Mu Nanzhi curled her lips slightly: "Yes, I think so too. The days to come will definitely be better."
Ji Xiang stood up and poured a cup of hot tea for Mu Nanzhi and handed it to him: "Princess, please moisturize your throat first. Then I will call the combing aunt to come in and comb the princess's hair now. According to Dali custom, the groom and the bride both You have to comb your hair before dawn, the prince must be combing his hair now."
Mu Nanzhi took the tea and took a sip. The hot red date and lotus seed tea warmed her from her mouth and along her throat to her heart. Mu Nanzhi thought of Lu Zhishan sitting in front of the bronze mirror combing his hair carefully. He couldn't help but laugh again.
Is Lu Zhishan thinking about her like her now
How is he feeling at the moment? Are you as nervous and expectant as she is
I really want to see him now.
After Jixiang helped Mu Nanzhi wash up, he followed Dali's custom and took the four-color happy fruit and two eggs for her to eat, and then took Auntie who was combing her hair into the backyard.
The hair-combing girl usually combs the hair of the empresses in the harem. Her skills are passed down from ancestors, and her horoscopes and facial features are also excellent. This time she was sent to comb Mu Nanzhi's hair because of Concubine Wan Gui's wish.
The empress was ill, and Long Live Lord left full authority over Mu Nazhi's marriage to Concubine Wan Gui. To show her grace, Concubine Wan Gui sent her cousin, Prince Bao Lu Zhihe, the third prince, to carry the sedan chair for Mu Nazhi.
The aunt who combed her hair walked up to Mu Nanzhi and saluted him respectfully: "I have been ordered to comb the princess's hair and wish the princess a happy wedding."
Mu Nanzhi took a heavy purse and stuffed it into the hand of the aunt who was combing her hair, and said with a smile: "Auntie, I have to make this trip today."
The hair-combing aunt accepted Mu Nanzhi's purse and said with a smile: "It is a slave's blessing to be able to serve the princess in dressing her hair."
Mu Nanzhi sat in front of the bronze mirror, with her black hair spread out and hanging down her waist. The aunt who combed her hair took out the comb and combed it gently while singing softly: "One comb to the end; two combs, our girl is white." Hair equal to the eyebrows; girls with three combs have children and grandchildren all over the floor; four combs bring good luck to the master, and he will meet noble people on his way out; five sons with five combs come to accept the contract, and five silver bamboo shoots are everywhere; relatives and friends with six combs come to help celebrate, and the boudoir dyes the mirror with fragrance Rouge is red; the Seven Sisters of Seven Combs come down to earth to marry Dong Yong, and the Magpie Bridge is elevated to level each other; the Eight Immortals of Eight Combs come to celebrate birthdays, and the precious duck travels on the lotus path; there are all kinds of links with Nine Combs and Nine Sons; the couple grows old with Ten Combs. "
Mu Nanzhi looked at himself in the bronze mirror, looking at the messy hair, which was smoothed by the combing aunt. Finally, all the hair was combed to the back of the head and made into a bridal bun. Mu Nanzhi Looking at her exposed forehead, this was the first time she had done a bun, and the first time she had completely exposed her entire face. She pursed her lips uncomfortably, wanting to laugh a little, feeling that she was a little Like a child secretly wearing adult clothes, I feel awkward no matter how I look at it, and I really want to pull down my bangs to cover my head.
Ji Xiang kept saying from the side: "Princess, you look really good with your hair in a bun like this."
The aunt who combed her hair couldn't help but nod: "The princess's hair is of good quality, her forehead is round and full, and she has a natural beauty point. She is most suitable for a bun."
Mu Nanzhi didn't say anything, but couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, thinking that Jixiang and the aunt who combed her hair were really nice to talk about, but she didn't know if Lu Zhishan would also find it strange when he saw him wearing his hair in a bun like this. .