People who are sick are probably more fragile. Coupled with Ling Lihua's concern, the psychological defense she has built up is showing signs of collapse.
She lowered her head uncomfortably, not wanting Ling Lihua to see her embarrassment.
Ling Lihua understood somewhat, but she was sensible enough not to reveal anything.
"Have a good rest." She stood up, but when she saw her hair that was still tied up, she suddenly raised her hand and took out the hairpin that fixed her bun.
Immediately, a head of beautiful long black hair spread down like a waterfall.
Her already small face was made even more petite by it.
She always dressed up as a man, and usually tied her hair into a man bun. She almost never let her hair down.
At this time, her long hair was spread down, and her body became less cold and stiff, and immediately became more gentle and beautiful.
Chujiu looked at Ling Lihua in astonishment.
Ling Lihua admired her carefully and felt that this girl was still very cute when her long hair was loose.
Seeing her looking at her doubtfully, she blinked at her and said with a smile: "It's better to let your hair down when sleeping, so that your scalp can be relaxed." As she said that, she put the hairpin in She palmed her hand and touched her hair before turning and leaving.
Chujiu looked at the hairpin in his palm and was startled.
Looking at the long hair hanging down, she was a little uncomfortable with it.
She subconsciously wanted to put her hair up again, but thinking of what Ling Lihua said, she endured it.
Maybe this way, her health can get better faster
Chujiu wasn't sure, but he still lay down obediently and didn't bother with his hair.
It was already late at night, and there were still candles burning in Lu Tingchen's tent.
He was still at his desk handling official duties at this time.
Since Lu Hetian and Ling Lihua reconciled, Lu Hetian has handed over all the general affairs to Lu Tingchen. It is called to let him experience, but in fact he does not want these general affairs to occupy his time and deprive him of the opportunity to get along with Ling Lihua. .
Lu Tingchen naturally understood his father's intention, but he didn't say anything and worked hard every day without complaining.
He had nothing to do anyway, and since he was still young, it didn't matter.
Xu Chen walked in at this time and advised: "Your Majesty, it's late at night, it's time to go to bed."
Lu Tingchen was writing and reviewing the official document. Hearing the words, he responded lightly, but had no intention of getting up.
Xu Chen had been with him since he was a child, so he naturally understood his temperament, so he didn't dare to rush him anymore and just waited aside.
After a long time, Lu Tingchen put down the pen in his hand, pinched his eyebrows, and stood up.
Xu Chen had already fetched water for him.
He walked over and cleaned his face, thought of something, and asked, "By the way, is there nothing going on today on the ninth day of the lunar month?"
"It's okay, but she's still very weak. Madam has already checked her pulse." Xu Chen replied.
"Yeah." Lu Tingchen heard this and didn't ask any more questions.
However, thinking of her shivering from the cold last night, he told Xu Chen: "It's cold at night, send her an extra quilt." Xu Chen took the water and wanted to go out and throw it away. Hearing this, he paused and then realized, The eldest son of his family refers to her as the ninth day of the lunar month.
"Subordinate, come over right away."
Lu Tingchen then walked towards the bed.
When Xu Chen passed by, Chujiu had already fallen asleep.
Seeing the people curled up in a ball on the bed, he thought to himself, the prince is really as considerate as dust.
This girl is really afraid of the cold.
The next day, when Chujiu woke up, she found that there was another quilt on her body.
She couldn't help but feel complicated.
(End of chapter)