The promotion of the imperial palace of the prosperous Huangmou

Chapter 441 Picture Scroll
When Li Yan asked such a question, Lu Juntong naturally came back to his senses in an instant.Seeing that he was embarrassed again, he quickly shook his head: "It's nothing. Your Highness, eat quickly."

Li Yan naturally didn't believe it, but seeing Lu Juntong's embarrassment, he stopped questioning her.

Now his face is so red, if he asks again, won't he be cooked?

Li Yan exposed this matter so easily, Lu Juntong breathed a sigh of relief.

After Li Yan had eaten the porridge, Lu Juntong had just cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks when he heard Li Yan say: "My hair is a little loose, I might as well wash it. Then comb it again."

Lu Juntong responded and hurriedly asked someone to boil water.

The things were brought from the palace, but they are all complete.

Before the water came, Lu Juntong loosened Li Yan's hair first, and then used a grate to comb through it.

Li Yan wanted to bask in the sun, so he said: "Go to the porch, and bask in the sun by the way."

In this weather, the sun is not very sunny.Lazily falling on the person, and then being blown by the occasional wind, it feels as comfortable as a fairy.

Li Yan was still sitting on the chair at first, with his back straight.

Lu Juntong gently brushed his hair a few times, and gradually he relaxed.The back is also leaning against the back of the chair.

Lu Juntong held Li Yan's hair and fiddled with it slowly.

Li Yan's hair quality is excellent, even when exposed to light, it is still black and blue.Soft and supple, it's hard to put it down when you touch it.The best silks and satins are nothing more than that.

I don't know how many women are envious of such hair.

The sun shone on Li Yan's face, Li Yan squinted his eyes, his brows stretched out.

Lu Juntong stood, looking down from above, he could see Li Yan's face was illuminated by light, and his skin was slightly glowing.

Delicate as jade.

The eyebrows are gentle, but they don't lose their masculinity, let alone look too delicate.

His eyelids were closed, but they were almost translucent under the light.

I haven't shaved in two days, and my chin is a little blue.

However, it did not damage Li Yan's temperament.

Lu Juntong looked a little distracted, and the movements of his hands were even more gentle.

With a final shake of his hand, Li Yan's hair just fell apart.

It fell gently on the shoulders and hung down.Or blown lightly by the wind.

At this moment, Lu Juntong looked at it like this, and felt that Li Yan was like a fairy.

A fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world and fell asleep accidentally.

Facing Li Yan like this, it seems that taking a big breath is to disturb him.

Lu Juntong couldn't help holding his breath.

However, he did not forget the movement of his hands.

She peeked so unscrupulously, and straightened Li Yan's hair once in a while. Li Yan quietly closed his eyes and rested. At this moment, it seemed that time was quiet.

Lu Juntong didn't know it, but her rapt attention was part of the painting.

When the little girl brought water over, she was shocked by such a picture scroll.

Lu Juntong was also good-looking. Although he still had the appearance of a young girl, his bearing was still there.Looking at Li Yan so tenderly and intently, with such gentle movements, clearly only reminds people of four words: gentle and tender.

In addition to this, it is even more difficult to hide her admiration.

Such a beautiful and delicate girl combing the hair of a fairy-like man with a gentle face is a picture scroll in itself.

And that spring, and that full of youth, all became a foil.

(End of this chapter)