Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 74 What's the matter with your hair (1)

What a good Xuanshang, what a good Xuanshang, he is really the most biting running dog around Xuanyue.

Putting down the comb, Chang Sheng stared at himself in the mirror, no matter how annoying he looked.

The father-in-law of the Ministry of Internal Affairs came here by order, and he was startled when he saw Chang Sheng like this, as if he saw a ghost: "Miss Chang Sheng, this is—"

She poked her eyes out, and the father-in-law immediately closed his mouth and greeted him with a smile: "This is the order of the emperor, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent you two rough envoys, Fenghua and Xueyue."

The two pretty-looking girls moved lightly with lotus steps, and bowed to Changsheng: "Slave Fenghua (Xueyue) see Aunt Changsheng."

When the little maid met the maid in charge, no matter how old she was, she had to address her as aunt.

Seeing that the two girls looked honest and didn't look like they would be distracted, she felt a little more at ease, and took out the broken silver and handed it to her father-in-law: "Thank you, father-in-law, for your thoughtfulness."

The father-in-law said he didn't dare to take it, and accepted the broken silver with a smile:
"Miss Changsheng, your hair... Xueyue knows how to comb many women's buns, and she is the best at dressing up. This Fenghua, who knows a little about medicine, is a girl you can use. If you don't like them if they are clumsy, go Send it back to our Ministry of Internal Affairs when it is time, and the servant will retire first."

As soon as the father-in-law left, two court ladies stood beside him, Chang Sheng was in a bad mood, and had nothing to say for a while.

It was Xueyue who was more courageous, and came forward to ask for instructions: "How did my aunt's hair become like this? But what happened to her? Why don't you let the servants come and try it out?"

"Can you cover it up?" Chang Sheng looked at her through the mirror,

Xue Yue was startled by her gaze, bit her lips and said in a low voice: "My aunt has the shortest hair on her head, and this servant can only try her best to cover it up."

That's right, the layer on the top of the head is about to become a short cut.

Chang Sheng sneered: "Bring the scissors."

Fengyue Maomao: "What do you want scissors for?"

"Bring it!"

The little girl didn't dare to neglect, she found the scissors and offered them up.

The end of her hair was still long, Chang Sheng picked up a strand, looked in the mirror, and cut it off without hesitation!

The two court ladies turned pale with fright, and their knees softened and knelt on the ground: "Auntie, you can't do it, auntie!! You can't do it!! Don't do this, there is no way to remedy it!! You can't do it!!"

Chang Sheng didn't care about that, he cut half of his hair and said, "Bring water."
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At night, the emperor lay on the dragon couch, frowning slightly, opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

Duanduan doesn't look like a person who hasn't fallen asleep after sleeping for an hour.

There was a faint blue color under his eyes, and he suffered from insomnia for a long time.

"Come on."

The door was slowly pushed open, and a woman stepped in.

The gauze curtain separates the distance between the door and the bed, making it difficult to know who they are.

"Light the bedside lamp."

The woman walked slowly, opened the curtain, and lit the candle.

The emperor sat up without raising his eyes, and the maid immediately put up a pillow to make him feel more comfortable.

Yingchen closed his eyes and slowed down, thinking of that girl for some reason.

"Where is Changsheng?"

"Your Majesty, did you call me?"

The familiar voice sounded in front of him, Ying Chen raised his head, and saw Chang Sheng who was standing next to him, but he didn't recognize him for a while.

The waist-length hair only reached the shoulders at this time, and the hair was loose in a nondescript manner without a bun. By candlelight, there was a fluffy and cute feeling.

Coupled with her eyes, it looks like a child's favorite toy, so soft that he wants to reach out and touch it.

The emperor, who subconsciously thought it looked good, immediately sank his eyes, feeling something was wrong:
"What's wrong with your hair?"

(End of this chapter)