After bathing, the man sat lazily on the couch and Xiang Chong wiped his hair.
Seeing Ying Cailan coming in, he saluted to Chong: "Prince Concubine!"
Ying Cailan nodded and looked at Yan Peiyu: "Didn't you ask me to come back early? Now that I'm back early, aren't you happy?"
Yan Peiyu laughed.
He was holding a book and reading it, but when he saw her coming back, he put the book down.
Elegant posture and stunning appearance, just like a painting!
Ever since he had the Crown Princess, the Crown Prince was less likely to let his maids serve him.
For some unknown reason, after she pointed out her dissatisfaction with Qiu Ju last time, Yan Peiyu subconsciously cleared out the maids in the yard.
Except for Dongxue, the others who can stay are all Ying Cailan's people.
And Dongxue is not only a maid, but also Ying Cailan's personal bodyguard.
Ying Cailan didn't say anything else, which was particularly good: if she didn't like it, she would say it outright instead of keeping it in her heart.
Therefore, Yan Peiyu does not need to guess her thoughts, and it is very comfortable to get along with her.
He blinked and seemed to understand: "Students like Chu Xiao are very diligent and eager to learn. You ignore the protection of men and women, and people think you are delaying his study time!"
Although genius is given by God, if you don't work hard, you will not reach Chu Xiao's level.
The Six Arts of a Gentleman means that a young man wants to know astronomy and geography, be able to write poems and articles, understand music, chess, calligraphy and painting, be familiar with the art of war, and master the art of power and strategy...
etc.
Twelve hours a day, at least eight hours should be spent studying!
Don't ask how Yan Peiyu knew.
He had followed the prince since he was a child, and he saw that the prince was so diligent and studious. As the prince, he could only accompany him when he was studying.
Over time, it has become a habit.
After the marriage, a lot of time and energy were allocated to the Crown Princess, so that was another matter.
"You understand so well!" Ying Cailan smiled and dismissed Xiang Chong with a wave of his hand: "You go and rest, I'll do it."
She took over Xiang Chong's job and wiped Yan Peiyu's hair.
The young couple were the only ones left in the house.
The beautiful man under the lamp, with the candlelight flickering, is even more breathtakingly beautiful!
Waiting for Yan Peiyu to wipe her hair was something Ying Cailan didn't do before.
But later...
Interesting, ahem, you know!
He usually has a jade crown and tied hair, is a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade, and appears to be more dignified.
But once his hair was loose, his whole temperament changed.
Especially when they were alone, he looked like the reincarnation of a monster!
He was already good-looking, but a man had a tear mole at the corner of his eye. Under the dim light of the lamp, he looked very charming.
It can only be described in one word:
want!
He leaned on his left hand, as lazy as a beautiful leopard taking a nap!
"Yunwen is at Chu Xiao's place." Ying Cailan said while wiping his hair: "I heard that they live in the same room in the academy. It is conceivable that Chu Xiao must stay up late to read every night. Transform into a master, give Yunwen a small whip and supervise his homework!"
The little wife is taking care of her hair, so why does Yan Peiyu have any thoughts about reading?
He put the book back on the shelf, put his left hand on his ear, looked up at the person beside him, and said with a smile: "If you want, we can stay up late and fight every night, and I'll give you a whip! If it doesn't work, If so, you can do it for me!"
Ying Cailan: "..."
She really wasn't dirty, she actually understood it instantly!
Rather, he is an experienced driver!
So sexy!
Especially, looking so enchanting, using such seductive eyes, and saying such coquettish words!
It made her feel so itchy!
"Aren't you going to wipe your hair?" She curled her lips and asked.
Yan Peiyu chuckled: "You need to wipe it. If you sleep with wet hair, you will have a headache tomorrow."
Just when I thought he had calmed down, who knew, he said again: "Not only the hair, but also other places!"
Ying Cailan: "..."
What nonsense is this!
She glared, threw the towel in his face, turned around and left: "Wipe it yourself! I have to take a shower!"
Yan Peiyu laughed, pulled off the towel, and said in a loud voice: "Wash it quickly, I can't wait to be whipped!"
Ying Cailan: "..."
I can't help but slut you to death!
Really, Prince Kang and his wife are both very serious people, how could they give birth to such a boring son?
Where did this gene come from?
Or is Prince Kang also so glib in private?
It's more than October in Dijing, and the weather is already a bit cold.
Ying Cailan felt a little cold when she came out of the shower.
As she returned to her room, she asked: "Chuabei, didn't you make a lot of winter clothes last time? Please change the autumn clothes in my wardrobe quickly."
"Didn't I say that I was going to change a few days ago?" Chuan Bei said with a smile, "But before I changed, Qiuhu came. As you can see, the temperature has cooled down again today."
Ying Cailan thought about it too.
It is the Indian summer in October, when the weather is capricious and hot and cold, it is the season of ghosts.
Back in the room, Yan Peiyu's hair was almost wiped, and she was still sitting on the sofa reading a book.
Ying Cailan saw that he was only wearing a thin robe and asked: "The temperature has dropped. Are you not cold if you wear this little clothes? Don't get sick. Although you are recovering well now, you are still prone to falling due to the wind." !”
Seeing her return, Yan Peiyu put the book back on the shelf and responded: "When the heart is warm, the body will not be cold."
Ying Cailan: "..."
Can you stop treating her like a girl who understands you instantly?
She didn't go to the couch, feeling cold, so she got under the covers directly.
Of course, it was not yet Haishi, so she was not sleepy.
So, take out Shi Run’s notebook from under the pillow and continue studying!
Everyone was rolling, but she was the only one lying down, feeling unbalanced.
After a while, Yan Peiyu came over.
He sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "Do you feel cold?"
"The wind blew outside just now, and I feel cold." Ying Cailan responded casually.
Yan Peiyu put down the bed curtain and followed him up.
The disheveled hair brushed against Ying Cailan's face, with the smell of soapy scent remaining. She frowned slightly and asked, "Is your hair not dry? Just take it easy, or I will be unlucky again!"
It's a pity that in ancient times, there were no hair dryers!
They all have long hair, which is hard to take care of.
She had no doubt that many people were unwilling to wash their hair.
Especially in winter!
"Don't worry, the roots are dry enough." Yan Peiyu knew that she liked to quarrel with him, but in fact, her intention was to show concern.
He leaned his head over and said, "If you don't believe me, just touch it!"
Ying Cailan actually put down the notebook and reached out to touch it.
This ancient way of wiping hair is really considered dry if it can be done like this.
It's not a particularly cold day yet, so there's no need to use a charcoal oven for drying.
"Okay, let me pass."
After saying that, he looked back: "Where are my notes?"
Yan Peiyu had quick eyes and quick hands, and while she was touching her hair, she quickly stuffed her notebook back into the pillow!
"Don't look at it when the light is bad. You have to protect your eyes. These are my eyes!"
He leaned over and kissed her left and right eyes.
Ying Cailan: "..."
This man is so provocative!
