Poison Doctor Crazy Concubine: Three Princesses with Black Belly

With her rough combing, she immediately tied his hair into knots and pulled up his black hair roots. At this moment, the man in front of him was already staring at him furiously, and roared angrily: "You want to murder me? Don't you know what gentleness is? Rude and shameless, don't you know that those women outside are more gentle than you if you just pull them in?"

Chang Le slammed the comb in his hand lazily, and then fell on the table with a "slap", and said in a deep voice: "They are gentle, you ask them to comb! Why do you ask me to comb? Are you sick?"

"You... how dare you say that Ben Gong is sick? You are the only one who is sick hahaha..."

At this moment, the man in front of him had another seizure, and he covered his stomach and laughed like before.

Looking at him like this, Chang Le also burst out laughing. He was so domineering when he was hit by the concubine's laugh. He was so domineering and at the same time laughed so hard that he was probably the only one in this world. He really could bear to laugh.

Looking at the silky black hair in front of him, she curled the corners of her lips, picked up the comb again, and gently combed it for him.

This time, she is not as rude as before, she really wants to try what kind of gentle girl he is talking about.

"One comb to the end, two combs with white hair and eyebrows, three combs full of children and grandchildren, four combs for harmony between husband and wife, five combs for early birth..."

Before Chang Le could finish his joking words, the man in front of him yelled furiously again, "You treat me as a married woman? Then what are you, a dead matchmaker with moles all over your face?"

Chang Le suppressed the smile in his heart and combed his hair carefully. At this moment, the room seemed to be in peace, and the two of them stopped talking very quietly, as if there was a tacit understanding.

Chu Wuyou raised her eyes lightly, if only she could be so gentle forever, it would be great, if there were no barriers and suspicions between the two, it would be great.

After Changle finished combing his hair, he tried to tie him into a male bun. This kind of hair work is not easy to do, and it is usually done by court ladies.

She picked some hair on top of his head, and slowly tied it to the top, suddenly, she saw Chu Wuyou was thinking about something with his eyes closed.

He didn't look in the mirror, which was fine.

A mischievous plan hit his mind, Chang Le quickly tied up his hair and put a jade crown on it, then braided a big braid behind his head, and tied the braid with a female red ribbon.

In this way, he can't see his braids in front of him, he only knows that his hair has been tied up into a male bun with a jade crown, but he doesn't know that the black hair in the back has been braided into braids by Chang Le, this is a good show .

After doing all this, Chang Le clapped his hands very simply, and the man in front of him also opened his eyes instantly. He glanced at his crown bun, and praised Chang Le very rarely, "It's pretty good. It's a matter, but it's far worse than the maids in the palace."

Changle's eyes narrowed into a smile, and after a while he knew the difference between himself and his craft and those maids.

The maids can make him more handsome and attractive, but for her, it's just the opposite.

At this time, Li Luo's anxious voice sounded outside the door, "Your Highness, are you okay?"

"Well, just wait!" Chu Wuyou said coldly, then stood up, walked towards the door, then opened the door, and stepped out of the room with meteoric strides.

Chang Le in the room laughed when he saw his flicking female braids holding his belly.

Chu Wuyou walked out of the room with a cold and arrogant expression, his extremely beautiful eyes raised coldly, and the braids followed his eyes and darted behind his back a few times.

Now, the corners of mouths twitched when they saw Li Luo and the others with braided hair clearly. When did His Highness become so serious?