Chapter 212: Repaying for not raising eyebrows in his life

"The minions obey..."

Jinyu slowly took out a large handful of hair from her sleeve and handed it to her master.

Those green silks were still mixed with white, and Nian Yaoyue held her hair in her hands.

secretly complained in her heart, according to this amount of hair, she will soon become bald in another month.

Now all the nutrients are given priority to the little one in the belly, and she will burn her life every day to give the little one a prenatal checkup.

Only when she has excess nutrients will she let the system supply to the mother, and if she lacks blood and gas, she will naturally lose her hair.

"Go quietly and find some good wigs, don't be seen!"

At this current volume, the simple little two heads are struggling.

Nian Yaoyue can only ask people to prepare wigs that only old women can use, and the bun is mixed with the real hair to support the façade.

"Master, the uncle has become the head of the Internal Affairs Office~" Jinyu told the master the good news he got early in the morning.

"Well, do you remember to ask my father and mother to remind my eldest brother more, although the head of the Internal Affairs Office is a fat errand, but in the end it is for the housekeeper of the Long Live Lord, so that my eldest brother should not be blinded by the jewels of the Internal Affairs Office~"

The eighth master and the king of Zhijun were both staring at the position of the head of the Internal Affairs Mansion, and the crown prince naturally knew that he could no longer arrange his minions in the Internal Affairs Mansion.

The left and right cannot fall into the hands of the eighth master and the king of Zhijun, and in the end, it must be under the mediation of the crown prince and the fourth master that her eldest brother Nian Xiyao sat in this position.

The eldest brother used to be the prince's companion, and everyone would think that it was the person who was re-installed by the prince.

After freshening up, breakfast was also served, looking at the table full of natural treasures, Nian Yaoyue suddenly lost her appetite.

But for the sake of the child, she still endured the nausea and ate those hundred-year-old shou wu and thousand-year-old mountain ginseng as meals.

"Master, there is also this bowl of blood-replenishing blood swallow japonica rice soup~ You eat it in red-clothed peanut cake~"

Nian Yaoyue was scared when she saw the blood swallow that was used as water to drink, but she still cooperated and took the bowl and drank it all.

Thanks to the fact that she is the home of the high-ranking Zhuhu Zhongming Ding Food, otherwise the heavenly treasures of tens of thousands of taels of silver every day will be hollowed out.

After Jinyu waited for her master to sleep, she came to Lord Belle's study and reported the master's situation one by one.

"The minion is going to prepare a good bun~"

Su Peisheng said earnestly that the elderly concubines in the Forbidden City like to use wigs to fill the façade.

Now it is Nian's brother who is in charge of affairs in the Internal Affairs Office, so he will naturally send the best bun to Nian's.

"Not necessarily!"

Yin Zhen felt that the hair from a strange woman made people want to vomit when they looked at it.

Even though it was rinsed and the hair was from a cardamom girl who had to take care of her hair with oil and egg whites every day, he still felt dirty.

Yin Zhen tore off the braid with his backhand and spread the waist-length braid.

"Ahh Lord Belle, spare your life! You'd better use the hair of a minion, but don't do anything to yourself, woooooooooo

Su Peisheng was so frightened that he knelt at the feet of Lord Belle and cried.

The Manchurian woman's hair is not a national funeral, or a husband's funeral.

And if the prince cuts his hair, it will be a national funeral, isn't this cursing the death of the Long Live Lord? This is a great sin of disrespect....

The parents of the body's hair and skin, hair are very precious to Su Peisheng, a minion. Whoever dares to cut his hair is equivalent to cutting his head, so cutting his hair is also a form of torture.

What's more, if it is a noble prince, if it is known that Lord Belle cut his hair without permission, he will definitely be punished by Lord Banzai.

"Don't talk nonsense, come and help, you pick up the cut inside, as long as you don't say it, who will know!"

Yin Zhen handed the dagger to Su Peisheng, who was kneeling at his feet, and said in a deep voice.

....

That night, Jinyu sent a coiled wig bun.

The eldest brother bothered, and the wig bun sent was so exquisitely made that it could be mixed in the hair.

"Lord Belle is here~" Su Peisheng shouted outside the door.

Nian Yaoyue looked at herself with a wig bun and a comb of spirit in the mirror with satisfaction, and turned to look at the fourth master who walked in.

"Does your hair look good today?"

As she spoke, she put the hibiscus tourmaline stone hairpin sent by the fourth master yesterday on her hair bun.

"It's very good-looking~" Yinzhen stretched out his hand and helped Nian's to the soft couch and hugged it.

Su Peisheng lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at it, it was a bun made of his master's hair, could it be not good-looking?

After breakfast, she lay in the courtyard to bask in the sun, but gradually felt a feeling of dizziness in front of her.

"Is you back?" Nian Yaoyue suddenly asked anxiously.

"Returned!" The anxious footsteps of the fourth master sounded outside the door, and he almost ran into the courtyard.

He still had a whip in his hand, and he had been riding his horse all the time, and the horse went straight into the inner courtyard, and was tied to the poplar tree outside the courtyard.

Yin Zhen hugged Nian Shi in his arms, and watched her originally anxious expression gradually quiet down, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Peisheng on the side took a small table and put it on the right hand side of the master.

Su Peisheng brought a small mountain-like fold, took a small bench and sat aside, and helped Belle Ye turn over the fold with the fold.

After waiting for Lord Belle's approval, Su Peisheng opened a new fold to show Lord Baylor.

Now it is a warm sunny day in spring, and it didn't take long for Yinzhen, who was holding Nian's, to sweat hotly, but Nian's body still didn't have any warmth.

It was almost time for lunch, and Yinzhen carried the sleeping Nian back to the room where the dragon was still lit.

There was still a slight cool breeze in the yard, but when it came to the stove-like room, even Su Peisheng, who had always been afraid of the cold, couldn't help sweating.

Not to mention Lord Baylor, who is afraid of heat.

Ye went to bed with Nian every night, and often slept until midnight to change into sweat-soaked clothes.

And Nian's, wrapped in two layers of ten-pound quilts, is still cold hands and feet, it's really strange, the master invited countless famous doctors and holy hands, but he can't even find out what strange disease Nian's has.

"Su Peisheng, prepare a light lunch, put it in the study, and let the imperial doctor come to the study to talk."

Yin Zhen has to find the imperial doctor every day to understand Nian's situation, he no longer cares about the child in Nian's womb, as long as he can keep Nian's and let him rebel.

Worried that Nian's would see the food he ate and want to eat, Yinzhen always quietly hid in the study and ate first before coming to eat with Nian's.

When Imperial Physician Zhou, who was in charge of Nian's fetus security, stepped into the study, he saw Lord Belle eating.

"How's it going today?" Yin Zhen was a little anxious about the speed of eating, because he couldn't leave Nian's for too long, otherwise she would have trouble sleeping again.

"Back to Lord Belle, now that the master is almost eight months pregnant, but... The strange thing is that those decoctions that stabilize the fetus are like mud cows entering the sea, and they don't work at all, and after a few people discuss, they all feel that if the mother and daughter are safe, they must induce labor as soon as possible~"

Imperial Doctor Zhou said tremblingly.

"But... But the minions don't dare to guarantee Xiao Gege's safety, after all, seven lives and eight don't live..."