The Second Marrying Beauty: The Concubine, the Concubine and the Black Emperor

Chapter 287 I'm Depressed To Give You Hair (1)

At night, Ruoxi refused to let Wuhuan leave the room, Yuehong remade a bed and quilt for Wuhuan in a room outside Ruoxi's room where the servants waited, and respectfully invited him to sleep.

"My lord, don't take what your mother said seriously. I'll wrong you and rest here for the night."

"It's nothing, but it's better for you to sleep on the bed next to me on the couch.

Yuehong was terrified, Wuhuan was the prince, she couldn't let the master sleep in such a place for a night.

"How can the prince sleep on the couch? The slaves dare not, so let the prince sleep on the bed!"

Yuehong said this, but Wuhuan just smiled and ignored her, took off my coat and lay down on the couch: "Go to sleep, isn't this king a father now, how can a father let a mother sleep on my bed?" Here."

Feeling warm in Yue Hong's heart, she stood by the bed for a while, and only went to bed when Wu Huan seemed to be falling asleep and closed her eyes.

Ruoxi kept tilting her head by Xufeng's side, there was no movement outside, she missed her parents.

Xufeng has been watching her face all the time, and found that Ruoxi's expression is very interesting now, when he wanted to see Yuehong, he stretched his neck secretly, but as soon as he moved, she immediately retracted her head and pretended that she hadn't done anything Same.

Squeeze her face, immediately look at yourself with a pair of big eyes, scratch her nose, mutter immediately with her small mouth, sweep her neck with her hair, and even happily raise her hands to grab his hair .

It is impossible to guard against the long and abundant hair, and I was caught by a strand of hair.

"My lord, why is your hair different from mine?"

"I don't know that either."

Ruoxi looked at her hair and then at Xufeng's hair, and kept comparing them in his hands: "Your Majesty, I still like your hair, it's better than mine, shall I change it with you?"

"This hair can't be changed."

Xu Feng was ashamed, if he could change his hair casually, he wouldn't have to worry about it every time he went out.

Ruoxi was slightly disappointed, but immediately said: "Then, can you give me your hair, Your Majesty?"

Xu Feng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and asked Ruoxi on the forehead, picked up a pair of scissors and cut off the hair that Ruoxi bitten in the morning, put it in a bag and handed it to Ruoxi.

"Garfield, this is for you, keep it, I don't give this to people lightly."

Ruoxi is holding a silk bag with clouds embroidered on it, silver clouds and a golden background, Ruoxi puts it into her arms with a smile.

(End of this chapter)