Tang Fei smiled, and called her up in a gentle tone: "Don't be afraid, Aunt Qiuwen instructed Gui Yuan to comb her hair and borrow your hair." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Mei'er then understood, but her status was low, so how could she dare to sit in front of her master!

Didn't you see that the big palace maid Longan was standing~

Mei'er sat on the stool cautiously, but she didn't dare to sit down, she only sat on the side, so that Tang Fei looked worried about whether she would accidentally fall down again.

Gui Yuan took the comb, spread out the buns on her head, and smoothed her hair.

This hair is really good, black and shiny, and it is very silky to the touch.

Gui Yuan couldn't help but ask her: "Your hair is really good, what do you usually wipe on your head?" ”

The hair of his own master is also good, but Gui Yuan knows that it is the result of his master's careful maintenance.

The daily black sesame seeds will not break, and occasionally some castor oil will be applied before being washed off.

Although the process is cumbersome, the effect is the best.

Just look at the master's cloud-like black hair.

It's hard for this little palace maid Mei'er, who has such a humble background, can still have such good hair.

You must know that a woman's beauty is sometimes supported by money.

Mei'er had been asked about this before, but she didn't have any secrets.

"Our family has good hair, my grandmother is in her sixties, and she doesn't have gray hair yet."

More than sixty years is a long life in ancient times, which is really enviable.

Xu is because Tang Fei is very kind, and Gui Yuan is smiling, this Mei'er unconsciously relaxed, and her courage is a little bigger: "My mother's hair is also very good, when I was at home when I was a child, many noble ladies and ladies were vying to buy my mother's hair and use it to make wig buns!" ”

Mei'er said with a smile with memories.

Tang Fei was a little gloomy when he heard this.

In ancient times, it was said that 'the body is taken from the skin'.

That is to say, every part of your body was given to you by your parents, and you should not throw it away at will.

It is precisely in this way that men in ancient times wore long hair and tied their hair.

But such rules, it should be said that any rules, are not so important in the poor society of the lower classes.

After all, if you can't even afford to eat, and you're dying of starvation, what do you want to 'get your body out'?

The common people of any era are the most difficult.

Because anyone can come up and step on it.

A small illness can ruin a family and tear it apart.

Thinking of these, Tang Fei unconsciously felt a little more pity for this Mei'er, and his gaze at her softened a little.

Aunt Qiuwen pointed out how to make a 'throwing bun' for longan, the name of this bun is very interesting, but it looks very beautiful, hugging the face with two temples, like a vertebral bun, which is very luxurious and upright.

Aunt Akiwen's fingers are nimble, as if she is making a work of art, and she only has a hairpin to comb this seemingly simple bun.

Not only the longan on one side, but also the cherry is taken seriously, but even Tang Fei looks at it with relish.

Tang Fei asked the new little palace maids to line up, and asked Cherry to find some extra chairs and stools, so that they could sit separately.

watched Gui Yuan comb out the Moon Gaze Bun, Panyun Bun, Peony Bun, and Falling Horse Bun under the guidance of Aunt Qiuwen. There's even a snake bun.

The atmosphere in the room is quite harmonious, and when discussing topics such as jewelry, cosmetics, and clothes, no matter what status a woman is, she will always become interested.

Even the six little palace maids whose bodies were stiff like stones gradually relaxed, and even secretly reached out to touch their hair, or secretly looked at themselves with some metal utensils that could reflect the image.

Tang Fei was just smiling and watching, but then he couldn't help but get involved.

He instructed Gui Yuan to open the cabinet and take out some of the new beads, hairpins, headbands, and step shakes, and used them to decorate these delicate and changeable buns.

This cleaning is really frightening, and it is full of tables that can't be placed.

This is not all, some Tang Fei didn't like it very much, so he directly sent Mama Zhang to the warehouse.

Tang Fei felt like those rich little girls in her previous life playing with rag dolls, combing braids and wearing hair accessories for this doll, one after another, one set after another, and she never got tired of it.

Later, Tang Fei looked greedy, and asked Aunt Qiuwen to get started in person and comb herself with a falling horse bun.

With so many buns, Tang Fei's favorite is this falling ponytail.

Other hair buns are symmetrical, flat and neat, but this falling horse bun is to tie the hair together, pull it into a large vertebrae, knot the silk rope in the middle of the vertebrae, and fall on the side of the head or the back of the head.

How different, how unique.

Tang Fei used to like this slightly unique style, which made people feel extraordinarily weak and charming.

Tang Fei combed the falling horse bun, felt that the color of the clothes on his body did not match, and asked Cherry to go to the wardrobe to help him find a bright white dress.

This is not bad, I feel that I have instantly transformed into a little white flower, weak and pure. It feels great.

Gui Yuan listened attentively to Aunt Qiuwen's narration of various tips about beauty and health.

How to comb your hair is not easy to loosen, how to match clothes, how to wear jewelry.

Aunt Qiuwen grabbed a handful of flower hairpins in her hand and looked at Longan: "You say, if you stick these things in your head, what will it look like?" ”

Everyone in the room looked at the hairpin, and Gui Yuan said tentatively, "Like a hedgehog." ”

Tang Fei couldn't help but laugh "poof".

Aunt Qiuwen also laughed: "It's funny, but there are always people who think that this hairpin is inserted as much as possible, and I have seen it." ”

Gui Yuan felt that she seemed to have seen it, but she couldn't remember who it was for a while.

When Gui Yuan looked at Aunt Qiuwen again, his eyes were already filled with admiration, no wonder the master liked Aunt Qiuwen.

If you think about it carefully, this Aunt Qiuwen and her master are really in love.

Both of them like to eat, they both like to read, and even the concept of dressing up, combing and decorating, the master and Aunt Qiuwen are also the same.

Thinking about it so carefully, according to the master's words, the master really seems to have never worn the wrong clothes.

Different occasions, different clothes, every time it is just right, and it is eye-catching.

Is this really a skill, or is it a skill that is difficult to master.

A few people were talking and laughing, but Kang Dahai took out a step shake from a pile of jewelry, and asked Tang Fei with a smile: "Master, can this step shake be rewarded to the slave?" ”

Heh, this is the first time Kang Dahai has been with Tang Fei for so long, and he has taken the initiative to ask Tang Fei for reward.

Tang Fei took a look, isn't this the butterfly gold silk inlaid jade that the emperor rewarded him a few days ago?

Because it collided with Xie Jieyu's step, there was no way to take it out, so it was kept at the bottom of the cabinet and kept at the bottom of the box.

Why does this Kang Dahai want this step shake without a head? (To be continued.) )