Marry a wife to be the emperor

Pei Qinghong frowned, sat on the chair opposite Lan Min, looked him in the eye: "Is it because my mother ordered me to tie my hair, or do you really want to do it yourself?"

"Mother didn't tell me to do this." He was telling the truth. Ye's business was very big, but he didn't have a pair of dexterous hands, so naturally he wouldn't mess around to ruin Pei Yan's image outside.It is said that the left prime minister Pei Yan fears internal affairs, but she has always given her family a face outside.

Although Lan Min is Pei Qinghong's wife, she didn't really treat her daughter-in-law as a woman, let alone ask her and those gentle and careless women to sew, mend, tie their hair and dress for her husband.If Lan Min did not do well, the one whose image was ruined was her own son, not Lan Min.

"Mother really can't, then what did she pull you over to say earlier, can you tell me?" Lan Min's temper, it seems that he was suddenly stimulated by something, the reason Pei Qinghong can think of That's what Mrs. Ye said not long ago when she pulled people over.

"My mother just taught me some experience in managing the house, such as standing up in front of the servants, what is the proper way to speak to whom, and the identities of some of the more important guests of the Pei family." Dongxi Lanmin, who was clear in the confrontation, would not lie, and there was no need to hide it.

Pei Qinghong nodded: "These are really important, but some of what my mother said is not completely applicable to us. My mother has her mother's rules, and this yard has this yard's rules. If you feel bad about some places, you can talk to me I mention."

Lan Min nodded, thinking about how to tie her hair and dress: "Then don't let Lan Xin come over tomorrow, and don't want anyone else."

"This can't be done. Asking Zijue to fetch water every day, wouldn't it be robbing those servants of their work? How can I bear it as a husband." Seeing Lan Min's uneasy expression, he continued, "I can fix the clothes myself , Zijue is not worried about this. It’s just that Zijue has never done hair-tying before. If you go to see the emperor with unkempt hair, it is disrespectful to the emperor. You can learn slowly and wait until you get it done. I won't let them do it."

Looking at his face, Lan Min knew that he should not be too capricious, so he responded a little awkwardly: "Then don't wait until tomorrow, Mu Zhi will teach me now, Nineteen and I are men, he can do it, it doesn't make sense for me can not do well."

There are not many maids in Pei Qinghong's courtyard, and the servants are all servants. Shutong Nineteen is one of the men who are more ingenious than the maids.

Pei Qinghong stared into the other person's eyes, making sure that Lan Min really didn't want others to approach and touch him subjectively, so he pulled him to sit on the chair in front of the mirror, stood beside the other person, and bent down: "I'm very happy."

This was the second time he told Lan Min that he was very happy, and only four words were enough to express his inner joy.Love is exclusive and exclusive, and so is marriage. Pei Qinghong doesn't like Lan Min being touched by others. The more reason is because the other party is his wife and his future partner. He has a good impression of Lan Min, but he has not yet So much more than the emphasis on responsibility and marriage, so far Lan Min is a wife and half lover who are inseparable.

There will be a very subtle induction between the same kind. He can feel that Lan Min attaches great importance to marriage and responsibility. If this marriage is reversed, he is the one who marries, and the other party is the one who marries the wife. Will definitely perform worse than him.But the premise is that the other party recognizes his role as wife or husband.

Lan Min will say that she doesn't want others, whether it's out of acceptance of her wife's identity or out of love for him, it's a sign of the other party's progress, and it's something she should be happy about.

I don't know if it's because he got too close, Lan Min recalled the scene of two people's faces touching each other in the morning, and his ears under his hair turned red quietly, but his complexion was still normal: "What's the matter with this?" So happy?"

Pei Qinghong got closer to him, and when Lan Min was short of breath, he backed away again: "It's nothing, let's not talk about this, doesn't Zijue want to learn how to tie hair, I'll find someone to teach you."

"It won't be long before you teach me? Looking in the mirror, I can learn." Lan Min frowned.

"You have to be able to see the top of your head." Pei Qinghong was a little dumbfounded, "It's just that if you teach verbally, you won't see the results, and the speed will be very slow. I can teach you some skills first. You can try it today. Tomorrow when you are free, you can ask those little servants to send it to you, Zijue is smart and has a pair of good hands, this kind of thing will definitely be learned soon."

A human with such an aesthetic sense as Huahua should learn hairstyles much faster than him, Pei Qinghong took off the jade crown on his head while thinking, and scattered his hair for Lan Min, a novice, to practice.

Seeing that Lan Min was still in a daze, he patted the other party: "What are you still doing sitting there, try it yourself."

Lan Min got up just now, took the comb, and while listening to Pei Qinghong's oral teaching of experience, recalling the scene of the book boy Nineteen giving Pei Qinghong's book boy, he tried little by little to restore the look of Pei Qinghong's hair before he came in.

He tossed and tossed for half an hour, and finally the jade crown was still inserted crookedly on Pei Qinghong's head. There would always be a lock or two of hair floating on Pei Qinghong's face and destroying his image. Sometimes Pei Qinghong felt that his hair was okay. Lan Min unsatisfactorily took apart the lost hair and re-braided it.

Pei Qinghong sat on the stool and let the other party toss his hair. His buttocks were sore and numb. Lan Min was still practicing his hands. He took a small nap, but when he closed his eyes and lowered his head, it was held by Lan Min. The hair in his hand made his scalp hurt: "It hurts, hurts... let go!"

The man who was pinching his hair reluctantly let go of his hand, Pei Qinghong's hair fell down, and the man in the mirror became a shaggy-haired slut.He took a comb to straighten his hair, turned around and looked up at Lan Min who hadn't had enough fun: "Okay, it's late enough today, I'll come back early tomorrow and do it again, if it goes on, My hair is all gone."

Originally, his hair was very smooth, but Lan Min made several knots in it. When he combed vigorously, more than a dozen strands of his good hair were torn off. Can't stop talking like this.

Lan Min wanted to say something else, but Pei Qinghong pushed her down on the bed with an extremely forceful attitude: "I don't comb my hair anymore, sleep in peace!"

When the bed curtain was put down, Lan Min reached out to touch Pei Qinghong's hair again: "Did it hurt just now?"

"Fortunately, it's just that so many hairs have fallen out, so don't use such force next time." Actually, it really hurts.

"I'll be gentle next time." Whether it's the servants in the palace or Pei Qinghong himself, he has never been hurt by his hair being pulled. He can't help being irritable when he sees the knotted hair, and his hands don't hurt. Be careful with heavy hands, and only focus on getting her hair done, without considering that Pei Qinghong will be in pain.

"Yes, I see." Pei Qinghong replied vaguely, and his breathing became long again.Even so, on the second day, Pei Qinghong's hair was still combed by the boy named Lan Xin.

Anyway, Lan Min was not in such a hurry.Every time, he watched Lan Xin's movements, and then waited for Pei Qinghong to tidy up before doing his own hair.In order to minimize the intimate contact between Lan Xin and Pei Qinghong, when he was in the palace, he would also order the skillful palace servants to perform in front of him. In order to get started as soon as possible, he even condescended to comb the maid's hair, of course It was still a masculine hair style, and it was in a crooked bun. In the process of combing, a lot of the maid's black hair was accidentally torn off.

"How is Gu combing?" Lan Min frowned and asked Chang Xiu who was standing beside him.

The smile on the latter's face was almost squeezed into a chrysanthemum, and he said nonsense with his eyes open: "Your Majesty combed it perfectly."

"Why does Gu feel that it would be unseemly to go out with this hair?"

Chang Xiu's old face froze: "It seems that there is something wrong with it. After all, this maid is wearing a man's hairstyle. People who don't know it will certainly feel that it is inappropriate."

Tai Shulan also ignored his words, and asked the palace lady who had been extremely stiff since he started combing her hair: "Did Gu ever pull your hair and hurt you?"

"Your Majesty combed the slaves so comfortably, it doesn't hurt at all!" In fact, it hurt her to death. Her hair was pulled all over the floor. The maid's heart was full of tears, but she was still very happy. She was the one who could be served by the master. an honor.

"Okay, put your hair back and let it go." Tai Shulan knew from her expression that the other party was lying, but he didn't need to expose this kind of lie, so he waved his hand and let the maid go, Chang Xiu Immediately and thoughtfully sent warm water and a handkerchief, Tai Shulan put his hands in the clear water and washed the hands that had just touched the maid's hair.

After changing three pots of water in a row, Tai Shulan dried his hands with a handkerchief. He didn't like to touch the maid's hair, as it always felt very dirty. Pei Qinghong's hair was much better, it was always clean, and touched it. Very soft and fluffy.

Pei Shangshu, Pei Qinghong, who was missed, sneezed, and the little emperor's uncle, who was sitting in front of him, greeted him twice: "Teacher should pay attention to his body."

"Maybe I caught a little cold yesterday, it's not a problem." Pei Qinghong shook his head and added, "By the way, I have to leave the palace earlier today, and I have some things to go far away. place to buy."

The little emperor nodded in agreement, and released Pei Qinghong out of the palace two hours earlier. As soon as Pei Qinghong went out, he rushed to the place where he bought petal lotus orchids. This time he didn't meet the old man who sold orchids. Orchids come.

Entering through the gate of the market, Pei Qinghong strode in, and finally saw what he wanted on a small stall, his eyes lit up, and he walked to the stall in three steps: "Excuse me, this How much will it cost?"