The little tits in the general's arms are soft and deceiving

Chapter 69
As far as the supplies of Bian Liao are concerned, they are really scarce.

Not to mention the shortage of food, even the supply of water resources is insufficient.

Except, of course, the royal nobles.

The General's Mansion holds the lifeblood of the entire Bian Liao, and there is nothing lacking.

But Yelulie is different from other dudes. He grew up in a military camp and knows the preciousness of resources best.

Even though the General's Mansion has everything, it never wastes it.

The people in the mansion have been fascinated by it, even if the general is not in the mansion all year round, he still maintains a diligent and thrifty living habit.

But all of this seems to have been broken after the arrival of the amiable little princess from the Central Plains.

The general first killed a chicken for her. Many people in the general's mansion were greedy, but they didn't even give out two eggs until the Chinese New Year.

Later, because of her big family banquet, the treasures in the warehouse were carried directly to her room.

So, what's a shower?
The general personally bathed that unlucky little white wolf!
Over there, Qiaoer just conveyed the wish of the little princess to take a bath.

Buckets of hot water were sent from all over the house.

Even Qiao'er's status in the mansion has risen by leaps and bounds. No one treats her like a brat anymore, but instead asks her about the little princess's preferences.

Especially those women who have coveted the job of cook in the small kitchen for a long time want to ask what the little princess likes to eat.

The general dotes on her so much, if the food they cook pleases the little princess's stomach, won't they be promoted to the small kitchen?
In this regard, Qiaoer stood firmly on Aunt Ye's side.

The mothers-in-law have never heard of any of the food mentioned, such as leeks, potatoes, tomatoes...

Where is this going?

After Qiao'er finished fighting happily, in the room, Yun Chunuan had already undressed and took a shower.

When taking a bath, I encountered a big problem. The cleaning tools used by the ancients were all like a black ball.

Yun Chunuan picked it up and looked at it. Qiaoer called it Zhuling, and I heard that only rich people can use it.

She thought that when she was in the country, her grandma would often make her own soap, saying that it was clean and hygienic and cost-effective.

At that time, she thought grandma was really stingy, but now that she thinks about it, grandma is a hidden king!Still her lucky star!
The materials of handmade soap should be found in this era!

Dry after shower!
By the way, make some more toothpaste!

Thinking about it this way, Yun Chunuan is ready to take a bath.

About half an hour later, the fragrant and fair little princess is freshly baked.

Her hair is very long, almost to the waist, black and shiny and thick.

With wet hair, Yun Chunuan casually found a thicker cloth, draped it over his shoulders, and opened the door while wiping his hair.

I wanted to urge Qiao'er to wash her hair too, but the girl kept screaming exaggeratedly when she saw her.

It's nothing more than those rainbow farts that aren't very rainbows, boasting her so that there is nothing in the sky or earth.

In this regard, Yun Chunuan has been able to keep his face and heart beating.

After Qiaoer finished speaking, she pointed to one of the steaming buckets and urged, "Your little fried hair is about to be felted, wash it quickly. I can design your hairstyle after washing."

Qiaoer took a look into the bucket, saw the clean water, and was moved again immediately, "Princess! Did you save it specially for the slaves? Wow, the princess is so kind! I used to pick up my father when I washed my hair. The water left by my mother and my mother, let alone how dirty it is! The princess actually..."

"Stop! I can't run out of it."

Qiao'er is good at everything, but this chatterbox!If you don't stop it, I can read it in your ear for a day.

She turned around and sat by the bronze mirror, "I'll dry my hair, you wash it quickly, after washing, we'll go to the market."

Qiaoer is happy again!

She likes going out to play the most, but unfortunately she is a servant after all, without the permission of her master, how can she have the right to go out?
Even if she went out to play, she didn't have money to buy things she liked.

The princess is so nice!Woo hoo!The princess is so good!She will never marry in her life!I have been relying on the princess!

Qiaoer washes her hair, and Yun Chunuan rubs her hair.

After Qiaoer finished washing, Yun Chunuan's hair was half dry.

At noon, the sun was just right outside, Qiaoer moved a small bench, and obediently waited for the little princess with scissors in one hand and a wooden comb in the other to design her hairstyle.

Yun Chunuan turned his back to the direction of the door, carefully scrutinized Qiaoer's face, thinking about what kind of hairstyle to give her to make up for the flaws on her face.

He was so focused that he didn't notice any movement outside.

Qiao'er saw it, and whispered in the little princess's ear: "Princess, the second aunt is here again, do you want to hide?"

The second aunt's tall and mighty physique, the little princess looked like a child in front of her, was not enough for her.

The general was not in the mansion, and Qiaoer was afraid that the princess would suffer, so she wanted to let her hide.

Yun Chunuan paused, followed Qiaoer's line of sight, and glanced at the door.

All I saw was the forsythia with a pig's head on it, the redness and swelling on his face was getting worse, he was hiding at the gate and looking inside quietly.

Seeing the little princess looking over, she quickly hid behind the door.

"It doesn't matter." Yun Chunuan neither hid nor avoided her peeping.

Instead, he just stood in the yard and let her look at him openly.

With Yun Chunuan's character, if he focuses on something, everything else will be left behind.

Soon, she thought of a hairstyle that was especially suitable for Qiaoer, without perm or styling.

Qiaoer's hair is very thick, and the cheek bones are very wide, which is very suitable for this hairstyle!

The little princess's eyes were bright, and she completely ignored the woman peeping outside the door.

"Qiaoer, I'll cut some of your hair, do you mind?"

She saw it on TV, the ancients were very concerned about hair, and she didn't know if Bian Liao had this custom, if Qiaoer disagreed, then think about other hairstyles.

"I don't mind, it's that hairstyle. Are you sure the princess is suitable for me? My mother said that my face is very big, and I wear that hairstyle, ugly!"

"Your mother is talking nonsense, Qiao'er is clearly handsome, very good-looking. Just wait, I will measure it for you first, and you can see how it is."

"Woooooooo..."

"Stop it! If you blow rainbow farts in the future, I won't do it for you."

As soon as Qiaoer opened her mouth, Yun Chunuan knew what she was going to say and immediately stopped her.

Qiaoer choked on her mouth full of rainbow farts, but she didn't know what rainbow farts were.

"Princess, what are rainbow farts? Why am I blowing farts? That stuff stinks!"

'puff--'

Yun Chunuan was amused by her...

The interaction between a master and a servant in the yard was clearly seen by Lian Qiao.

She lowered her eyes, glanced at the girl beside her with drooping eyebrows and downcast eyes, her face was full of caution, and asked in a low voice, "Wu'er, can I design a hairstyle for you too?"

(End of this chapter)