Xiao Jun asked puzzledly, "Ling'er, what do you mean?" ”

"You see, Mingzhu's hair was originally thick and thick, but now it is greasy and knotted, it is not easy to comb through, and it is no wonder that she hurts.

It's better to just shave it off, for three years, she hasn't gone down the mountain, and she still has to worry about whether her hair will grow long? ”

Mother Lin immediately objected: "How can this be, no matter how she is a princess, who dares to shave the princess's hair?" Isn't this Tai Sui's head breaking ground?

Besides, she is a girl's house, how can she shave bald? Wake up and don't cry to death? ”

Xiaojun actually plans that if Mingzhu's body shape returns to normal in the future, and her mind is corrected, her former acquaintances will definitely not recognize her when they meet, and she doesn't have to worry about making a fuss.

At that time, Bian can see the situation and take her to travel around and see the real human feelings.

But the experience of this period of time made him understand that it is really not easy to change her, and it is difficult to say whether he dares to bring her out, so let's take care of the present.

If you can really go out in the future, it's not impossible to wear a wig.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Just according to what Ling'er said." Grandma, I am her brother-in-law, since my parents don't use it, then I will replace my father as a brother.

I'll leave the shaving of my head to you, and I'll call my mother-in-law for help. ”

Mother Lin no longer objected, she and Qingling couldn't lift Mingzhu at all, and they had to ask Feiying's mother-in-law to help.

Feiying's mother-in-law brought a circle chair and dragged Mingzhu out of bed and sat on the chair with Qingling, worried that she would wake up and move, and there was a cloth strap to tie her to the chair.

Qingling decided to take a shower after cleaning up for Mingzhu, it was too smelly.

Mingzhu may have slowly gotten used to it, but they are suffering a great sin, and every time they enter this room, they can't wait to pinch their noses, let alone have close contact.

Mother Lin recited the Buddha and began to shave Mingzhu's hair, she is proficient in this way, and she shaves the fetal hair of the children in the family.

Shaving your hair is really much easier than combing your hair, and it takes a few strokes to shave it cleanly, and it becomes a real bald head, which looks much more refreshing.

Mingzhu, like Xiaojun, is born with good bones.

Although it is very bloated and dirty, it can still be seen that the limbs are long and straight, and the head shape is full and delicate.

A fat face with flesh like a big steamed bun, you can also see that the facial features are upright, and the eyebrows are like paintings, but it's a pity that the eyes are fat and swollen.

If she is fat and thin, she must be a real beauty, even if she hasn't taken a bath for so long, she can still see that her complexion is white and delicate.

With the help of Feiying's mother-in-law, she washed Mingzhu three times in a row before she really washed it, and this was still in the case of shaving her hair, otherwise I don't know how many times I would have to wash it.

And Mingzhu has been asleep and has not woken up, and she has not woken up after feeding her some warm water.

Mother Lin not only put on a clean and warm jacket for her, but also kindly changed all the bedding and pillows for her, and ordered Aizhu to smoke, and the whole room was much more refreshing.

As for the clothes that were changed, only the set of gorgeous and elegant coats was washed and dried and kept as evidence along with the jewelry, and the rest of the bedding, middle clothes and shaved hair were all taken to no one and burned clean.

The clean and refreshing bald pearl was covered with a thick quilt and fell asleep, Xiaojun looked at it for a moment after coming over, and bowed to everyone gratefully.

Mother Lin couldn't bear to say, I'll sew a few hats or headscarves for her later, Qingling has no objection, let her be.

The red stewed mutton hot pot is ready, she just went out to get the quilt, the yard is full of fragrant fragrance, Brother Xiaojun's craftsmanship is so good, she can't help it, just wait to eat.

When Mingzhu opened her eyes, candlelight lit up for the first time in the room.

She could barely remember what it was like to have a candle lit, and the room was out of sight until night.

Mother Lin was sitting on the chair sewing something, the candlelight reflected in the room was very warm, and the fragrance of wormwood smelled much more refreshing.

A strange feeling welled up in Mingzhu's heart, she had never seen such a scene in her life experience.

From childhood to adulthood, she has been looking down on all living beings from above, in addition to absolute obedience to her father and queen mother, she only respects Concubine Lu and Concubine Ji in the palace.

Because the two of them always send her all kinds of strange and interesting things and beautiful clothes, and often send her all kinds of delicious food, Ruizhu and Du Baoyi often flatter her and invite her out of the palace to play.

As for the outside of the palace, she only has a little respect for her grandfather and uncle.

The rest of the people are in front of anyone, no matter inside or outside the palace, she has never cared about anyone, nor has she taken anyone seriously, and she kills and scolds her slaves at will.

As for whether they will end badly, what does it have to do with her? Life and death have life and wealth in the sky, and they are born lowly, so they should be like dogs and slaves.

But the old woman in front of her gave her a sense of closeness and admiration that she had never felt before for the first time in her life.

Mingzhu was shocked, how could this be possible, this old woman was a slave at first glance, she was born to serve people, and she only deserved to be humiliated and scolded by her, how could she get close to this kind of person?!

If the queen mother and Concubine Lu knew, I don't know how angry and disappointed she should be, and the queen mother would scold her for losing her identity and being willing to be cheap!

If everyone knows that she has a close and envious affection for a minion, I am afraid that she will become a joke in the entire capital!

But the experience of this time told her that this old woman was the softest-hearted and best talkative person here, and she still had to count on her to live a little better.

If she dares to scold her, beat her, bite her, she will be hungry, and even beaten, very painful and painful

Mingzhu was very conflicted for a while, and didn't know what attitude to treat the old woman, so she was silent and did not move.

Soon she found that the bedding had been replaced with a new one, and she had also changed into a clean, warm and comfortable jacket, although it was like the same material as the minion's clothes, it was much warmer and more comfortable.

Forget it, she reluctantly accepted it, let's wear it together.

No matter how luxurious her old clothes were, they were already dirty and smelly, and they were crumpled like rags, and she had had enough of them! The new futon was made of coarse cloth, but it was clean and warm.

It doesn't seem so hard to accept.

Ah, this old woman seems to have bathed her, and her body is no longer sticky and itchy

She doesn't seem to be the same as the minions in the palace.

Mingzhu soon sensed that something was wrong, stretched out a touch and screamed loudly, and soon began to cry again, sounding very sad.

Mother Lin was startled, and hurriedly shouted loudly, speaking incoherently in a panic:

"Pearl! How about you? What's uncomfortable? Tell Grandma! Don't scare me! ”

Mingzhu was still crying very sadly, almost out of breath, at this time, Feiying's mother-in-law and Xiaojun hurried over when they heard the news, and Qingling followed closely.

Everyone was very nervous, and Feiying's mother-in-law looked at it a few times but was angry:

"If you have something to say, your father and mother are not dead, why are you crying? Do you want to be pumped again? ”