Sui Sui Jianing

Chapter 166 Does it look good?princess embroidered
The sound of rubbing clothes and the sound of Xie Shuangge opening the porcelain vase were mixed with a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Chu Wuhen felt itchy in his heart, but he was also very fulfilled.

This kind of warm life, he didn't even dare to think about it before.

Princess Jianing washed his hair, he never dreamed that such a good thing actually happened!

At this moment, he was lying here, but his soul had already floated up.

He didn't notice that the corners of her mouth were always raised, but Xie Shuangge could see it clearly. She poured some sweet-scented osmanthus soap locust water into her palm, rubbed it slowly, and then spread it on Chu Wuhen's hair. Mo asked puzzledly, "What are you laughing at?"

Chu Wuhen didn't speak, he smelled the increasingly rich fragrance of flowers, and opened his eyes again, which was filled with the reflection of Xie Shuangge.

Xie Shuangge crashed into it unexpectedly, her heart trembled.

He loves her.

Never before had Xie Shuangge been so clearly aware of this.

Smiling seemed to be contagious, Xie Shuangge looked at him for a moment, and then pursed his lips.

"Okay, close your eyes, it will get in your eyes in a while." This time her tone was a little more coquettish.

Chu Wuhen was very useful, so he closed his eyes obediently.

Xie Shuangge slowly rubbed Chu Wuhen's long hair. From the tip to the end of the hair, he washed it carefully, scooped up water, and washed it clean. Repeat the above steps again.

After washing twice inside and out, Xie Shuangge felt clean, got up and said, "Wait a while, I'll change the basin of clean water."

"Ah."

Xie Shuangge mixed the basin of warm water again, changed to another basin, put Chu Wuhen's long hair into the basin, and slowly rinsed it.

Hearing the sound of splashing water intermittently, as well as the sound of Xie Shuangge's light breathing, and the rustling of fingers rubbing the tips of his hair, Chu Wuhen felt as if he was relaxed and about to fall asleep.

The sunlight fell from the window sills, and the room was warm and warm. The chrysanthemums in front of the window quietly spit out a little bud, a little golden, which became the most eye-catching color in the room, and complemented the chrysanthemum embroidery pattern on Xie Shuangge's clothes.

Xie Shuangge's expression was concentrated, his movements were gentle, and he seemed to have a somewhat calm temperament.

After changing the last basin of water, the water was very clear after washing this time, Xie Shuangge picked up a handkerchief on one side and wrapped it around Chu Wuhen's hair in satisfaction: "It's done."

She wrapped Chu Wuhen's hair well with a veil, and twisted it vigorously, the veil was instantly wet.

Xie Shuangge changed to another one, and when the water was no longer squeezed out, she handed the handkerchief to Chu Wuhen, "Wipe it yourself, and I'll ask someone to bring the water out."

"Thank you princess."

Chu Wuhen turned over and sat up, and slowly wiped his hair with a dry handkerchief.

Soon the maids came in and removed all the things, and the house was cleaned up.

Xie Shuangge turned back and looked at Chu Wuhen. After washing his hair, Chu Wuhen felt indescribably slack and lazy. He leaned against the head of the bed and patted the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing?" Xie Shuangge walked over suspiciously, and Chu Wuhen suddenly took her hands and pulled her to sit down beside the bed.

"You—" Xie Shuangge's eyes changed, thinking that he was going to mess up again.

"If you don't do anything, don't be afraid, the princess." Chu Wuhen just held her hand vainly, kneading her fingers.

"The princess has worked hard, and I will rub it for you."

Xie Shuangge's fingertips were a little numb from rubbing, but now that he rubbed them from fingertips to fingertips, her whole hand was numb.

Chu Wuhen rubbed and rubbed, but couldn't hold back after all, when Xie Shuangge was defenseless, he suddenly took her hand and placed a hot kiss on her palm.

Xie Shuangge's eyes widened suddenly, "I'm making progress! What are you going to do?"

Chu Wuhen raised his eyes to look at him, but pressed his lips again, "Well, it's my fault."

Xie Shuangge's palm was hot and itchy, and she quickly pulled it back. She raised her hand and twisted Chu Wuhen's waist. There was no injury here, so she used a little strength.

Chu Wuhen frowned, his Adam's apple slipped, and begged for mercy in a hoarse voice: "I know I was wrong, the princess is merciful."

Xie Shuangge pursed her lips, her eyes flickered slightly, "Hmph, just stay by yourself, I'm leaving."

He left as soon as he said, and by the time Chu Wuhen came over, he had disappeared.

Chu Wuhen couldn't laugh or cry, and there was a bit of strange pleasure mixed with the pain.

He rubbed and wanted to stand up, but suddenly found a bulge under the brocade quilt.

"Huh?" Chu Wuhen lowered his head in doubt, reached out his hand to touch it, there was indeed something there, he opened a corner of the brocade quilt and looked, there was a purse hidden underneath.

He was taken aback for a moment, picked up his purse and looked at it. This somewhat immature stitch, at first glance, was Xie Shuangge's handwriting.

Because the needle method is exactly the same as the previous purse, there is not much progress.

But he still liked it, very much.

He laughed out loud after seeing it. He touched the raised needles and threads on the smooth fabric, and the red plum embroidery was quite similar.

However, after touching it twice, he suddenly paused, and vaguely sensed that there was something inside. His heart moved, and a guess surfaced in his mind, and a strong surprise enveloped his whole body in an instant.

His fingers trembled uncontrollably.

He opened the drawstring of the purse, and saw a piece of paper lying quietly inside.

He suffocated for a moment, and carefully took out the note, almost piously, and slowly unfolded it.

Xie Shuangge's handwriting was the same as her own, with a bit of edge in her beauty. Chu Wuhen admired it twice before he could see what was written on it.

Actually nothing, just two sentences.

"Thousands of lights are on the river, but there is no lonely shadow on the bridge at night. I plan to exchange the light of the knife for the bright moon, so as to shine on the king's loyalty and innocence."

Chu Wuhen read it in a murmur, his heart skipped a beat, his lips and teeth were rough.

This is what the princess wrote to him, and it belongs only to him.

The young girl Huaichun's thoughts and feelings are hidden in these two short sentences.

Just looking at the first sentence, Chu Wuhen remembered the scene when he took Xie Shuangge to see the moon in the water. At that time, he felt defeated by Qin Lie, but Xie Shuangge always remembered it.

"I plan to exchange the light of the sword for the bright moon, so as to illuminate your loyalty and innocence." Chu Wuhen's eyes were slightly moist.

Everyone knows that he is ambitious, but after all, there are still people who understand him.

The final signature is - gift, forgiveness.

"Huaishu..." Chu Wuhen raised his head and let out a breath slowly.

Thanks to Xie Shuangge who left quickly, otherwise she wouldn't be able to leave after he finished reading these.

……

Xie Shuangge walked on the promenade, her steps hurried, and the autumn wind blew across her face, but the heat couldn't be blown away.

She pressed the back of her hand to her face, her heart beating like a drum.

"Did Chu Wuhen see it? He should have seen it, right? Would he feel stupid?"

Xie Shuangge didn't know what to do, so she couldn't help thinking in the worst direction.

She wanted to see Chu Wuhen's reaction, but she was also afraid of Chu Wuhen, thinking about it, the speed of her feet became faster and faster.

However, when turning the corner, a person rushed out and almost bumped into her, but that person reacted quickly, twisted his feet, and twisted himself up the railing, "Oops——"

(End of this chapter)