It is not difficult for him to nurture and preserve it until now.

Nangong Rou reached out to take off her luxurious and exquisite hair accessories, letting her long black hair hang down behind her. She turned to look at Jiang Zhige and said with a forced face, "Brother, can you braid Rou'er's hair again? Just use that March Spirit Hairpin, like you did back then."

The two were inseparable in Tianyun Pavilion back then, and Jiang Zhige even learned hair-braiding techniques specifically for Nangong Rou.

Jiang Zhige was slightly startled when he heard this, then nodded and said, "Okay, my level may not be satisfactory, Rou'er, please don't despise me later."

As he spoke, he took out the March Spirit Hairpin and walked forward to tidy up Nangong Rou's hair.

However, at the moment when his hair was touched, Jiang Zhige felt his heart tremble for some reason as he looked at the familiar figure in front of him.

Past events and old feelings came to his mind, and Jiang Zhige's thoughts came to a standstill, as if he was still living with Nangong Rou in Tianyun Pavilion day and night.

Unfortunately, he is not the Jiang Zhige in his memory. It is like a lifetime ago.

Nangong Rou didn't say anything else, and neither did Jiang Zhige. They just quietly combed her scattered long hair.

Nangong Rou's hair is very long, and when it is not styled, it almost covers her waist.

This does not look out of place on her, but rather gives her a delicate beauty.

Every time Jiang Zhige combs his hair, it brings out a refreshing fragrance. If it were an ordinary man, he would probably be lost in it on the spot.

Not long after, Nangong Rou touched her newly tied hair and murmured in a low voice: "Thank you, brother."

Since there was only one hairpin as a hair accessory, Jiang Zhige was unable to create a complicated hairstyle and simply tied Nangong Rou's hair together.

Having said that, the March Spirit Hairpin alone made Jiang Zhige feel even more moved, as if he was seeing the innocent and lovely sister again.

Seeing Nangong Rouhun's absent-minded look, Jiang Zhige felt heavy in his heart and forced a smile, "I'm glad you don't mind."

Rather than witnessing such misery, he would actually prefer to see Nangong Rou throwing a tantrum, or even beating and scolding her like Su Qingqiu did.

In order to make Nangong Rou smile again, Jiang Zhige knelt down and kowtowed to others. What can he do now? "Brother, Rou'er still has things to do. I won't bother you any more."

Nangong Rou's voice sounded melancholy, and she was about to get up and leave.

Jiang Zhige was silent at first, looking at Nangong Rou's lonely back, after a few struggles, he couldn't help but said, "Rou'er."

Nangong Rou turned around when she heard the voice. Her lips were tightly pursed and her beautiful eyes were already filled with tears. It was obvious that she was trying to suppress her tears.

Jiang Zhige had a complicated look in his eyes. Even if he kept Nangong Rou, he didn't know what to say.

The two looked at each other for a long while, Jiang Zhige's heart was filled with all kinds of emotions, and finally he sighed softly: "Rou'er, let your brother give you a nice hairstyle."

"elder brother."

Hearing this, Nangong Rou could no longer hold back her tears and turned around and threw herself into Jiang Zhige's arms.

Jiang Zhige's expression became increasingly complicated, and he could only pat Nangong Rou on the back to comfort her.

Just as the two were immersed in each other, another beautiful figure appeared in the woods.

Looking at the two people snuggling together, Ning Qiushui shook her head and laughed, "Sister Rouer, you are really good at asking about nostalgia. Senior Sister Qiushui admits she is better."

Nangong Rou's tears slowed down a little, she turned to look at Ning Qiu Shui and snorted, "Bah! Do you think everyone would be as scheming as you?"

If Jiang Zhige's memory scenes had not appeared, she might never have guessed until her death that the corpse-eating steel spider that almost killed her and Jiang Zhige was actually the work of Ning Qiu Shui.

Ning Qiushui smiled but said nothing. She turned to look at Jiang Zhige, blinked her eyes and asked, "Junior brother, can you also comb my hair for me?"

Ning Qiu Shui took off her hair accessories and let her hair fall down as she spoke, and at the same time she took off the veil that she had not removed for a long time.

Jiang Zhige hadn't reacted yet, but when he saw Ning Qiu Shui's peerless face behind the veil, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Although it is not the first time I have seen it, I still feel amazed when I see it again.

It is so beautiful that it seems like it cannot be seen in reality.

The so-called breathtaking beauty has always been a joke, but it is not an exaggeration at all when used to describe Ning Qiu Shui's appearance.

Jiang Zhige was so stunned that he lost his mind. If an ordinary man saw it with his own eyes, he would be so shocked that he would forget to breathe.

Nangong Rou was so angry when she saw this. Ning Qiu Shui had never unveiled her face since she came to Bailulin. She probably wanted this effect.

In terms of appearance alone, Ning Qiu Shui, Nangong Rou and the other two are actually equally beautiful. It's just that when the veil that has not been unveiled for a long time is unveiled, it gives people a sudden sense of surprise.

Even though she usually covers her face with a veil, it does not really hide Ning Qiu Shui's stunning looks, but instead gives people a hazy beauty like a woman holding a pipa, with her face half covered.

Not far away, Mo Ziyan was watching silently as usual.

In fact, she had been watching in the corner since Jiang Zhige appeared, but she didn't have the courage to take the initiative to talk to Jiang Zhige.

Witnessing the two women trying to impress Jiang Zhige, Mo Ziyan no longer felt envy, but instead a sense of being forgotten.

Not to mention that Mo Ziyan didn't have much courage to fight for Jiang Zhige. Even if she did, how could she compare to Nangong Rou and the others? Seeing that Jiang Zhige didn't speak, Ning Qiushui pouted and said resentfully: "Junior brother, are you going to reject me?"

Jiang Zhige came back to his senses after hearing the voice, and said with two dry coughs: "No, it's just that Rou'er is in front, I have to tie her hair first."

Ning Qiu Shui was so beautiful, she changed her usual pouting look to act cute, which almost shattered his Taoism heart.

Those saints who have forgotten their worldly desires, and even the supreme masters of the immortal sects with supreme majesty, would probably not be able to resist and fall under the spell of beauty. Only the emperor Jiang Zhige could keep his mind calm.

"Wait, Jiang Zhige, I want to have my hair done too."

Su Qingqiu appeared beside him at some point, pouring wine for himself using Jiang Zhige's wine jug.

At this time, her waist-length hair was scattered behind her shoulders, waiting for Jiang Zhige to comb it for her.

Before Jiang Zhige responded, Su Qingqiu looked indifferent and said without question: "After Rou'er, it's my turn first. Understand?"

Jiang Zhige's face froze slightly, and a feeling of helplessness surged in his heart.

He just happened to tie Nangong Rou's hair, was this a reason to confront her? Ning Qiushui smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth, and was not displeased by being cut in line.

At this moment, Mo Ziyan also walked out from the corner, with her hands in her pockets, and said weakly: "Master, can I do it too?"

Seeing that Su Qingqiu was also joining in the fun, she hesitated for a while, but finally decided to muster up her courage.

The three women have all expressed their intentions. If Mo Ziyan does not take any action, she will definitely be completely forgotten in the future.

"Um"

Jiang Zhige suddenly felt a headache and had the urge to flee from the spot.

Just to tie her hair, four women came together for this? And he couldn't refuse.