and live with spring

Chapter 97

In the past, Shen Nanzhu always said that her hair matched her temperament very well, it was not smooth at all.Probably because of his frizzy temperament, his hair is frizzy.

Yan Wanwan naturally refused to agree, but it was a headache to take care of this hair. If she hadn't suppressed her temper over the years and was a little more patient with everything, otherwise, every time her hair got tangled, Or when she becomes a chicken coop, she can't wait to shave off all the three thousand threads of trouble with a pair of scissors.

Yan Zheng looked at the hair that was scattered in front of him, bent like a wave, and thick like seaweed, but his head was stunned.This back view, this hair, why did you feel familiar for a moment?
When he was concentrating on exploring the depths of his memory, there was no trace to be found.

He frowned, and a strange feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart.

"Hello!" Someone called him in a raised voice, the familiar voice was Yan Wanwan.

He withdrew his mind, and he saw her looking into his eyes earnestly, "Help me comb!" He was stunned for a while, and looked down to see a wooden comb handed over to him, "I just want you to help me comb it out." , I didn't ask you to help me comb my hair." Yan Wanwan added, seeing that Yan Zheng didn't respond for a long time, her eyebrows furrowed, "It's fine if you don't want to."

As he spoke, he was about to take back the wooden comb, but who knew that his hand was empty, and the wooden comb had already been snatched away. Yan Zheng held the wooden comb in his hand and smiled softly and shyly at her, "It's just that I'm clumsy, If you hurt my lady after a while, don't you blame me."

"Yeah." She nodded pretending to be indifferent, turned around, and turned her back to him.There was a slight trace of a smile at the corner of her mouth, and at the same time, a flower quietly bloomed in her heart, which was soft and white.

Holding a wooden comb in his hand, Yan Zheng stood behind her, combing her hair carefully with two parts of piousness and prudence, and seven parts of clumsiness.

Her hair was frizzy, and she was afraid of tossing and turning last night, there were quite a lot of knots in this chicken coop.Every time they meet, Yan Zheng will be extremely careful, very gentle and slow until the knot is untied.

The sunlight sifted in through the window and evenly fell on the two of them, coating the mundane matter of combing their hair with a layer of hazy beauty that has been quiet for years.

"Okay." After combing the frizzy hair a little smoother, Yan Zheng said reluctantly, as if the touch of her hair was still left on the fingertips, not smooth, but unique , like her people.

Yan Wanwan turned her head and took the wooden comb from his hand, "It's not bad, I don't feel any pain at all." While pulling her hair together neatly, she pulled it casually, and then combed it with a brush. As soon as the hairpin was inserted, she tied a simple bra, and she complimented him casually.

"Really? Practice makes perfect, and I will definitely do better next time." Yan Zheng responded with a smile.

Yan Wanwan turned to look at him, the smile on his face was shining brightly, and his eyes were also clear, she didn't seem to be a bit reluctant, she raised her eyebrows, "My husband is a scholar, at this moment, I don't think of anything that is difficult for a woman and a villain." Yang also?"

Yan Zheng understood what she meant, and said with a smile, "What's the point? It's all boudoir interest. If the lady doesn't dislike it, even if it's just being a comb girl for the rest of her life, I'll be happy with it."

Yan Wanwan was happy in her heart, her ears were hot and red, but she didn't appreciate it on her face, she spat at him and said, "Bah! Who asked you to be a comb girl? With your current skills, it's not enough for me to be a hair comb girl." Grace, practice more, and I'll think about it when I'm good at the craftsmanship." As he spoke, he raised his chin slightly, not knowing that his arrogant appearance was not inferior to Xiao Jiahe's at all.

Yan Zheng's eyes were full of pampering, thinking about how much difference could be made between Prince Ning's pampered pearl and the princess of the previous dynasty?Just thinking of the calluses on her hands, thinking of her restless nights before, Yan Zheng's pupils dimmed slightly again, pressing all these things in his heart, he took a step forward, and took Yan Wanwan's hand involuntarily, "Sincerely According to the lady's order, I will slowly practice this hair combing skill, and I dare not disappoint the lady. But before that, can I ask the lady to do my job?"

Yan Wanwan hissed, turned her head, looked at him suspiciously with a wary face, "Is there really something else? This is really courting for nothing, either adultery or robbery."

"My lady is serious." Yan Zheng still looked like a gentleman, his tone remained clear and gentle, "It's just that my father has returned to Beijing and is going to have a banquet at home in the future, so I must take my lady with me to let her He'll see you last time."

It's just a meal, it's worth taking him so seriously.Yan Wanwan didn't have time to breathe, so she raised it again, "Who were you talking about just now?" Could it be that she was hallucinating?

Yan Zheng still smiled, "Father."

"Your father? Isn't your father dead?" So, this is a fake corpse?Yan Wanwan's eyes were rounded, shaped like a white jade plate in the sky of Fifteen Nights.

The day Lu Yuanzong chose for this family banquet was the fifteenth day of the sixth lunar month. Although it wasn't the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was also a night of the full moon, so it was a good intention for reunion.After all, he spent more than half of the time these years, and the three of them, father and son, worked for His Majesty. Except for the occasional errands between Lu Heng and Yan Zheng brothers, they didn't know what Lu Yuanzong was doing.When Yan Zheng got married, he cut off first and played later, before he could tell, even if he did, Lu Yuanzong didn't know where he was, and he might not be able to come back.And after the home banquet, I don't know how long it will take to reunite. It's better not to expect extravagantly on the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night on August [-]th.

Ever since Yan Wanwan heard that her father-in-law was back and was going to invite her to the house for dinner, it was like a thunderbolt struck her head. Until two days later, when Yan Zheng joined hands and boarded the carriage, there were still two Doppelgänger in the muddle of a dream.

"You and Brother Lu are really two brothers?" Yan Wanwan still couldn't help asking after holding back.

"Yes." Yan Zheng was still wearing one of the two clothes she made for him. He seemed to love the clothes she made for him very much. Since he made these two clothes for him, it seemed that when she saw him, she would wear them every day. all dressed.If this is the case, two suits are not enough to wear, and if he has time to stay, he has to make two more suits to replace him.

wrong.Yan Wanwan shook her head, now is not the time to think about these things.

"But why is his surname Lu, but your surname is Yan?" Yes, he seemed to have said a lot yesterday, but she was a little dazed at the time, and she listened to some of them, but most of them were overheard.She remembered that he said that the Anming Division and the Dark Division had been operating since the founding of the Daning Dynasty, and most of them were able to install an impeccable identity for him. Could it be because of this that he was named?

"I was given the name by His Majesty since I was born." Yan Zheng's tone was flat, and he looked at her with some worry. Why are these things more difficult for her to accept than him being a secret secretary?
It turned out to be the name given by the emperor.But is the emperor sick?Why did you give him a name after all?

(End of this chapter)