Jiang Yao was stunned: "Isn't it because the water spilled? What's the matter with the hair in here?"
Besides, what was wrong with her hair? It was all gathered on the right side, neat and tidy. She had even impressed herself when she looked in the mirror today. So what was wrong with it?
"Didn't Madam Liu tell you the rules of Feiyan Palace?"
"Who is Madam Liu?"
Su Qianji closed his eyes, veins bulged on his face, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yao, his voice low: "Come here."
Jiang Yao shuddered: "Master Su, I can hear you even if you say it like this."
"come over."
The man only repeated those two words, but his tone was darker.
Jiang Yao's legs were weak and he had to hold on to the wall to walk over.
"Mr. Su."
"Squat down."
He motioned for her to squat at his feet.
Jiang Yao squatted down facing him like a pug, looking obedient and pitiful.
Su Qianji only saw the pair of fox eyes blinking, very bright, with a little mist, and the long eyelashes flickering.
His heart seemed to be hit by something, and his tone softened.
"Turn around."
Jiang Yao felt a chill all over his body and turned around slowly like a duck.
——Are you really going to cut my neck?
She was extremely scared and her hand had already touched the needle in her sleeve. No matter how terrible this man was, if he dared to attack her, she would fight back desperately.
Su Qianji lowered his eyebrows and his slender hands fell directly on her dark hair.
Jiang Yao shuddered again: No way, you are going to use my hairpin to wipe my neck?
The long hair that had been tied up with great difficulty in the morning was plucked out of the hairpin by the man, and the long hair fell like a waterfall.
But this doesn't look like he's going to wipe her neck?
Jiang Yao couldn't understand it for a moment, until the man's slightly cool fingertips wandered over her head, she reacted.
Su Qianji was actually tying her hair?
Just because you don't like her hairstyle, you tie her hair yourself?
——But why did Su Chiji tie my hair up? If you don't like my hairstyle, why not just let me go back and change it?
——That’s not right. If he ties my hair up, and Zhao Ce finds out, he’ll think I’m seducing his young husband. Wouldn’t I have offended him again?
——I can imagine that when this gets to Zhao Ce's ears, he will definitely have a dark face and say grimly, "You are my man, and you actually let him tie your hair? Do you still want your head?"
Su Qianji's hand suddenly tightened, pulling the girl hard and hurting her.
"Jiang Yao."
"ah?"
"Shut up."
The low and hoarse tone was filled with murderous intent.
Jiang Yao covered his mouth tightly: I didn’t say anything, can’t I even breathe?
Then she started breathing slowly, for fear of provoking this big devil.
The process didn't take long, and Jiang Yao heard a sigh of relief behind him.
"Get up."
Jiang Yao stood up and reached out to touch it.
A big bun stood on top of her head. She only used a hairpin to fix her hair when she went out, and now the hairpin stood straight in the middle of the bun.
Although this hairstyle is simple, it is definitely not as good-looking as the one she has. Why change it?
Jiang Yao really couldn't understand it.
Su Qianji solved the problem of the hair he disliked, lowered his head, and the veins on his face bulged again.
"Master, I will take you back to change your clothes."
Langqi quickly pushed Su Qianji away.
As they passed by Jiang Yao, the man said in a deep voice, "Go to the front yard and wait immediately."
“But the clothes.”
Jiang Yao looked at the basin of clothes in embarrassment, then looked at the figure who was leaving in a hurry.
Since Su Qianji asked her to go over, she couldn't be blamed for not washing the clothes.
When Jiang Yao came to the front yard, he saw four people kneeling on the ground and felt a little curious.
"Have you committed a crime?"
Jiang Shu glared at her fiercely: "It's all because of you."
"Because of me?"
She just arrived, why is it because of her?
"Miss Jiang Yao, what kind of bun is this?"
The harsh voice gave Jiang Yao goosebumps.
The woman who came over looked to be in her forties, with a face full of flesh and a somewhat fierce look.
She pointed at Jiang Yao's hair in fear and said, "I clearly told you not to wear your hair in a bun like this. How could you come out like this?"
Jiang Yao was a little confused. This bun was done by Su Qianji, so why was it not allowed?
etc.
"You said you told me?"
She didn't even know her, so how could she have heard anything she said?
Nanny Liu glanced at the door. Su Qianji hadn't arrived yet, so she began to speak, "When the four young ladies came yesterday, I already told them what to be careful of. You're late, and Miss Jiang Shu said she had already told you."
Jiang Yao suddenly realized that the person in front of him should be Nanny Liu. She explained the rules to her. Jiang Shu said she would talk to her but never contacted her.
"Madame Liu, please tell me quickly, which hairstyles are not allowed?"
When she thought about Su Qianji pulling her hair and combing it just now, she felt a chill on her neck.
"In Feiyan Palace, you can only wear the double spiral bun, high bun, yuanbao bun, flying fairy bun, soaring cloud bun, cross bun, stunning bun, and hanging bun, and you must use hairpins in pairs."
"As for clothes, you're not allowed to wear anything with embroidery on them. The simpler the better, the colors must be consistent, and you can't wear wide sleeves."
"You may not wear flower ornaments or put on facial rouge."
Jiang Yao was stunned. She remembered almost nothing of what Nanny Liu said.
I turned around and looked at Jiang Shu and the others. Although I didn't remember which ones had their hair styles, I could see that they all had the same hair styles that Madam Liu had mentioned.
Only then did she notice that the entire hall was extremely tidy. Whatever was on the left, there was an identical one on the right.
Could it be that Suqian is offering sacrifice to him?
Hearing the sound of the wheelchair rolling, Aunt Liu pulled her to the side.
After changing his clothes, Suku Chiji once again looked clean, cheerful and handsome.
——Does Su Chiji have obsessive-compulsive disorder?
Look at how Jiang Shu and the others dress and the furnishings in their room. They are not particularly grand or beautiful, but they are definitely neat.
And the bun on her head was particularly straight, even the only hairpin was inserted straight.
Obsessive-compulsive disorder?
Su Qianji frowned. What does that mean?
Nanny Liu walked forward and started to make tea skillfully.
Su Qianji suddenly raised his hand to interrupt her.
"Jiang Yao."
The man looked at her and said expressionlessly, "Make tea."
——Okay, this is my official job.
She trotted forward to take the teapot from Aunt Liu's hand, then poured tea leaves and boiling water skillfully.
The man in the wheelchair then looked at the four people kneeling.
"Who asked Jiang Yao to do the laundry?"
Jiang Yao's hands trembled, and he didn't quite understand what Su Qianji meant by asking this.
Jiang Shu and Jiang Xing looked at each other, and they both pointed at Xu Jing almost at the same time.
Xu Jing was confused. She only gave two pairs of shoes, but the clothes were not given by her.
"Master Su, it was Xu Jing who said that my second sister is everyone's maid, so she should wash everyone's clothes."
Jiang Xing pointed at Xu Jing and spoke first.
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