"Probing?"
Yun Zheng was confused, "Where did this come from?"
Jia Yao tightly grasped the white hair in her hand and asked with a smile: "Is this the first time you noticed I have white hair on my head?"
"What else?"
Yun Zheng asked back without changing his expression.
"I guess not?"
Jia Yao smiled and said, "When we were in Shuofang, I fell asleep on your shoulder. Didn't you notice it then?"
"Not really."
Yun Zheng remained calm, with no sign of lying on his face.
"I don't believe you!"
...
...
Jia Yao curled her lips, "I know, you suspect that I slept on your shoulder so that you can see the white hair on my head! After all, don't you suspect that I am playing the victim and trying to gain your sympathy?"
The white hair on her head has been there for a long time.
It’s not like she hasn’t been close to Yun Zheng in the past.
In the past, Yun Zheng had never noticed the white hair on his head!
I guess he discovered it that night in Shuofang?
If it was really as she guessed, Yun Zheng pretended to suddenly discover the white hair on his head tonight. What else could it be but a test?
Didn't he want to judge whether he knew that he had white hair on his head by his reaction when he saw the white hair?
"You're not interesting anymore."
Yun Zheng shook his head and smiled, "I would rather suspect that you are seducing me."
"Is that so?"
Jia Yao smiled and said, "Then just think of me as seducing you!"
She didn't quite believe what Yun Zheng said.
But there is no need to get entangled with Yun Zheng on this issue.
It's enough for them to have a scale in their hearts.
Yun Zheng also discussed this issue too much, and asked with a smile: "Do you want me to help you pull out all the white hair on your head?"
"Don't!"
Jia Yao shook his head and refused. "I heard from the old people that if you pull out the white hair on your head, it will grow more and more! I don't want to be covered with white hair at such a young age."
"Let's just pull it out!"
Yun Zheng advised: "Tell me, if you return to the royal court with these white hairs, your people might think that I have been abusing you all this time! The more you pull out the white hairs, the more they appear! The more you work hard, the more white hairs you have!"
Jia Yao tilted her head and thought about it, then nodded and smiled, "Then I'll have to trouble you, husband."
Husband?
Yun Zheng smiled bitterly in his heart.
This is the name I hate to hear coming out of Jiayao's mouth.
After sighing silently in his heart, Yun Zheng began to help Jia Yao pull out her hair.
Every time Yun Zheng pulled out a strand, Jia Yao would hold it in his hand.
After some effort, Yun Zheng finally pulled out all the white hair on Jia Yao's head.
Jia Yao counted them and there were thirteen in total.
"Next time you see me, don't let me see any white hair on your head."
Yun Zheng sat down again and said jokingly, "I have severe obsessive-compulsive disorder..."
"OCD?"
Jia Yao was puzzled, "What kind of disease is this?"
"It's not a disease, it's just a... a habit!"
Yun Zheng couldn't explain it clearly. "For example, when I see white hair on your head, I can't help but want to pull it out! So, next time I see white hair on your head, I will pull it out again! If I pull it out a few more times, you will be bald."
"There are so many people with white hair in Shuobei, aren't you afraid of working yourself to death?"
Jiayao teased.
Of course she understood what Yun Zheng meant.
Yun Zheng was indirectly advising her not to overwork herself.
However, since she has become the princess regent, she has to shoulder the responsibility.
After a brief silence, Jia Yao suddenly asked, "Do you have needle and thread?"
"What do you need needle and thread for?" Yun Zheng was puzzled.
"Use it for a moment."
Jia Yao answered casually.
"Okay! I'll ask someone to bring it to you!"
Jia Yao didn't ask the maid to serve her, so Yun Zheng had to get up and go outside by himself, "Someone! Bring me the needle and thread."
Soon, the maid in the mansion hurriedly brought needle and thread.
Yun Zheng signaled the maid to leave, then took the needle and thread back into the house and handed it to Jia Yao.
It was not until this time that he realized that Jia Yao had taken out a sachet from somewhere.
Under Yun Zheng's gaze, Jia Yao used a knife to open the sachet bit by bit, then stuffed the white hair she had combed in her hand into the sachet. Then she picked up the needle and thread and sewed up the opening of the sachet bit by bit.
"You can also sew!"
Yun Zheng asked with interest.
While sewing the sachet, Jia Yao answered: "I can do it a little bit, but I'm not very skilled."
Well, that is evident.
Jiayao's needlework is really not that good. She can only sew the sachet together, which is hardly aesthetically pleasing.
"You want to give me this sachet?"
Yun Zheng asked again.
"You wish!"
Jia Yao raised her eyes slightly, "This is the sachet that my mother sewed for me!"
Yun Zheng touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly, "It seems that I was just being sentimental."
He really thought that Jia Yao wanted to give the sachet to him.
While they were talking, Jia Yao had already sewed the sachet.
"Let me see."
Yun Zheng extended his hand to Jia Yao.
"If you don't give it back to me, I will fight you to the death!"
Jia Yao gave a serious warning before handing the sachet to Yun Zheng.
"Is this the one who is in need of a sachet?"
Yun Zheng looked at Jia Yao with dissatisfaction, took the sachet and looked at it in his hand.
Jiayao's needlework is far worse than her archery skills.
He estimated that he could sew better than Jia Yao if he did it himself.
Yun Zheng put the sachet to his nose and sniffed it.
There is no legendary body odor, nor the smell of spices, but instead a smell of sweat.
"The spices here need to be changed!"
Yun Zheng said this and returned the sachet to Jia Yao.
"I'm too lazy to change."
Jia Yao took the sachet and slowly put it away. "What I value is the sachet, not the spices."
"Too."
Yun Zheng nodded and smiled, then took out an exquisite wooden box from his arms and handed it to Jia Yao.
"What's this?"
Jia Yao looked at the thing Yun Zheng handed over with confusion.
"For you."
Yun Zheng said calmly, "Didn't you ask me for a birthday gift when we were in Sifang County? I thought about it. We are married after all. If I don't even give you a decent gift, people will say that I am too stingy as a prince."
“No wonder!”
Jia Yao suddenly realized, "So, you came to talk to me and give me a gift?"
Yun Zheng smiled and nodded.
Jia Yao took the wooden box and opened it slowly.
Inside the box lay a pair of exquisite pearl earrings.
There are also emerald green jade beads as embellishment on it.
“Very beautiful earrings.”
Jia Yao took the earrings in her hand and examined them carefully for a while, then stared at Yun Zheng with burning eyes, "Would you like to help me put them on?"
"Let's just forget it!"
Yun Zheng shook his head and smiled, "I'm clumsy and can't do such delicate work."
"All right!"
Jia Yao didn't force it, "Thank you for your gift, I like it very much!"
"As long as you like it."
Yun Zheng slowly stood up and said, "Okay, it's getting late, you should go to bed early!"
"etc!"
Jia Yao called out to Yun Zheng, "Won't you let me express my gratitude?"
gratitude?
Yun Zheng had never really thought about asking Jia Yao to express his gratitude.
What does she mean by this?
When Yun Zheng was slightly distracted, Jia Yao also stood up and slowly untied the fur coat on her body...
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