Li Chengjing, with the idea of taking care of Cheng Yujin, waited for Cheng Yujin to take care of her wet hair. Besides, he has never seen how a woman organizes her appearance in private, and the noble ladies don't care what they look like, after they dress up, they are all beautiful and delicate. As a man, Li Chengjing is still in awe of the skill of dressing up.
Li Chengjing really wanted to know how they did it. Now that he has the opportunity to see it up close, the object of observation is still his wife, of course he is very happy.
Li Chengjing looked at it for a while, and felt from the bottom of his heart that being a woman is really not easy. No wonder it took Cheng Yujin so long to take a bath. He was amazed by her meticulous patience. Of course, it may just be that Cheng Yujin is so delicate and cumbersome, although other women love beauty, but not so.
Over the years, apart from Cheng Yujin, Li Chengjing has never seen another person who cares about the image like her and demands perfection to the point of being perverted. He still remembered that when she first met Cheng Yujin, she paid attention to how every step was measured. Li Chengjing once suspected that Cheng Yujin could not run at all.
Because running would affect her beauty, how could Miss Cheng allow herself to do such a thing.
It was the first time that Cheng Yujin wiped her hair with a man, or even someone other than Du Ruo forsythia. She didn't care on the surface, but she was actually very nervous inside. She knew that Li Chengjing was watching her, calm and patient, serious and focused. If he is impatient and walk away, it's okay, he has been sitting here watching her, and Cheng Yujin is even more nervous.
For Cheng Yujin, this distance is too close. Li Chengjing was sitting beside her, and Cheng Yujin's movements were a little bigger, and she would touch his sleeve.
Cheng Yujin tried her best to hold back her movements. She was already tense, and the people around her suddenly smiled as they thought of something. Cheng Yujin's movements couldn't help but look up and stare at him: "What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing." Li Chengjing smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled the strand of hair stuck to the back of Cheng Yujin's neck to the front, as if recalling something, and said, "I just thought that when I first saw you, you had a single strand of hair. Silk is exquisite. Beauty is beautiful, but it is not angry. I thought at that time that if there really was a skin-painted demon in the world, it would be like you. It is as beautiful as the world can imagine, but it does not eat the fireworks of the world, and it is not Dye the world."
Li Chengjing's fingers touched her neck, and there seemed to be electric sparks all the way. Cheng Yujin couldn't tell whether it was itchy or numb, she subconsciously wanted to hide, but she held back. At this time, the benefits of practicing hard manners are revealed. No matter how flustered in the heart, from the outside, Cheng Yujin's performance is like the painted skin demon Li Chengjing said, always decent and dignified, full of fairy flavor.
Cheng Yujin nodded calmly, and replied, "Your Highness should be most praised, right? Thank you, Your Highness."
She said this, in fact, she was really looking forward to Li Chengjing taking his hand down. However, Li Chengjing seemed to be able to hear her voice, and his fingers lingered on Cheng Yujin's neck.
Cheng Yujin had just been pulled to sit next to Li Chengjing, the two were less than a punch away, and they could almost feel each other's breath. This distance is too close, Cheng Yujin has been tense in her heart, she wants to move far away, but it has become a habit to be competitive for many years, Cheng Yujin thought that she is a princess, how can she show her cowardice
The enemy didn't move and I didn't move, Cheng Yujin could only maintain this distance rigidly. However, this made Li Chengjing cheaper. At such a close distance, he could clearly see Cheng Yujin's slender and fair neck, smooth and graceful shoulder line, and looming collarbone. Her hair wasn't dry yet, the wet hair wet the fabric at the collar, and there were a few pieces of hair stuck to the neck, obviously not exposed at all, but more attractive than anything else.
Li Chengjing looked down at her, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell a warm body fragrance that was naturally radiating from his body with a mist of water. This fragrance is indescribable, and it cannot be compared with any kind of spice. Even the most precious ambergris and agarwood fragrance, in front of her body fragrance, is too artificial.
Li Chengjing moved his fingers, pretending to hold Cheng Yujin's hair, and reached out to touch the snow-white neck. He couldn't put it down, and of course he wouldn't take it back easily. Li Chengjing gradually felt that too much time was wasted, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the bright red candle again. Cheng Yujin noticed his movement and turned around, in fact, he used the cover of the movement to avoid Li Chengjing's hand: "Your Highness, what's the matter?"
Li Chengjing failed, how could he not understand her little calculation. Cheng Yujin was like this, but Li Chengjing smiled happily. Cheng Yujin didn't know why, and the whole person tense subconsciously.
"why are you laughing?"
"Didn't you always want to know what I'm looking at? It's the two candles." Seeing Cheng Yujin dodging, Li Chengjing simply stopped going around in circles and took the initiative to break the fragile balance, "The flower candle in the wedding room, the flower candle has been burned half, we Shouldn't it be the right thing to do?"
What Li Chengjing said was too straightforward, but Cheng Yujin couldn't take it. Her snow-white neck was dyed red, and she was still trying to maintain a dignified manner: "Your Highness, according to the rules... ah!"
Before Cheng Yujin finished speaking, Li Chengjing had already slapped and hugged her. Even as he walked, there was a sullen smile in his chest: "Has anyone told you that the eldest girl in Yichun Hou's mansion is dignified and beautiful like a wooden man. It's too strict, but it's boring, not as good as other women. Lively and fragrant?"
Cheng Yujin suddenly vacated, and had to hold on to the clothes on Li Chengjing's shoulders. She hadn't rehearsed this move before, and she couldn't practice it, so she didn't know where to put her hands and feet. Cheng Yujin, who is deeply perfectionist, was originally annoyed, but when she heard Li Chengjing's words, she became even more annoyed.
Of course she's heard it, and she's even verified it from wave after wave of people over the years. Cheng Yujin is the face of the Cheng family, and the wife and young master who come to be a guest will be amazed by her at first sight, but after contacting her, things will develop in two diametrically opposite directions. The ladies were more satisfied with her, while the young men were attracted to her at first sight, but later liked Cheng Yumo more.
Because Cheng Yumo would play with them and joke and play together. But Cheng Yujin won't, she will always sit on the high platform, the skirt corners are not messy.
This argument has troubled Cheng Yujin for many years. Later, she thought about it. There is no need to use her own shortcomings to compete with others' strengths. She is not lively and interesting enough. Anyway, to marry a daughter-in-law, the young masters themselves said it doesn't matter, they need their mother to nod.
The label of "beautiful and boring" has followed her throughout her entire girlhood, naturally Ruan Shi and Cheng Yumo are credited, but Cheng Yujin's own character is also inseparable.
She is too standard.
This statement is actually very unfriendly, and it basically denies Cheng Yujin's full charm as a woman. Even if Cheng Yujin thinks about it, it doesn't mean that he is willing to listen to others. Especially this person is her husband.
Cheng Yujin's nest was on fire, and she didn't even notice that her eyes were sparkling. After taking a bath, her eyes were already moist.
"Of course I have no interest, what does His Royal Highness want?"
Cheng Yujin thought that if he dared to admit an interesting beauty, she would kick him out now.
Li Chengjing smiled and put her on the red bed. The bed was covered with layers of splendid embroidery, and after Cheng Yujin fell on it, she seemed to be lying on the clouds, and she felt a sense of loss of control that was difficult to focus on. But more than that, before she could get up and regain control of her body, she pressed down a chest in front of her, and Cheng Yujin was forced to lean back, her half-wet and half-dry hair resting on the bright red quilt, the strong black and red The colors collide, and it is unspeakably gorgeous.
Cheng Yujin remembered that she couldn't get up, so she could only half-up with difficulty. At this time, one arm reached Cheng Yujin's ear, and Li Chengjing also pressed it down. He buried his head on Cheng Yujin's shoulder and neck. , If there is a body fragrance.
Li Chengjing whispered to her ear, "This statement is true. However, the more perfect something is, the more destructive it is. It is precisely because your every move conforms to the rules that you especially want people to try it. What do you do when you don't have the rules."
The more cold, beautiful, and dust-free beauty, the more she wants people to pull her out of the world, destroy her dignified demeanor, disrupt her delicate makeup, make her hair loose, her collar scattered, and let her be caught by everyone. The polite voice of praise was stained with tears, making it impossible for her to say a complete sentence.
This is the innate desire for destruction and conquest of all men. Cheng Yujin combines these two, but she doesn't know it.
Li Chengjing had endured her for a long time.
Cheng Yujin's cheeks blushed when she heard this sentence, her face was thin red, her eyes were black and bright, she couldn't tell whether she was angry or ashamed. How could Li Chengjing say such a thing? Obviously, on weekdays, he is much more dignified than her, and he looks like a dignified and dignified prince in every move. As a result, he is like this in bed
However, Cheng Yujin had no chance to question Li Chengjing. After she was carried to take a bath, she was sullen.
At such a special moment as the prince's wedding, someone outside was naturally guarding it. But from Li Chengjing wrapping her in a quilt, to holding her to take a bath, no one came in to disturb her. I just vaguely heard a rustling sound outside, thinking that it was the palace servants who were cleaning up the mess.
Yes, although Li Chengjing has lived outside the palace these years, the people around him are all eunuchs. After so many years, many rules have long been deeply rooted. He was arranging the return to the palace half a year ago, and these people had already arranged it early in the morning.
Cheng Yujin thought for a while in a daze, and then began to lose his mind again. In a trance, Cheng Yujin thought that her hair was wet again because of this, so she had tossed so much just now, wasn't it a waste of time
Li Chengjing cleaned her first, carried her back to the bed, and then went to take a bath by himself. When Li Chengjing came out, he saw that Cheng Yujin was leaning against the big red bedpost in her loose middle clothes, wiping her hair one by one. She looked terribly sleepy, her head was bit by bit, and her hands were weak, but she still struggled to use her unique technique to care for her hair.
Come on, she's really persistent. Li Chengjing was helpless and thought it was funny. He sat beside the bed and naturally took the handkerchief from Cheng Yujin's hand: "I'll come."
Cheng Yujin's wrists were all soft, and she really had no strength, so she had to let Li Chengjing remove the veil and wipe her hair. Cheng Yujin couldn't help but yawned again, as if she couldn't even support her head, she pressed softly on Li Chengjing's shoulder, her voice was erratic: "Don't rub hard or twist it. Wake up when it's five minutes dry. I, I want to apply flower oil."
Li Chengjing responded. He had seen the complete steps just now, and he fully understood how complicated the steps were. Cheng Yujin's mind turned extremely slowly. She didn't know whether she was talking to herself or asking Li Chengjing, "Will you get up early tomorrow?"
"That's right." Li Chengjing responded, looking down at her and couldn't keep her eyes open. She felt sorry for her exhaustion today, and her voice slowly slowed down, "I'm going to see the queen mother, the emperor and the queen. Don't worry, I will with you."
"How long will it take to meet?"
"Ci Ning Palace and Kun Ning Palace have to go through it again, but the Empress salutes with the Emperor. With the Emperor here, she doesn't dare to embarrass you."
After Li Chengjing finished speaking, Cheng Yujin didn't see any movement for a long time. He looked down, only to find that she had fallen asleep.
Li Chengjing laughed and moved his position carefully to make Cheng Yujin lean on more comfortably. He reached out and stroked the top of Cheng Yujin's hair. Her years of meticulous maintenance of her hair really paid off. Her long hair was black and shiny, and Li Chengjing easily smoothed it from the top to the tip.
In the dead of night, only red candles danced in the palace, making a crackling sound. In the silence of the room, Li Chengjing's voice was barely audible: "Sleep in peace, everything is mine."