Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 491, Marshal, so cold 15
"Daughter-in-law, you actually have white hair, sit still and let me cut it off for you!"

Zhao Yusheng went to the dressing table to find the scissors, and cut Qingcheng's white hair. Qingcheng didn't care, but was puzzled.

White hair, is it juvenile white?
It is said that those who grow white hair at a young age will have a long life.

Zhao Yusheng cut off the white hair he said, and Qingcheng saw that his hair had been combed by Zhao Yusheng.

The black hair was pulled into a small bun, a small lock of hair fell from the back, and a hairpin was worn on top of the bun.

The hairpin is a small and delicate white flower, with bamboo leaf-shaped tassels hanging below, and the tassels are inlaid with crystals, shining.

The hairstyle is very simple, but very delicate, which makes Qingcheng look a little more agile.

Qingcheng turned her head to look at Zhao Yusheng with a slight surprise in her eyes, and the tassel pendant on her head made a crisp and pleasant knocking sound.

"I didn't expect that you could comb your hair!" Qingcheng looked at Zhao Yusheng.

Zhao Yusheng picked up the eyebrow pencil on the side, ready to draw Qingcheng's eyebrows, but he couldn't deny what Qingcheng said.

The woman has willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, her eyebrows are slightly raised, and Zhao Yusheng only slightly outlines her eyebrows a few times according to the shape of her eyebrows.

After painting her eyebrows, Qingcheng went to the side to wash up, while Zhao Yusheng waited for Qingcheng outside the door, but Qingcheng didn't see her.

After Zhao Yusheng walked out the door, he went to the study room. After entering the study room, he took out a small lock of hair in his hand, cut off a lock of shallow hair on his head with a knife, and tied the two locks of hair with a red string. Together.

"Tie hair as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection!"

Zhao Yusheng's eyes flickered, and he put his hair into a book on the shelf before leaving the study.

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The huge courtyard is surrounded by two-story wooden buildings, and the voices of men and women singing opera can be heard in my ears.

Zhao Yusheng brought Qingcheng here, and only then did he know that this is a relatively famous theater in Nanhua Town.

Fushun Building.

Although the host doesn't like to go out, there are always a few friends from rich families who have fun, embroidering, tasting tea, swimming in the lake, and watching theaters together!
So, have been here a few times as well.

As soon as they reached the door, someone led Zhao Yusheng and Qingcheng to the upstairs, and entered a private room. The private room had a window through which it was easy to see a table below.

A few people who couldn't see clearly were singing on the stage.

The room was quiet and simple, with a faint fragrance spreading in the room, Qingcheng sat on the chair by the window, propped his chin and looked down.

Fresh refreshments were added to the table, Zhao Yusheng raised his eyes and glanced down, then turned to Qingcheng again, and hugged Qingcheng into his arms.

Zhao Yusheng's sudden movement startled Qingcheng Zheng, someone wanted to be a soft cushion, but Qingcheng didn't struggle, she raised one foot and put it on the chair beside her, leaning her body relaxed on Zhao Yusheng's body.

"Zhao Yusheng, you brought me to watch a play?"

Qingcheng lazily looked at the people below.

Singing the Huangmei Opera sadly, her eyes were peaceful, without any emotion.

Zhao Yusheng met Shang Qingcheng's eyes, then looked away the next moment, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, raised Qingcheng's chin, and kissed her lips softly.

"Wait, there will be a good show in a while!"

Zhao Yusheng looked at Qingcheng's pink lips, licked her lips with his tongue, Qingcheng frowned, pushed Zhao Yusheng's face away, turned his head and looked downstairs.

(End of this chapter)