The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 5 Don't Move, I'll Wipe Your Hair
The Eighth Prince soaked himself in the water, until the water was cold, and then he came back from the gloomy memory. He rubbed his body twice indiscriminately, making the sound of dripping water.

Hongxiu behind the screen heaved a sigh of relief, she hadn't heard anything, she thought His Highness the Eighth Prince had fallen asleep, and was hesitating whether to go in and have a look.

"Does Your Highness want your servant to wash your hair for you?"

Thinking that it was inconvenient for him to wash his hair in the bathtub, Hongxiu moved his footsteps, and the back shadow cast on the screen was hit by the light, flickering on and off. coincide.

……

It was an unusual summer night. He returned to the cold palace after washing his clothes. He didn't hear the concubine's voice, so he walked to her room curiously. His concubine mother usually took a bath at this time. He didn't go in hastily, he lingered at the door for a while, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Concubine Mu, I washed all the dirty clothes and dried them."

The voice and knock on the door fell for a long time, and there was no movement in the room.

The little eighth prince raised his hand suspiciously and anxiously, guessing that the mother concubine might have fallen asleep in the bathtub, and if he didn't wake up, he might catch a cold.

But when his blistered white fingers were about to touch the door panel, he withdrew his hand again as if electrocuted.

"No, Concubine Mu doesn't like me to disturb her. If I wake her up at this time, will she beat me again if she is upset?"

Thinking of the feeling of the feather duster on his body last night, the Eighth Prince trembled subconsciously, and walked away hesitantly.

He went out, sat on the threshold outside and waited, with his arms around his legs, his chin resting on his knees, just looking at the stars in the sky flickeringly, and fell asleep after watching.

His little head was bit by bit, he didn't know how long he had slept, suddenly a gust of wind passed by, he suddenly lowered his head, woke up by himself, and looked around in a daze.

"Ah-"

Caught off guard and sneezed, the Eighth Prince felt inexplicably flustered. He stood up, moved his numb legs and feet, thought of his mother and concubine, and ran back again, "Duk Tuk Tuk".

"Mother concubine?"

Still no one answered, the eighth prince was completely panicked now, why didn't he wake up for so long?

Regardless of whether he would be beaten or scolded, he pushed open the door vigorously, his small body was tripped when he crossed the threshold, and he fell to the ground, his palm slid across the floor tiles, the skin was not broken but it was hot pain.

He raised his head with a bitter face, but from this angle, he saw a pair of bare feet suspended in mid-air through the gap under the screen.

His heart skipped a beat, and his scalp suddenly tensed up. It was clearly the midsummer, but he felt a chill spread from the floor tiles to his whole body, so cold that he couldn't look away.

His hands and feet were shaking. He didn't know whether it was cold or frightened. In short, he lay on the ground for a long time, until his neck was sore, and the sound of "Mother Concubine" stuck in his throat was blurted out, piercing the cold palace sharply. lonely night.

……

"His Royal Highness—"

"do not come!!"

The memory was only for a moment, but when he saw the shadow on the screen moving again, the Eighth Prince couldn't help but stiffen all over, his eyes were frightened, and he clung to the edge of the tub tightly.

This shout was a bit loud, even Xiao Yu outside the door heard it, her face changed slightly, she opened the door and walked in.

Then, facing Shang Hongxiu's blank and innocent eyes, she frowned: "What's going on?"

Hongxiu was confused: "The Eighth Prince was taking a bath just now, because he doesn't like to be served by others, so the servant waited here, and the sound of water was not heard for a long time, the servant was afraid that he would fall asleep, and wanted to take a look, when I heard the Eighth Prince talking again. He started to move, thinking that it was inconvenient for him to wash his hair by himself, and the servant wanted to help, but in the end—”

Everyone has heard the result.

Hongxiu felt a little wronged, she hadn't even stepped out of the screen, and she was yelled at like this, fortunately, it was the prince who came in, if someone else, they would think she did something to His Highness the Eighth Prince!

Xiao Yu: "..."

She knew that His Highness the Eighth Highness was not easy to get along with when saving people, and she was extremely cautious and sensitive, but she never expected to be so sensitive.

She stood at the door for a while, and suddenly heard the rustling sound of cloth rubbing against each other. After a while, she saw the eighth prince, who had washed himself up, came out with his clothes on.

He was wearing new clothes that Xiao Yu made when he was eight or nine years old but hadn't worn them yet. The stone-blue beanie with a circle of rabbit fur around his neck wrapped the Eighth Prince's little face warmly. He raised his eyes and looked over. Stretched out his hand and pinched the corner of the robe cautiously, "I, I've finished washing."

Hong Xiu couldn't help but exclaimed: "His Highness the Eighth Highness is so good-looking, he is completely different from Cai Cai just now! If you go out now, those who don't know will think that the fairy boy has descended to earth."

Xiao Yu nodded, "Take good care of it for a while, and it will look even better."

She walked over, and under the blank eyes of the Eighth Prince, reached out to pick up the towel that was on the side, "Come, follow me."

The Eighth Prince pursed his lips, and followed Xiao Yu through the screen, around the bathing pool, and came to a secret door.

Xiao Yu pushed open the door, the eighth prince's nose moved slightly, and immediately smelled a faint cold fragrance, which seemed to be plum blossoms, but not all, carefully distinguishing, it seemed that he could still smell the fragrance of pears, with a long aftertaste, like red plum blossoms covered in fresh snow, The petals are pressed, but the dark fragrance and coldness cannot be hidden.

Suddenly, he stopped in his footsteps, inexplicably feeling that the smell was somewhat familiar.

Xiao Yu walked into her bedroom, seeing that the Eighth Prince hadn't followed, she turned around suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

The Eighth Prince: "It's nothing, I just think it smells good."

I don't know if it's because I helped him, but Xiao Yu always felt that although the Eighth Prince was also nervous in front of him, he seemed to talk more?
She smiled lightly and waved at him: "Your Highness, come here and sit here."

The Eighth Prince stepped on the soft scarlet plush carpet and walked over carefully.

"Your Highness, you can step on it with confidence. Carpets are for stepping on. Why should you be so careful?"

The Eighth Prince went to the dressing table and sat down, but he saw a mirror that was as tall as a person. The mirror was clear and bright, reflecting the lights in the room, shining with fluorescent light.

Seeing his curiosity, Xiao Yu covered his head with a towel while explaining.

"This is something from overseas. It shines on people like water, and it is very clear. It is called a full-length mirror."

"Well……"

The eighth prince couldn't help moving when his eyes were covered by accident.

"Don't move, wet hair can cause headaches, I'll wipe it for you." After Xiao Yu finished speaking, remembering Hong Xiu's words, she added: "Is it okay?"

The eighth prince raised his head in panic, still holding the towel on his head, revealing a pair of big black eyes that were bright and moist: "...that's fine."

Xiao Yu was amused by his appearance, this guy looked like a small hamster that was found stealing food, with biscuit crumbs on his head, dazed and innocent.

She rubbed his head, and praised with a smile: "Hey, wipe it dry and apply the medicine. I saw a lot of hair on the place where the third prince pulled it, and it was bloodshot. It needs to be dealt with properly." .”

The eighth prince obediently didn't move this time. He turned back and let Xiao Yu wipe his hair in a disorganized manner. He tightened his lips, felt the strength on his head, and said silently in his heart: His son's hair brushing skills... ...really bad.

　Jun Rong: Shizi's hair is really bad.

　　Xiao Yu: Huh?

　　Jun Rong: ...but I like it very much.

　　Xiao Yu: Well, be good.

　　Junrong: (╥﹏╥)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)