"That..." I took two bamboo slips and fiddled with them in my hand, and asked him tentatively: "I'll ask you to come to me to clean up early in the morning, why don't you see Mingyue and Qingfeng?"

"You want to go with me to my mother's place to serve tea. I don't know how long it will take to kneel. We told them to cook some porridge for you, so you can have something to eat to make your stomach..."

After saying this, I didn't seem to finish it, but the scheming stopped abruptly and stopped making a sound. I raised my eyes and looked at me seriously.

The awkward silence slowly spread between me and him, smudged the air around me and made people feel uncomfortable.

After a while, he finally broke the awkward atmosphere: "Bu Mo, isn't you living too comfortable in the Ninth Heaven, and you even need someone to take care of your makeup?"

I grew up in the Ninth Heaven, and I was really protected by others. The brilliance is right. I can only twist my hair into a bun now. The days when someone served me in the Ninth Heaven were really comfortable.

"The prince is wise." I bowed my hand and said with a slim voice: "The prince's ability in this situation is even more magical than that of me, a fairy with a strong root."

The corner of my mouth twitched, and I picked up a book and patted it gently on my head.

"After all, you are a woman raised in the boudoir, or a god who has been in the Nine Heavens Emperor City for more than 20,000 years. Have you not even learned the basic qualities of a woman?"

"Ha!" I fucked me and took this matter perfunctorily: "Those are things for people to see, and it is really hard to express the knowledge I learned in the deep boudoir of the Jiutian Imperial City."

He looked up, his eyes filled with an unstoppable smile.

He raised his chin in the direction of the dressing table: "Okay, you go sit first, I will go and comb it for you after I finish cleaning up the place."

Why am I not happy to pick up a bargain? After hearing this, I simply clenched my left fist and put it on the palm of my right hand, making a crisp "pop" sound, and said excitedly: "I'll trouble the prince!"

After being cleaned up the bamboo slips that I had scattered all over the floor, I took them to the cabinet and lined up in a row, turned around and walked to me.

Because my sleepiness came so suddenly last night, the bun on my head didn't have time to scatter. After a night of ravage, it was already loose on my head and dispersed. My slender fingers traveled back and forth between my hair several times, and skillfully removed the several hairpins that were crooked and slanted.

Looking at the mirror, I looked at the clever technique and stopped: "Princess Zijiu is really lucky to have a considerate husband like you."

"She is not like you, she even needs someone else to comb her hair."

I smiled embarrassedly, pursed my lips and stopped talking.

I am very skilled in combing my hair. A comb of pear blossom trees is combed from head to end, and it is smooth and smooth, so I cleaned my thick hair very well.

"Your hair is thick, thick, black and shiny, and it is very well maintained. I have put a lot of effort into it?"

I raised my eyelids and thought for a moment, calculated with my fingers, and said, "Well, you're right. Usually, Yibei always soaks dozens of herbs in the water for my hair washing, and applies and apply it. It can't be done in two or three hours, so it's very troublesome to clean up."

"You are the crown prince, and your hair is more delicate than others. It is inevitable to take some effort on it." As I was speaking, I combed a mold of Chaoyunjinxiang bun on my head.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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