore most often when he disguised himself as a princess.
Du Yan frowned slightly, but he couldn’t change his clothes, so he had to slow down his overly masculine steps and turned to walk towards the office door.
He listened carefully and found that there was no movement outside, so he reached out to open the door.
Huh?
Du Yan watched his hand pass through the door handle, as if there was a phantom there. To be more precise, it was his hand that was a phantom.
He seemed unable to touch anything. Could it be that after appearing from the painting, he is not an entity? Du Yan was puzzled, and then he pushed the door directly with his hand.
Sure enough, his hands went straight through the thick mahogany door, which looked a bit scary.
Du Yan didn’t think much of it. He had even experienced a dream world full of fierce ghosts, so this situation was nothing. Compared to being trapped in a painting and unable to move at all, becoming a ghost and being able to move freely was already a great improvement.
Du Yan had no psychological barriers and walked out directly through the door.
Cheng Yu lived in a typical Republican mansion. He liked quietness and lived alone in the large mansion. His subordinates and housekeepers lived in a small building in the courtyard.
Du Yan heard all this information about Cheng Yu from the servant who cleaned the office every day.
This military governor, Cheng Yu, is actually no different from Cheng Yu as the emperor. He is strict in his rule, diligent in his government affairs, and strict to the point of being harsh.
The most common complaint of these servants is that Governor Cheng’s daily schedule is precise to the minute.
Before he steps into the office, he must see a spotless office. Nothing on his desk can be messed up.
After the painting scroll in which Du Yan live is brought back, Cheng Yu added another taboo, and no one is allowed to touch the painting. The glass box covering the painting scroll is wiped by Cheng Yu himself every day.
Nowadays, people are more open-minded, and the relationship between servants and employers is not as class-based as it was in ancient times. While cleaning, they would also talk about Cheng Yu.
Although Governor Cheng held a high position of power, he remained single.
In this chaotic world, anyone who sits in this position will rarely treat himself badly when it comes to having women. If a family with power and money does not marry seven or eight concubines, they would be embarrassed to go out and greet others.
However, Cheng Yu is completely different. He is so self-disciplined that he abstains from sex. Even now, at the age of 30, there has never been a woman around him.
When this topic came up, a new servant asked: “Does the Governor like men?”
Another older servant rolled his eyes and said: “What are you thinking? Even if he likes men, it’s not uncommon to play with a performer nowadays, but I’ve never heard of the Governor supporting any famous performer.”
No matter how much information is available, these servants will not be able to access it.
Du Yan recalled these anecdotes about Cheng Yu while walking along the corridor.
Next to the office, he found Cheng Yu’s room in the mansion.
Although Du Yan walked in, he made no sound when he landed and just floated in like a ghost.
Cheng Yu was lying on the bed, seemingly in a deep sleep. Du Yan’s vision was not limited by the light. He looked at Cheng Yu for a moment beside the bed and confirmed that the man in front of him was indeed the Emperor Cheng Yu.
He pondered for a moment and decided to look for other clues in the bedroom. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw his own appearance in the dressing mirror not far away.
Du Yan walked forward and felt that something was strange. He originally thought that he must be a ghost living in the painting, which is why he had no physical body.
But if he is a ghost, why can he see his image in this mirror?
But he couldn’t think of anything at the moment, so Du Yan stopped in front of the dressing mirror and looked at himself.
Sure enough, his current image is the sixteen-year-old Princess Yuan Yan, who has not yet reinstated his male identity.
This outfit was the one Du Yan wore when he attended a grand event that year, and he hadn’t seen it in a long time.
He was forced to dress up as a woman because of the situation. He created this persona just to satisfy that dream. Du Yan did not have this special hobby.
The outfit in front of him made Du Yan understand the origin of the painting.
This painting was created by Cheng Yu. When Cheng Yu returned to Cheng Kingdom, he painted a room full of Du Yan’s portraits and hung them in his secret room. He said that he would look at them for a long time every day to relieve his longing for her.
Even when Cheng Yu sneaked into the capital of Yuan Kingdom to ask for Du Yan’s hand in marriage, he did not destroy these portraits after learning that Du Yan was a man.
After Cheng Yu became Emperor, Du Yan, as the Imperial Preceptor, had the honor of seeing the room full of paintings and listening to Cheng Yu’s detailed description of the circumstances under which each painting was created.
Cheng Yu’s favorite is this portrait of him fully dressed in formal imperial clothes, looking domineering and arrogant, but the tenderness in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows makes his heart beat.
All of this comes from Cheng Yu’s description.
After Du Yan heard it, he just said one sentence with a cold face.
“Burn all these paintings for me.”
Cheng Yu naturally had to go along with him, and Du Yan never saw these paintings again after that day.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yu actually obeyed the order in front but secretly disobeyed it. He did not destroy the portrait but instead carefully collected it and placed it in their tomb as a burial object.
The more Du Yan thought about it, the more unhappy he became. He turned around and walked to Cheng Yu’s bed.
This world is directly related to Cheng Yu’s dream, so Du Yan’s character is naturally greatly affected.
He looked at Cheng Yu sleeping innocently and thought of himself being forced to dress like a woman again. He felt angry and wanted to teach him a lesson.
He took advantage of the fact that he had no physical body anyway, so he raised his hands and pinched Cheng Yu’s face.
“!”
Unexpectedly, Du Yan felt a warmth on his fingertips, which was clearly the touch of skin. He subconsciously pinched it lightly to make sure it was not an illusion.
Cheng Yu frowned slightly and moved his body. Du Yan was startled and took his hand back.
Fortunately, Cheng Yu just turned over and didn’t open his eyes.
Du Yan lowered his head and looked at his fingertips in disbelief.
What’s going on? Why can’t he touch the door but can touch Cheng Yu?
Thinking of this, Du Yan stepped forward again and tried to approach Cheng Yu.
Sure enough, he was able to smoothly touch Cheng Yu’s skin and even the silk pajamas he was wearing.
Du Yan was so surprised that his hands lost their composure for a moment.
Cheng Yu was originally in a high position, and he was in danger all year round, so he was particularly alert. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his eyelashes were slightly trembling, and he was about to wake up.
Before he woke up, his hand had already reached under the pillow.
Du Yan thought it was bad. Now Cheng Yu didn’t know what was going on. If he was mistaken for an assassin and shot dead, that would be extremely funny.
It was too late to leave at this point, so Du Yan could only choose to move forward and try to hold down Cheng Yu’s hand that was reaching for the gun.
However, the moment Cheng Yu opened his eyes, Du Yan only felt a strong pulling force coming from a distance.
After a dizzy spell, the familiar office room appeared before him again, and Du Yan returned to a state where he could neither move nor speak.
Is he back in the painting? What the hell is this?
Du Yan was still deep in thought when footsteps were heard at the door of the office.
Then, Cheng Yu pushed the door open and walked in.
He came in wearing a silk dressing gown and a coat, turned on the light, and walked in.
Du Yan just thought that he got up in the middle of the night to handle official business, and this situation has happened from time to time before.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yu walked directly in front of Du Yan and stared at him for a long time.
Cheng Yu sighed softly and said: “I dreamed of you again. Who are you?”
Du Yan suddenly became confused. Cheng Yu dreamed of him? Could this be related to his sudden ability to walk out of the painting tonight?
He held his breath, waiting for Cheng Yu to reveal more information.
Unfortunately, Cheng Yu is always silent when he is with Du Yan.
After he said this, he did not speak again but turned to the desk and started to handle official business.
Maybe it wasn’t official business because Du Yan clearly saw Cheng Yu take out a black notebook he had never seen before from a locked password cabinet, and then began to write on it.
Du Yan could barely make out the words on it, only some fragments.
× year × month.
On the fifth day after I got the painting, I dreamed of her again…
The handwriting afterward was completely covered up because of Cheng Yu’s actions.
However, Du Yan had some guesses in his mind. The notebook seemed to be Cheng Yu’s diary? Judging from the situation just now, Cheng Yu should have recorded everything in it after he had a dream.
It seems that if he wants to understand the current situation, he must try to see the things in the notebook. But how can he read the notebook if he can’t touch the object.
Du Yan thought about the situation carefully and soon found a breakthrough point. The key to solving the problem still lies with Cheng Yu.
Du Yan really couldn’t touch anything before. Before he touched Cheng Yu’s face, his hand accidentally touched the other person’s collar, and it passed through the collar.
However, after touching Cheng Yu’s face, he was able to touch his clothes. In other words, after touching Cheng Yu, he was able to touch some objects.
Du Yan had a plan in mind, but there were still many unresolved questions. He was not sure about the prerequisites for getting out of the painting, and it seemed that as long as Cheng Yu woke up, he would return to the painting.
Now, it seems that he can only wait for the next opportunity to get out of the painting to get the answer.
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