Chapter 121 She's a femme fatale
After borrowing someone from Chunyu Han, Yu Nian rubbed her eyes wearily. She hadn't slept all night, and after relaxing, drowsiness overwhelmed her.
Seeing that Yu Nian was about to go back to sleep, Chunyu Han's eyes darkened. He remembered that Yu Nian was always very obedient whenever she asked for help.
As she lifted the covers to try and crawl into bed, Chunyu Han's voice sounded behind her.
"Come here and help me with my washing and grooming."
Yu Nian froze, clutching the corner of the blanket. Chunyu Han was clearly bullying her. She didn't believe that before she married Chunyu Han, no one had served him while he washed and dressed.
Yu Nian really couldn't bear to leave her bed, so she pleaded and tried to persuade herself.
“Husband, as you know, I am always served by others in the Prime Minister’s residence. I really don’t know how to serve people.”
Chunyu Han remained unmoved, a sly glint in his eyes.
That's precisely why we want you to serve us, since you don't know how.
Chunyu Han remained calm and composed, simply saying something indifferently.
"Hmm, I just remembered there are still some tasks I haven't assigned to Haiyan..."
Damn, you're so mean!
This is a blatant threat!
“Although I have never served before, I am willing to learn for my husband.”
Yu Nian gritted her teeth and loosened her grip on the corner of the blanket.
Goodbye, my little quilt. Be good and wait for me here. I'll be back to find you soon!
Yu Nian turned around with a forced smile, her eyes narrowed, inwardly scoffing.
Chunyu Han, I've remembered all of your deeds. You'd better stay in power, or you'll fall into my hands and I'll make you wash my feet every day.
In his narrow phoenix eyes, Yu Nian's submissive demeanor was reflected, and a fleeting smile appeared at the corner of Chunyu Han's eyes.
Yu Nian didn't know that before she arrived, Chunyu Han didn't need anyone to help him with his personal hygiene, and he wasn't even allowed to touch the toiletries.
The servants all guessed that Chunyu Han must have a severe case of mysophobia.
This deeply ingrained rumor was finally dispelled after Yu Nian arrived.
Yu Nian kept cursing Chunyu Han, the dog eunuch, in her heart. Cutting off his manhood wasn't like cutting off his hand. He still had to be served by others just to wash his face.
However, adhering to the principle of loving what you do, Yu Nian was quite meticulous and did not do things perfunctorily.
However, soon it came to the part where Yu Nian, despite doing her best, still had very little effect.
That was to tie Chunyu Han's hair in a bun...
Yu Nian initially thought it was easy; the principle was similar to combing a high ponytail.
Moreover, Chunyu Han once styled Yu Nian's hair into a simple eunuch's bun, which he did in just a few strokes, so it must have been very simple.
Simply comb all your hair to the top of your head, put on the hair crown, and finally thread a hairpin through the small hole at the bottom of the crown, and you're done.
Chunyu Han sat in front of the bronze mirror, watching Yu Nian in the mirror frantically scrambling behind him. It seemed that she really had never served anyone before.
Asking the pampered eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion to do this is indeed a bit of a challenge for her, but it's... quite interesting.
"well?"
Yu Nian had just gathered Chunyu Han's hair and hadn't even had a chance to tie it up with a hairband when the hair bun came loose.
I wonder what Chunyu Han used to wash his hair, making it so flowing.
After several unsuccessful attempts, Yu Nian was a little frustrated, her fingertips tinged with the scent of agarwood from Chunyu Han's hair.
Yu Nian checked the time, came up with an excuse, and tried to slip away.
"My lord, it's already well past dawn. You still have to go to court. Shall I have someone come and help you put on your clothes?"
After sending away that dreadful Chunyu Han, Yu Nian can finally get some rest.
Chunyu Han looked up; this little fox was trying to slack off again.
"I will not attend the morning court session today."
Yu Nian's upturned eyes drooped instantly because of those words.
Why are you up so early if you don't attend court?!
"Husband, then let's stop combing our hair and go rest for a while."
Taking advantage of the situation, Yu Nian rested her head on Chunyu Han's shoulder and didn't move. She was really tired; her arms were sore from holding them up for so long.
"Get up, we're leaving soon, so hurry up."
Chunyu Han tapped Yu Nian's brow with his fingertip, not only showing no intention of letting her off the hook, but also urging her on.
Hmph, he's practically the reincarnation of Zhou Bapi!
Yu Nian needed someone's help, and although he was extremely unwilling, he still stood up and regrouped.
It's just a hair bun! What's so difficult about it!
One hour later...
Yu Nian wished she could grow three heads and six arms like Nezha; she felt that her two hands were far from enough.
She simply put the gold hairpin with the python pattern carved at the end in her mouth, so that her hair bun wouldn't come loose when she bent down to get something.
Yu Nian was behind him, his brows furrowed as if he were in battle, and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.
And what about Chunyu Han?
Holding prayer beads in one hand, eyes lowered in contemplation, occasionally sipping tea, she seemed quite content.
Yu Nian increasingly felt that she might have owed Chunyu Han something in her past life, and she was here in this life to pay off that debt.
After working for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Yu Nian was finally close to completing the task. Only the last step remained: insert the golden hairpin into the small hole to secure the hair ornament, and then the job would be finished.
The thought that nearly two hours of hard work was finally going to yield results made Yu Nian's hands tremble with excitement.
Yu Nian pursed her slightly dry lips and focused intently on the small hole on the golden crown.
Just as the tip of the hairpin touched the crown, Canghai's voice came from outside the door.
"The master and his wife are resting. The master has ordered that no one be seen today."
Yu Nian's hand trembled, and she almost let her hair down. She really wanted to yell, "When did she take a break?"
If the guest was from outside, he would be announced at the gatehouse, and without Chunyu Han's permission, he certainly wouldn't be able to enter the inner courtyard.
Yu Nian's doubts were quickly answered. The people outside showed no intention of leaving, but instead began arguing loudly with Cang Hai.
"He's with his wife again. Do you know how many people in court wrote memorials impeaching you today? Saying that you disregard etiquette and indulge in sensual pleasures is being too kind. You haven't attended court or managed the Eastern Depot for three days since your marriage. I've said it before, that woman is a source of trouble, she's just dragging you down!"
Yu Nian recognized the voice immediately; it was Hai Yan, the one she had spoken to Chunyu Han and whom she couldn't command.
This person has disliked her before, and now... he probably wishes Chunyu Han would divorce her immediately.
"Haiyan, watch your words! How dare you speak ill of your master!"
Yu Nian could hear these words clearly, so it was impossible for Chunyu Han's hearing not to have heard them.
But he remained calm, his hand still twirling the prayer beads, as if only a bird was chirping outside the door.
Yu Nian was also surprised that Chunyu Han, an excellent worker who never missed a day of work, had been slacking off for three consecutive days...
With a firm touch, Yu Nian straightened her hair and patted it gently a few times to show her satisfaction.
Chunyu Han was a powerful minister with an extremely strong desire for control; this wasn't his style, unless...
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