Chapter 30: Looks Aren't Enough to Make Up

The night is thick and the spring is intoxicating.

In the wooden barrel in the bedroom, Leader Qin soaked in hot water, washed away from exhaustion, and almost screamed out in comfort.

Nearly three months after coming to the end of the Ming Dynasty, this is the first time he has enjoyed the treatment that only large families in this era have.

Served by the maid to take a bath.

In the past, Mrs. Li helped him put on his coat and comb his hair at most, but he didn't take the initiative, and he couldn't ask for it.

As for the little girl, she has always been protected by her mother, and at most she wears shoes, and he has no habit of driving child labor.

And this pair of twins has no such concerns, the eight kings don't raise idlers, does he, the leader of Qin, raise idlers?

After being in the bucket for a full hour, everyone was soaked and swollen, and Qin Yu ended this high-level bath.

The door opened, and two strong women in their thirties walked in and began to clean up the mess on the floor.

Qin Yu moved to the study.

"Ma'am, can you cut my hair for me?"

"Ahh The son can't help it, the body is skinned, and the parents who receive it, how can they cut it? ”

"But this day to comb, every day to tie, every day to wash, is ugly, troublesome!"

Qin Yu looked at the long hair in the mirror, wet like a chicken nest, and couldn't help complaining.

"Then the concubine will change her son's hair ornament today!" Mrs. Li thought about it.

"Whatever you want." Qin Yu didn't care.

……

But when Mrs. Li finished fiddling with her hair and looked at herself in the mirror, Qin Yu was dumbfounded.

"Madame, this... Is this me? ”

"Childe is still satisfied?" Mrs. Li turned her head to look in the mirror, then looked at Qin Yu, and smiled slightly, no matter whether Qin Yu was dissatisfied or not, she herself was satisfied.

"Well, I didn't expect me to be a little called a flower, and after Mrs. 's share, I also have a bit of a romantic and talented posture, not bad!"

Qin Yu touched his face, learned Chu Liuxiang's movements, and stripped the strand of long hair hanging down on his chest, and was amazed.

"Don't be presumptuous, the concubine has never seen a scholar of such a young age with such talent and insight, I think the birth of the son must be extraordinary!"

After Mrs. Li finished speaking, a pair of beautiful eyes looked straight at him.

Qin Yu smiled: "Madame is getting better and better at talking, Sister Wan'er, bring the folding fan you found today." ”

"Okay!"

Li Wan'er, who was making the bed in the bedroom, hurriedly searched for a while in the cabinet, then pinched the folding fan, opened the curtain and ran in, and immediately said in surprise: "Ah! Brother Xiaoyu, why have you changed today? ”

"How, isn't it like that?" Qin Yu snatched the folding fan and opened it with a snap, shaking it and pacing back and forth a few steps.

"Hmmm! It's quite handsome..."Li Wan'er lowered her head slightly shyly, but she couldn't help but peek with her afterglow.

"It's a pity that this is not a martial arts world, madam, let's dismantle it!" After Qin Yu had enough, he threw the folding fan to Li Wan'er and sat back on the stool.

"Ahh

"Brother Xiaoyu, why do you want to dismantle it? Isn't that pretty? ”

"Yes, Childe, the concubine will make you a robe tomorrow..."

"Forget about the outer robe, make a cloak!"

Qin Yu waved his hand, and when he saw that she still didn't move, he said angrily: "Madame thinks that I can kill those teenagers like this?" Can you mix in the rebels? ”

Li Wan'er didn't seem to understand, but Xiao Xinru woke up instantly: "Then what kind of hair accessories should I change?" ”

"There are vicissitudes in the roughness, and there must be no domineering in the vicissitudes of life, have you seen the shape of the eight kings and Sun Kewang's grandson?"

"Okay, concubine as much as possible!"

"Not as much as possible, but as necessary!"

In the end, under the tossing and turning of the mother and daughter, Qin Yu changed from a suave little scholar to a black whirlwind little Li Kui.

Especially a pair of eyebrows, which were painted by Mrs. Li thick and black, are still the kind of inverted figure-eight, with staring eyes and full of breath.

"Wan'er, go and get my treasure knife, and then the sheets."

"Oh!" Li Wan'er was obviously not interested this time.

"Hmmm! The appearance is not enough, the shape is to make up, the ancients will not deceive me, so be it, madam, I will do it according to this mold in the future! ”

Qin Yu straddled the treasure knife at his waist and was wearing a bed sheet, very satisfied with the new look.

"Okay, Childe." Mrs. Li couldn't help but be shocked and nodded.

Li Wan'er stuck out her tongue on the side and muttered in a low voice: "It's ugly." ”

Qin Yu ignored them and walked back to the bedroom by himself, immediately startling the twins.

"Go and rest, too!" Qin Yu waved his hand, and finally dispelled the idea of letting the two warm the bed, after all, it was still summer.

In fact, I am afraid that I will not be able to bear it, although I have strengthened myself a lot in the past three months, but for the long-term plan, I still need to work harder.

……

The night was already deep, but Qin Yu couldn't sleep while lying on the bed, not because he had changed his nest, but for Mrs. Li's business.

Although he tried his best to integrate into the rebels, he couldn't do it, treating women as toys and clothes like they did.

Even if it is used as clothes, as a modern person, he can barely accept wearing the clothes worn by others, but he absolutely cannot accept the clothes he wears and be worn by others.

Even if you don't wear it, it's not just nominally.

"Childe, isn't it too hot?" Mrs. Li took the brown fan, touched the darkness, and came to the bedside lightly.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Qin Yu was taken aback.

"The concubine looked a little abnormal when she saw her son come back today, and she couldn't sleep at night, Childe, was you punished by the eight kings in the county government today?"

Xiao Xinru slowly sat at the head of the bed and fanned the wind, her voice was thin and soft, seeing that he didn't answer, she said again: "But the eight kings asked about concubines again?" ”

"You can guess that?"

When Mrs. Li saw that she guessed, the corners of her mouth showed a touch of bitterness, and said: "Although the eight kings value their sons, Sun Kewang is his righteous son after all, not only did he break a finger today, but he also lost two concubines, and the eight kings must appease him...

This matter arose because of the concubine, if the concubine body was sent directly to that grandson, it would be somewhat unfair, so most of the time it was to ask the prince to hand over the concubine body to him for disposal! ”

"Hey! Since you've guessed, I won't hide it from you, yes..."Now Qin Yu is not hiding it from her.

It's one thing to guess, it's another thing to be sure, and although she was prepared in her heart, Mrs. Li's face was as pale as paper in an instant.

"Madame, don't be too pessimistic, you'll be fine in ten days and a half!"

"What about half a month later?" Mrs. Li asked in a trembling voice.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, so let's talk about it then."

"Could it be that Childe already has a countermeasure?" Mrs. Li's beautiful eyes lit up, and after the events of the day, she was very confident in Qin Yu, and she had unconsciously become dependent.

"You really think I am a god descending to earth! The eight kings are not as hopeful as Sun Kewang, how can they change so easily if they say it? Qin Yu rolled his eyes.

In the dark room, there was silence for a while, only the gasps of the two were left, and it took a long time before Mrs. Li spoke: "Son, can the concubine commit suicide?" ”

"I guess it's okay!" Qin Yu thought about it and replied uncertainly.

"Can Childe return the arsenic to the concubine?"

"What are you anxious about? Isn't there still a deadline? ”

"Childe, sooner rather than later, if the concubine is committing suicide when the eight kings ask, it is inevitable that he will not blame Gongzi."

Mrs. Li took a deep breath and explained.

The room fell silent again.