The child was sleeping soundly with his head on the man's lap. His clean face revealed white and tender skin and slightly blue eye circles. Lu Zhishan felt really distressed when he looked at it, so he leaned over and kissed Mu Mu. In Nanzhi's eyes, the child was sleeping uneasily. While turning over and crawling into the man's arms, he grabbed the man's shirt and kept muttering: "Cousin, cousin..."
Lu Zhishan's heart almost melted, and he didn't dare to kiss her face again, but he couldn't help but kiss her wet forehead again, while patting the child's back until the child fell asleep peacefully. , he stopped.
The child's hair was still wet. Lu Zhishan reached out and took out the handkerchief to wipe her hair. However, the child's hair was long and thick. Even if he wiped it like this for an hour or two, he might not be able to dry it dry. Lu Zhishan again Afraid that the child would have a headache when sleeping with wet hair, he paused, then coughed twice. There was no movement outside, so Lu Zhishan had to gently cover the child's ears and shouted to the outside: "Good luck!"
"The servant is here," Ji Xiang was waiting outside. He just heard Lu Zhishan's cough. Although he hesitated to go in, he was still afraid of disturbing the newlywed prince and his wife, so he didn't go in. At this time, he heard Lu Zhishan's voice prompted him to open the door and go in, "Your Majesty, did you call me?"
Lu Zhishan whispered: "Go and bring a brazier in."
Ji Xiang was a little surprised. The room was filled with earth dragons. It was warmer than spring at this time. Why did the prince let her bring the brazier in? But looking at Mu Nanzhi's wet hair hanging down to the carpet, Jixiang seemed to understand something. He was so busy that he went to the side hall and brought in a charcoal basin. There was silver bone charcoal burning in it. There was no smell or smoke. In winter, , it is not easy to dry hair after shampooing, so she used this charcoal to dry Mu Nanzhi’s hair.
Jixiang moved a small table in front of the bed, then placed the charcoal basin on the small table, and covered it with a wire cover. Then he made Lu Zhishan a pot of tongue before bowing. After retreating, Lu Zhishan stopped her again.
"Pass me the comb." Lu Zhishan pointed to the wooden comb on the dressing table.
"Yes," Ji Xiang hurriedly handed the wooden comb to Lu Zhishan and asked, "Does the prince have any other instructions?"
"Bring the rose oil that the princess uses daily."
"Yes." Jixiang took the rose oil from the table and handed it to Lu Zhishan before bowing and retreating.
Lu Zhishan carefully shook out Mu Nanzhi's hair, and dried the child's hair piece by piece. The child's hair was of good quality, black and thick, Lu Zhishan rubbed the child's dark hair and looked at it. The look of her sleeping peacefully on her lap made Lu Zhishan's heart melt. He kept kissing Mu Nanzhi on the cheek. He really liked this child so much that he didn't know what to do. .
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Half an hour later, the child's hair was dried. Lu Zhishan took out the rose oil and poured it out, carefully rubbed it into the child's hair, and then combed the child's hair carefully. The child's hair was long and dense, which was very difficult to comb, and Lu Zhishan was clumsy, so it was even more difficult. In front of a pot of charcoal fire, Lu Zhishan did not sweat, but at this time he was tired of combing the child's hair. He was so anxious that he was sweating all over. He looked at the child's smooth and peaceful sleeping face, and then looked at his rough fingers. He suddenly smiled, leaned down and gently hugged the child.
The characters in the article are all adults~