king's concubine

Chapter 104: Wife 4
Rong Huazheng waved his hands, and said indifferently, "It's okay, just tie it up with cloth strips casually." Now I only have one head of hair, and I don't need other black hair to cover up anything, so no matter how I do it, I'm not afraid .

This time, Yu Wencan happened to come in from the door and saw Rong Huazheng wearing an underwear, showing her snow-white and slender neck, and was putting on her coat. Black hair, black eyes suddenly darkened.

Although her white hair is good-looking, but black hair is even more beautiful unexpectedly. She is dressed in a snow-white underwear and has long black hair. She looks like a person walking out of an ink painting, watery and smoky. The aura is so delicate and beautiful that people can't bear to interrupt this beauty.

Ling'er had sharp eyes, and when she saw Yu Wencan, she immediately greeted him, "This servant has seen the prince."

Yu Wencan pursed her thin lips lightly, but didn't respond, letting Xia Houguo push herself into the room with a flat face.

"Xi Yan, what's the matter?" It was heard early in the morning that he had caught a cold.

"Brother Can..." The little boy would always be much better behaved when he saw Yu Wencan. Hearing this, he lowered his head in shame and pinched his fingers.

Yu Wencan hummed, and said to Rong Huazheng, "Why is Xiyan so good? Is it serious?"

Rong Huazheng was rinsing his mouth with a sip of water in his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, he nodded and shook his head when he heard the words, and didn't speak.

The corners of Yu Wencan's lips were turned up by her appearance, but two words came out of her mouth lightly - "It's so ugly."

Rong Huazheng pouted slightly with his mouth full of water, and opened his eyes slightly. He looked funny and didn't know it.

Ling'er burst out laughing with a "pop", Madam really doesn't pay attention to appearance.

Yu Wencan was not annoyed either, she reached out to touch the little boy's head, and said, "Do you want to eat in the room or go out?"

The little boy blinked his eyes wide and thought for a while, not knowing what to do, this time Rong Huazheng spat out the water in his mouth, and said: "If he catches cold, don't just go outside to blow the wind, especially at this time when it's snowing What’s more, let’s eat in the room.”

Yu Wencan nodded, and said to Xiahou: "Have someone bring the breakfast here, we all eat here."

"Yes!" Xiahou Guo took the order and went down.

After Xiahou passed by, Yu Wencan waved to Rong Huazheng, "Zhenger, come here."

Rong Huazheng blinked, "Why?"

"Are you going to see Aunt Ye just like this?"

Rong Huazheng raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

"Affect the scenery of the palace." Yu Wencan pursed his lips and said.

Rong Huazheng hummed, and raised her chin towards Linger, "Linger is here, I..."

"Ah, ma'am, this servant forgot to do something very important, I'll go and have a look first!" Ling'er interrupted for the first time if she dared to interrupt her master, and ran outside in a hurry .Just kidding, when will you wait if you don't slip away at this time?
Rong Huazheng was dumbfounded, and Yu Wencan's black eyes dimmed.

Rong Huazheng curled her lips, obediently took a stool and sat down in front of Yu Wencan, thought for a while but kicked it up, and said to the little boy, "Where is the comb you usually use to comb your hair?"

The little kid chubby pointed, "Put it there."

Rong Huazheng looked at his fingertips, ran over and took an ivory comb, and handed it to Yu Wencan, "Here, this is for you, don't use your fingers to comb it for me anymore, it will really be a mess at that time." It’s affecting the scenery of the palace.” In fact, the last time Yu Wencan combed her hair was not bad, but she remembered that last time he accidentally pulled her hair, which made her scalp numb all afternoon, so the impression was particularly deep .

Yu Wencan raised his eyebrows, combed Rong Huazheng's hair slowly after Rong Huazheng sat down.

"Little brat, go wash up after getting dressed, what are you doing lying on the bed?" Rong Huazheng said with a glance at the little brat.

The little kid didn't move, his eyes were fixed on Rong Huazheng's hair for a moment, he felt that Rong Huazheng's whole body looked much better after his hair turned black, as if he was as beautiful as his mother and concubine.However, he wouldn't tell her this, or she would be proud again.

The little kid hummed twice, looked at her with his arms folded, and said, "Sister Zheng, don't you feel ashamed?"

Rong Huazheng squinted her eyes, and said four words in a polite manner, "How do you say that?"

"You don't even know how to tie your hair." The little boy clicked his tongue twice, "Mother and Concubine said that the father doesn't know how to do it, and no one wants a girl who doesn't know how to do it."

Rong Huazheng was very proud when he heard the words, pointed at Yu Wencan with his index finger with a smile, and reminded: "Little brat, did you see that, this is my husband."

Yu Wencan raised her lips when she heard the words, this girl loves to take advantage of her tongue.

The little boy still despised her, "Brother Can reluctantly took you because he saw that you were ugly and no one wanted you, hmph!"

When Rong Huazheng heard this, she became angry, ignored Yu Wencan combing her hair, bent her legs, took off her boots and made a gesture of throwing at the little kid, threatening: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Are you still going to wash up?"

"Hmph, you're still so righteous when you bully the little by the big!" The little brat snorted twice, glanced at the two people who were leaning against each other, smiled, and obediently put on his clothes and went to wash up.

"What kind of bun do you like to wear?" Yu Wencan breathed out from behind Rong Huazheng.

After Rong Huazheng put on her shoes, she raised her eyebrows. Yu Wencan's words were wonderful. It was like a master in a hair salon asking her what hairstyle she wanted to cut.

Rong Huazheng really didn't expect to have a choice, raised his eyebrows, coughed lightly, and said to the hairdresser like a distinguished guest: "Whatever is good, grand, expensive, and can reflect my noble status, I will give it to you." Let me do something."

Without raising her eyelids, Yu Wencan said in a soft voice, "What kind of hair bun is suitable for what kind of person, and what you want...isn't there."

Rong Huazheng's face darkened, and he turned back to stare at him, "Then you said it so nicely just now, let me choose?"

Yu Wencan moved the comb in his hand unhurriedly, looked at the pure white elephant's teeth slicing through his shiny black hair, and said, "This king asked you to choose or not."

Rong Huazheng choked on his breath, turned his head back and asked tuggingly, "Then how many kinds of hairstyles do you know?"

Without pausing for a moment, Yu Wencan lifted her thin lips, and said unhurriedly, "One kind."

Rong Huazheng only felt rows of crows flying over his head, and asked through gritted teeth, "My lord, you are so humorous." I have never seen such a choice.

Yu Wencan didn't know what humor was, but she understood the meaning of her tone, so she stopped talking, pursed her thin lips lightly, and the movements of her hands were much smoother than last time.

Rong Huazheng was bored when he didn't speak, stretched out his hand to pinch a lock of hair and played with it, thinking of something and asked: "My lord, do you like embroidery on your robes?"

Hearing this, Yu Wencan raised her thick eyebrows, "Do you want to start embroidering robes for this king now?"

Rong Huazheng heard the complete suspicion in his tone, covered her lips and coughed in embarrassment, after all, her current embroidery skills really can't stand on the stage.

"No, just asking casually."

"Hibiscus flower." Yu Wencan replied lightly.

Hibiscus?Rong Huazheng was taken aback. Mujinhua has a strong vitality. The flower symbolizes a character that has gone through hardships and is determined to become stronger. Yu Wencan, he likes hibiscus?Is there any meaning here?

But this is not important, what is important is, "What color fabric do you want?"

"Jin Jinse." Yu Wencan gave an answer that Rong Huazheng didn't expect.

Rong Huazheng couldn't help turning her head back, "Shouldn't it be silver?"

Yu Wencan frowned, because the movement of her turning her head messed up a sideburn he had just combed.Straightening her body, he said angrily: "The robe was worn on the emperor's grandmother's birthday. How decent is it to wear white?"

Rong Huazheng suddenly realized that the ancient people valued meaning most, "Then I will ask the master later if she has any good materials."

"En." Yu Wencan responded softly, continuing to move her hands.

"Hey, Yu Wencan, do you want to heal your leg?" Suddenly, Rong Huazheng asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

The movements of Yu Wencan's hands paused, his chest rose and fell, and a half voice slowly reached Rong Huazheng's ears. There was no coldness in the voice, but it was very light, "Zhenger, don't mention it again in the future." It's over."

Rong Huazheng bit her lip, looked down at her left hand pinching her right hand, and said nothing.

Yu Wencan didn't need to look to know that she must be depressed now, pulled the corner of her lips, and said softly: "Okay, good boy, don't think about it, straighten your head, how can I help you comb it well?"

Rong Huazheng looked back at him, clenched his fist firmly and said, "Yu Wencan, one day I will heal your leg myself!"

Yu Wencan paused again, then unexpectedly stretched out his hand and pinched the back of her neck forcefully, "Turn your head away!"

Rong Huazheng felt pain, stretched out his hand to wipe the back of his neck, and turned to stare at him, "Hmph! Just wait for me!" The things she has decided are never easily changed by anyone.

Yu Wencan's dark eyes deepened, and she didn't think much, swept away the haze from her chest just now, and responded softly: "Okay, I'll wait for you..."

"I mean it!"

Yu Wencan pursed her lips and smiled, her smile was as beautiful as fireworks blooming, "I'm serious too."

He has never been so serious at this moment, no matter how dull she is, he will wait until she understands, until the day she understands, although he knows that it may take a long time...

he will wait...

The girl's soft hair is just in front of her nose, densely and softly scattered there, Yu Wencan looked deeply at the hair in front of her eyes, and suddenly remembered the poem: "One comb to grow old, two combs to grow old, and two combs to make the hair white eyebrow……"

Comb once to grow old, comb twice to make white hair equal to eyebrows.

Three combs are full of children and grandchildren, and four combs meet nobles.

Five Combs Weng Yi He Shun,

The six-comb husband and wife respect each other,

Seven Combs and Seven Sisters go down to earth,

Traveling outside the lotus road with eight combs;
Nine combs and nine sons have everything;
Ten comb couples to gray hair.

The sky is gradually clear, and the snow outside is still falling, fluttering as if there is no end at all. Yu Wencan holds the comb in one hand and the satin-like black hair in the other. At this time, a word came to mind-fa wife.

(End of this chapter)