"Qiaoxin, help me loosen my hair quickly."

After Song Shaoqin left the wedding room, Xia Ning instantly moved her elegant figure and leaned against the bedrail regardless of description.

Sure enough, beauty has a price.

In order to maintain an elegant and decent image, she has been standing straight and upright since she put on her makeup in the morning, with a smile on her face.

During the entire ceremony, she did not dare to move too much to avoid looking unsightly. After all, she was dressed so beautifully and gorgeously today. If she behaved improperly, she would lose points.

Sure enough, if you are too deliberate, you will suffer.

Not only was her stomach empty now, her whole body was sore, as if she had run a marathon.

"Is it going to be demolished now?"

Qiao Xin reluctantly looked at her young lady's makeup and hair. Her young lady was really beautiful today. Such makeup and hair made her look very dignified, noble and dazzling.

The main reason is that her young lady rarely dresses up on weekdays, let alone headwear. Even her hair style is as simple and trouble-free as it is. It is extremely simple. It is rare to wear her hair in a bun like today, with many gorgeous golden hairpins and tassels. .

"Tear it down, my head is so heavy."

Xia Ning protested feebly. If today wasn't her wedding day, she really wouldn't want her hair to be covered with all kinds of hairpins. Not only would it look like a peacock spreading its tail, but her neck would also be very painful.

In just two or three hours, she felt that her head was so heavy that her neck could hardly bear the weight. She was really worried that if she turned her neck even slightly, her head would tilt.

Qiao Xin was anxious, "Bah, bah, bah! Miss, today is your special day, you can't say such unlucky words, spit it out quickly!"

"Okay, okay, damn it!" Xia Ning wanted to lie down comfortably at this moment, but she couldn't stand the clever words. She was used to speaking casually in modern times, and it was not as taboo as the ancients.

But Qiao was also doing it for her own good, so she didn't argue and just went with her wishes.

"But my head is too heavy and my neck is stiff. You'd better take out all the hairpins. Anyway, you, Mr. Song, have also seen his beautiful bride."

"Ok."

Although Qiao Xin couldn't bear to take off such beautiful makeup and hair, she didn't want to let her master suffer. Thinking about it carefully, she also felt that the lady was right. Wasn't she dressed so beautifully just for today's wedding?
But now that the ceremony has ended successfully, the second master also lifted his hijab and saw the dignified and beautiful side of the young lady. His mission was indeed completed.

After all the makeup and hair were removed, Xia Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and her neck finally felt relaxed.

"Qiao Xin, go to the kitchen quickly to see if there is any hot food and bring some over. I'm hungry."

Xia Ning lay lazily on the beauty's couch, urging Qiao Xin to get some food. In order to take care of her image, she didn't dare to eat more in the morning. After struggling for most of the day, she was already hungry.

I hadn't eaten much to begin with, and the whole wedding ceremony was extremely energy-consuming. Now that I relaxed, I felt even hungrier.

"Okay, miss, please rest. I'll be back as soon as I can." Qiao Xin was also worried that the miss was hungry, so she ran out quickly.

Fortunately, the backyard was prepared, and Xia Ning quickly had a hot meal. When her stomach was full, she began to feel sleepy. She fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.

Anyway, everything outside has nothing to do with her as a bride. In this regard, it is good to follow the traditional wedding customs.

I slept until it got dark. (End of chapter)

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