The biggest taboo in the past and present is probably to break ground on Tai Sui's head, and the most courageous hypothesis is probably to pick up the beard, so will the risk of plucking the feathers on the emperor's brain be smaller than these two?

Su Ruoshui looked at the gray hair on the emperor's head with a blank eye, she didn't want much, and a small lock was enough. Just how can you get it? If it is three or five, it may be possible to buy off the palace maid who combs the emperor's hair, but a lock is not something that a little girl can do.

No one could find a reason to approach the Emperor with a sharp iron weapon such as scissors or a knife.

The ancients took the body hair and skin very seriously, which is linked to filial piety. Hair that modern people don't care about was untouchable in ancient times. Breaking the green silk is the meaning of cutting off the red dust, and it is said that the head of the hair is cut.

Therefore, it is not feasible to know that it is reasonable, it is right to protect your hair, and it is unreasonable to cut your hair if you want to embroider on a whim.

Don't even think about it, you have to offer the emperor's hair to you, and it is blasphemy to dare to take one to embroider.

It seems that it is impossible to come out openly, only to secretly find a way to play tricks. Drugged him and then cut him secretly? Forget it, it's a shortcut to heaven.

First of all, it is not easy to stun the emperor, and secondly, he is close to the emperor with scissors, do you believe that you cut your hair? The risk is so great that it is no exaggeration to say that at least we must be mentally prepared to be exterminated by the Nine Clans.

Hard, directly send assassins to kidnap the emperor, and then pluck the hair**. How is this different from rebellion? And if the assassins really have the ability to kidnap the emperor, I'm afraid the crown princess will not have a chance to pluck the hair, and the assassins will pull out the Tanglin first.

What to do? What to do? How can you get it? It was close in front of him, but he couldn't see it, which made Su Ruoshui's heart itch. She was like a fly lying on a glass window, with a bright eye in front of her but no way out.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph!" Su Ruo stood on the Jinshui Bridge with a flower in his hand, and he was not angry and stomped his feet and pulled the petals, and pulled the bald flowers one after another.

I don't have any big ambitions, so I can't do it best if I want to surprise Yuanhong. How come so many people don't have a hair color that is satisfactory? So how can the right hair just grow on the emperor's head?

This is really something that money can't buy, the power is not as big as the family's, the power can't be used, and the brains can't come up with tricks.

She was so angry that she almost cried, helpless, helpless, and powerless. There are many flowers, the bridge railing, the bridge deck are broken petals, and the river surface is also floating, which looks quite ornamental.

She picked up the bare branches and scattered flowers and leaves, and threw them all into the river.

"The soul and bones flow down the water, flowing to the edge of the sky without looking back. The green silk on the head will change color, and the color will not entertain people and be empty. Su Ruoshui slapped the railing and kicked the bridge post with hatred, vented a lot, and began to move forward listlessly.

She didn't have a purpose, so she walked randomly, anyway, there was no forbidden zone for her in the harem. As she walked, she wondered how she could get the emperor's hair, but she couldn't think of a good way, and the more she thought about it, the more anxious she became.

When people are anxious, they like to choose a quiet place to walk, so she subconsciously walked to a place with fewer people, and she didn't notice that she walked to Nagato Palace while walking.

The long courtyard wall is a palace gate, and Su Ruoshui suddenly found that there was not even a single guard here, and there was no place in the palace where there was no one at all. What is this place? Why is it so deserted?

She looked up and saw that there was a horizontal plaque on the palace gate, with three big characters on it. Nagato Palace? How did you get to the cold palace?

Su Ruoshui looked at the gate of the cold palace, this is an extremely obscure place. Under normal circumstances, the concubines of the harem can be as far away from here as they can from here. Because no one wants to walk through this door, what they fear most in life is to move this way.

However, Su Ruoshui is a master who has no taboos, so she doesn't believe in any evil. She also entered the prison, what can she do?

Miao Shiying, now she is still the queen of Tanglin, although she is in the cold palace, the title is still there. Su Ruoshui thought of Miao Shiying's eyes lit up, can her hair work? Su Ruoshui really didn't pay attention to what color her hair was.

Su Ruoshui patted the door panel, and after a while, a palace maid opened the door and saw Su Ruoshui wearing a phoenix skirt, although she didn't know who she was, but she could also see that she was a high-grade lady on her clothes.

"Slave and maid see Niangniang." The little palace maid was very well-behaved and gave Su Ruoshui a salute.

Su Ruoshui ignored her and walked in directly. The cold palace is very clean, not the way I imagined the yard was covered with cobwebs and dust everywhere.

Miao Shiying's face was extremely bad, and she was a little gray. She sat on the bed with a flail, and when she saw Su Ruoshui walking in slowly with lotus steps, her eyes suddenly widened.

"Slut! You slut! Miao Shiying rushed down from the bed like crazy, and slammed into Su Ruoshui with her head down like a bullfight.

Su Ruoshui quickly dodged to the side, Miao Shiying couldn't restrain her feet, and rushed forward by inertia and just bumped into the little palace maid who followed up outside.

"Ouch." The little palace maid covered her chest in pain and groaned, she raised her leg and kicked on Miao Shiying's flail. "Are you crazy?"

Miao Shiying also wailed in pain, her two wrists, a week around her neck, and her shoulders were all worn out. This flail has not been taken off since it was put on, and it is useless no matter how carefully the subordinates take care of it.

The skin can only be said to be remnants at best, and the yellow water and pus that do not dry up every day, and small white worms crawl out of the collarbone, as thin as a thread.

But Su Ruoshui didn't care about these, her attention was on Miao Shiying's hair, her hair was as black as ink, and the Tianshan Snow Lotus for so many years was really not eaten in vain.

Su Ruoshui sighed, too disappointed. Miao Shiying scolded her and hit her just now, not to scold her twice, nor to really kill Su Ruoshui, but to provoke her, hoping that she would kill herself in a fit of anger.

Death is by no means the most terrible thing, and the most terrible thing is that you can't die if you want to. After the palace maid got up, she pulled Miao Shiying up. Although she didn't treat the queen very well, she didn't deliberately abuse her, and she did everything she had to do.

"Kill me, Su Ruoshui, you can kill me." Miao Shiying's eyes were full of hatred, but the words that came out of her mouth were sympathetic.

"It's okay to kill you, and you're full of evil. But what's in it for me to kill you? Fulfill your sin less, and I have a bad reputation. If Su Ruoshui wasn't in a bad mood, she wouldn't be able to calm down when she returned to the palace to embroider, and she wouldn't stay and talk nonsense with her at all.

"What benefits do you want? This palace can give it to you. ”

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