The silky strands of silky long hair of ink feathers gradually flowed neatly under the careful combing of the ivory grate, the original knotted and tangled place was gently and patiently dismantled by Nan Fusheng, the vanity mirror reflected the palace under the shimmer of the morning light, the golden light shrouded in the hall full of rare treasures, the jade cherry blossom bonsai flowing with extravagant and luxurious clear light and broken shadows.

Nan Zuisheng sat obediently on the bench under Nan Fusheng's orders, and the snow fox skin under his body was soft and slippery, and there was no variegated fox fur at all, which was enough to see the rarity of these snow fox skins. She looked sideways at the orderly ornaments placed on the dresser, most of which were hairpins and hairpins of the Sakura royal family, and rarely modern hairpins and hair rings.

What makes Nan Zuisheng feel troublesome and depressed the most is that the dressing of the royal family of the Sakura Kingdom is a little too retro and rigid, it is a hot summer at this time, but no matter how noble and glorious the status of the ladies in the palace is, they can not show their legs and slender waist, and can only expose their arms and necks and other places that are not too eye-catching.

The slender jade fingers were carelessly fiddling with a step, and the round and flawless glass beads swayed and collided with Nan Zuisheng's play, flowing with the sound of Qingyue and agility. This hairpin glass bead is a lotus flower carved from pure silver, the glass beads are like the dew flowing from the lotus stamen, soaked in the morning light when refracted a dazzling streamer.

Since there are no hair rings and other accessories that can tie up long hair, Nan Fusheng had to dress up in the traditional style of the royal family of Sakura Kingdom, and decided to challenge Nan Zuisheng to pull up a bun for the first time, so that the excessively long ink hair in the province will stick to the back of Nan Zuisheng's neck when he sweats, and Nan Fusheng is worried that the thick ink hair in his hand will give the little girl's back of the neck acne.

The handsome man first skillfully and dexterously braided the girl's long hair into a braid, but when he tried to tie the long braid behind the girl's head, he found that there was no fulcrum that could be fixed, so he had to re-disassemble the braid, divide it into two strands, and then continue to patiently weave it into two long braids.

This time Nan Fusheng became smarter, he decided to start braiding from the top of Nan Zuisheng's head, and the two scorpion braids perfectly gathered the broken hair at Nan Zuisheng's sideburns, but looking at the two braids that were still very long and hung down at the bend of Nan Zuisheng's knees, Nan Fusheng felt sad and dazed again.

When it comes to braiding braids or tying ponytails, Nan Fusheng can be said to have long practiced good kung fu, but when it comes to delicate and trivial tasks such as combing hair buns, Nan Fusheng is a layman, it can be said that he doesn't know anything, he doesn't even understand how those imperial concubines pull their hair up high, and how they fix it and don't fall off.

After thinking about it, Nan Fusheng decided to try it first, he first pulled up the two braids in turn, and then picked up a delicate and light small hairpin to fix it, coiled the long braid in his hand around the small hairpin one by one, and it took several circles to completely fix the whole braid on the back of Nan Zuisheng's head, and used up five pearl hairpins again for fixation.

And the braids on the other side Nan Fusheng were also pulled up and fixed in the same way, and when he finally fixed the braids on both sides successfully, he only felt relieved all over his body. A total of twelve pearl hairpins are fixed in the braid by his staggered embellishments, forming a semicircle from left to right, which not only looks delicate and lovely, but also looks beautiful and elegant, and does not make people feel too complicated and trivial.

"Hmm...... It should be more or less like that, although it always feels a little weird. Nan Fusheng bent down to re-fix a slightly slippery pearl hairpin, and stood behind Nan Zuisheng and looked at it carefully for a moment.

I saw that the bun formed by two braids was round and chubby, because Nan Fusheng combed carefully and patiently, so there was no scattered and tangled place, Nan Zuisheng's thick black feather long hair was fixed on both sides of the back of his head, although it was very neat and delicate from the back, but from the front......

It's really a bit rustic, and even a little silly.

Nan Zuisheng obediently let Nan Fusheng fiddle around, when Nan Fusheng was finally done, she moved her head cautiously this time, and after repeatedly confirming that she would not fall, she stood up boldly with confidence, and tentatively jumped twice in place.

Well, it didn't fall out, and there was no hair scattering, it seems that my brother's bun is not bad, quite strong! Nan Zuisheng smiled and bent his eyes, and happily stood on tiptoe and kissed Nan Fusheng's jaw, then turned around and walked to the floor-to-ceiling dressing mirror in the inner hall, carefully studying his hairstyle.

And then...... Nanfu was born in tragedy.

"This ......?!" Nan Zuisheng opened his ink eyes in disbelief, staring at himself in the floor dressing mirror, only to see that the girl in the mirror was delicate, fairy and jade, and her appearance and temperament were peerless, but the black hairbags raised on the left and right sides of her head were really a little miserable, and she forcibly set off a twenty-eight-year-old girl into a childish and silly little sister.

Nan Zuisheng pursed his mouth and glared at Nan Fusheng unhappily, and sat back on the bench with some anger, his small eyes swishing towards Nan Fusheng like a flying knife. Although I have to admit that the bun that Nan Fusheng pulled up for her is very neat and neat, the overall design looks too silly, and it is also very earthy.

If you change to a milk doll of a few years old to comb this hairstyle, it must be very cute, but Nan Zuisheng is sixteen years old this year, and it is not suitable for combing this childish and cute hairstyle.

Nan Fusheng has not yet recovered from a kiss that the girl took the initiative to come to his senses, and he was embarrassed by Nan Zuisheng's swishing small eye knife, he looked at the girl sitting in front of the dresser, and had to admit that this hairstyle is indeed not suitable for today's Nan Zuisheng, the girl's goose egg face is obviously more suitable for all pulled up buns or half shawls, like this two buns will look a little naïve.

But...... Nan Fusheng thinks it's really cute. Especially Nan Zuisheng's original fairy jade color, the national color is fragrant, even if this bun is a little silly, but in front of the absolute beauty, that bit of stupidity is instantly eliminated, and replaced by an indescribable cute and agile, which makes Nan Fusheng feel that his whole heart is about to melt just by looking at it.

However, cuteness is cuteness, and it is more important to consider the idea of the little baby, so after admiring it for a while, Nan Fusheng tentatively asked, "Why don't I change it to a half-shawl style for you?" Or tie a ponytail? Before the words fell, Nan Fusheng himself felt that the question he asked was really stupid, and it was not ordinary stupid.

It's the end of July now, and the temperature is already hot, and if you comb Nan Zuisheng's classic hairstyle with a half-shawl, you will definitely be sweating on the back of her neck as stuffy as yesterday. As for tying a ponytail, it is even more unrealistic, the growth rate of Nan Zui's hair is much faster than that of ordinary people, and it has never been trimmed during this time, if the long hair of Mo Yu that has reached the knee is tied into a ponytail, you don't need to think about it to know that the scalp pain will fall.

For a while, Nan Fusheng stood in place with some distress, only feeling that his usual wisdom and wisdom could not be used at all at this moment, for the aspect of women's dressing up, he could be said to be completely planted, and the result of the first challenge in his life to pull the bun was undoubtedly a fiasco.

"The half-shawl is too hot, and the ponytail can't match the clothes, and the clothes sent by the royal family of the Sakura Kingdom are gorgeous and complicated classical long skirts, which must be matched with a bun." Nan Zuisheng sighed helplessly, her brother is good everywhere, but he is too straight in some ways, she raised her eyes and took a picture in the dressing mirror, and finally decided to disassemble the bun on the back of her head.

The pearl hairpin was taken out one by one, and after Nan Fusheng lowered his eyes and dismantled the bun that he had just tied, he stroked the ink hair in his hand a few times with some regret. He took the ivory comb grate and combed Nan Zuisheng's long black feather hair neatly, and then called Xia Wan and the clerk in desperation.

Because the clerk went to summon breakfast, so only Xia Wan came in, and when Xia Wan opened the bead curtain of the outer hall and walked into the inner hall, he knew what Nan Fusheng had summoned him after just a glance. I saw that Miss Nanda's black hair obviously had the wavy arc after braiding, and there were many pearl hairpins scattered on the dresser, as well as Nan Fusheng who was standing on the right side and was a little dejected.

It seems that Mr. Nan wanted to pull her hair in a bun for Miss Nan, but after taking the attempt, he failed, so he had to disassemble and summon himself to take care of it again. Xia Wan thought secretly as she walked behind Nan Zuisheng: "Miss, the weather is extremely hot today, so the slave has prepared a sleeveless dress for you." ”

Nan Zuisheng's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, and he couldn't hide his surprise and asked, "Sleeveless long skirt?" But I remember it was very hot yesterday, and you didn't agree to let me wear a sleeveless dress, so why can I wear it today? At this point, she frowned in confusion, unable to understand why. After all, at yesterday's court banquet, there were also many ladies wearing sleeveless long skirts, why can't she?

Hearing Nan Zuisheng's inquiry, Xia Wan hooked her lips and smiled softly, obviously Nan Zuisheng's doubts were expected by her.

She took the gilt carved ivory comb grate from Nan Fusheng's hand, combed Nan Zuisheng's long hair and smoothed it, and before Nan Fusheng could see the movement clearly, she had already pulled the upper part of the bun, and the black hair scattered below was woven into the upper bun by strands in the summer evening, and after all the weaving was completed, she picked up the lotus glass that Nan Zuisheng liked and shook it, and cleverly fixed it in the middle of the bun.

Nan Fusheng looked at Xia Wan's movements and admired in his heart. Such a delicate and beautiful bun actually took less than five minutes, and Nan Zuisheng's hair was difficult to manage, and it would be tangled and knotted if she was not careful, but there was no knot in the summer evening from beginning to end.

In the summer evening, the position of Nan Zuisheng's bun was in the middle and lower position, because considering the length of Nan Zuisheng's hair, she was worried that pulling it too high would cause Nan Zuisheng pain and discomfort, so she deliberately pulled it in the lower middle and lower part of the back of her head.

The bun is very classically elegant, and the strands of hair that were braided in it form a neat arc above Nan Zuisheng's neck, similar to the arc of ivory combs. The sterling silver finely carved lotus glazed step is fixed on the back of Nan Zuisheng's head, and the glass bead tassels that are not long or short hang down on the bun, subtly modifying the too monotonous ink color.

"Miss, what do you think of this bun?" Xia Wan put down the ivory comb grate in his hand, and looked at Nan Zuisheng in the dressing mirror with a gentle smile.