Chapter 111
Chapter 111
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Wei Chuyan still didn't move, he had the urge to resign.
Seeing that Wei Chuyan was still not moving, Zhao Ji lost his patience and walked over by himself, untied her hairpin in two or three strokes, and removed those miscellaneous accessories. With an extremely pure and beautiful face, he stared at her blankly, his eyes were so soft that he poked a soft spot in her heart.She immediately turned away, cursed again, then turned back and snatched the long scarf from Wei Chuyan's hand, and began to wipe the stubborn woman's hair by herself.
At this time, Gao Muen had brought the imperial physician over. When he saw this scene when he entered the door, he immediately turned around, stopped the imperial physician, and stayed outside with her.
Inside the hall, Zhao Ji didn't pay attention to the movement outside the hall, and was still brushing Wei Chuyan's hair seriously. Although he was really serious, he was also very unfamiliar.She is a person of gold and jade. Except for the days when she was fleeing when she was a child, she has never been short of people to serve her, and even in those days, she never tried to do these things. At that time, she only wanted to survive. She forgot about the matter, and, at that time, there was no condition for her to take care of herself.
She was brought up under the careful care of Concubine Wan Gui. When the catastrophe happened, she originally had long hair, but she cut it off because it was too obstructive.Later, when she returned to Chang'an after going through untold hardships, she was in a broken body, she hadn't bathed for a long time, and her hair was tangled together. Yes, the ruthlessness that surrounds her body is not like what she can have at her age.
At that time, her mother, concubine Wan Gui, held her and cried for a long time, and wanted to clean her up, but she flatly refused, and only asked people to shave the rest of her hair and let them grow back.
On that day, the father was also there.She was separated so far away from Chang'an, and her father and mother had already prepared for the worst. Her return to the palace brought them more than just a simple surprise. Her mother even cried with joy, so, father How could he not be worthy of her?He put aside the state affairs and chatted with her for a whole day, and then thought about it, and from that day on, the eyes of the emperor looked at her with something more, and after a while, she began to get more resources, Zhao Ji thought it was The royal father felt sorry for her suffering at such a young age. Later, when he ascended the throne, he learned from the royal father that what the royal father valued was the ruthlessness in her body, the ruthlessness that would even strike him.
The same enthusiasm, in the eyes of the father, was a reward, but in the eyes of the queen, it turned into worry.Before his death, his father asked her to guard the country and be pure and sycophant, but before his mother's death, he asked her to restrain her, let her understand reason, and let her suppress her anger.She agreed to both sides, but naturally she was more inclined to the queen mother in her heart. The queen mother asked her to restrain her temper, and she endured it all the time. Compared with the past, her temper is now very good.
Chapter 60 Floating
"Your Majesty... the minister will come by himself."
The long dry towel brushed the hair again and again, with force that cannot be ignored, Wei Chuyan tilted his head, grabbed a corner of the towel, and wanted to take it back.Zhao Ji noticed her small movements and gave her a sideways glance: "Let go."
Wei Chuyan lowered his head, his slender fingers rested stubbornly on the snow-white long scarf, refusing to let go, Zhao Ji pretended to grab her hand, Wei Chuyan was really fooled, and withdrew his hand back , Zhao Ji achieved his goal, but felt a little lost in his heart.She sneered, put those emotions behind her, and dragged Wei Chuyan's hair, and wiped it carefully for her.
She has very good hair, although it is not as good as the hair that the king has been cultivated by meditation, but it is also very good.Black and dense, it is very supple on weekdays, and it does not appear tangled when it is wet.With Zhao Ji's wiping, the hair gradually became less moist, and the faint fragrance of plum blossoms wafted through Zhao Ji's mind, and he immediately held his breath, not daring to take a breath for a long time.
She moved away secretly, then moved back, enduring the sudden "discomfort", and continued to wipe Wei Chuyan.She felt that she had done a good job, but naturally only Wei Chuyan knew whether it was good or not.
Your Majesty is too messy.A few times, Wei Chuyan felt that her scalp was being pulled by His Majesty, and felt that if His Majesty rubbed it like this, of course her hair would be dry, but it would probably be too messy to see people.However, this is not the reason why she insisted on coming by herself. The main reason is that she still thinks that His Majesty is not good.
Very bad, very bad.
There has never been a reason for the emperor to serve his courtiers.Although it can be said that the king loves talents, she knows in her heart that the word "love" is true, but it is not necessarily true whether she loves "talent".
Qiang endured and asked His Majesty to wipe it for a long time, but Wei Chuyan still couldn't take it anymore, she took a good opportunity, pulled the long scarf again, and begged: "Let me do it myself."
This is the second time.Zhao Ji shrank his pupils, looked at her for a long time, finally stopped slowly, and threw the long scarf back to her: "Wipe it clean."
"I know it."
Wei Chuyan nodded anxiously, knowing that His Majesty would not "let her go" if her hair was not dry, so she began to wipe it seriously.She is much more proficient than Zhao Ji, and her demeanor is more elegant. Kneeling there like this, tilting her head sideways, and gently wiping her wet hair, she actually has a gentle feeling.
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