The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone through the window frame and hit the counter. A beautiful woman lay on the table and slept soundly. The sun shone on her crystal clear face. The moment the woman's eyelashes touched the sunlight, she trembled slightly...

My head slowly turned in one direction, and continued to fall asleep with the sunlight on my back.

Outside the door, Chunlan and Xia He were holding washing utensils in their hands and guarding the sides. They didn't dare to disturb the lady before she woke up.

Because Sister Taohong came to tell them early in the morning that the lady was busy all night last night and was fiddling with drawings. She drew and threw them, and continued to design them. She didn't twitch around all night, and she was so tired that she almost kowtowed and fell asleep.

Until dawn, Lin Qianqian threw down her feather stems and lay on the table, and fell asleep with her eyes closed. Taohong saw that she was so tired, but she didn't let her lie on the bed. She just let her sleep. Taohong covered the door and went back to her room. She passed by Chunlan and her two rooms and told them about this and told them not to call the lady too early.

Chunlan and the other two were talking when they saw a handsome man tiptoing toward each other.

"Young Master Yuwen." Sister Chunlan bowed.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Lin Qianqian told her before having a meal last night that she should try to call him the young master in front of others. She also told them that Yuwen Huang is now just a young master from a merchant family.

"She hasn't woken up yet?" Yuwen Huang said softly. He didn't sleep well last night, and he hugged the quilt in the corn pile in the warehouse for a night. The corn kernels made him unable to sleep soundly, so he tossed and turned all night. In addition, messy scenes kept coming out of his mind - including Lin Qianqian's every frown and smile.

Lin Qianqian frowned, he frowned, stretched his brows again, and couldn't help but turn around.

Lin Qianqian smiled, and he laughed loudly, closed the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but turn over again.

One night, he just half asleep and half awake, like a pancake, tossing and turning, and vaguely heard dogs barking and chickens crowing in the middle of the night, and snoring from Ling Ye not far away.

"I'll go in and see her." Yuwen Huang smiled and pushed open the door.

Chunlan and the others wanted to stop it too late because the man had already entered the door and closed it again.

"Oh... Master Yuwen, you can't..."

Before Xia He could finish his words, Chunlan covered her mouth.

Chunlan blinked her playful eyes and whispered: "Why are you so unwitted? Don't worry, Mr. Yuwen won't do anything to the lady? Besides, he is not the lady's opponent."

Xia He was still unaware of it and said, "But this is the lady's boudoir. How can men other than father and brother go in randomly?"

Chunlan almost poked the stupid girl to death. "Silly, we want to create a chance for Mr. Yuwen and Miss..."

Xia He then reacted and nodded: "Then should we wake up the lady?"

"Okay, you shut up quickly, stop talking, just pretend I have never said anything." Chunlan felt that her sister was simple enough.

When Yuwen Huang entered the room, he smelled a faint fragrance, like jasmine, or like a lotus, exactly the same as Lin Qianqian's body fragrance.

On the table under the windowsill, the woman's sleeping face was covered with sunlight, and the bun on her hair was scattered, and a wooden hairpin fell to the ground beside her.

The messy black hair actually added a charming beauty to the woman. The man was stunned for a moment and held his breath, afraid of waking up the sleeping beauty.

After walking over with a light foot, Yuwen Huang picked up the wooden hairpin, picked up a pinch of the woman's long hair that reached her waist, and played with it carefully...

Suddenly, a slender hand grabbed his wrist and the woman's voice sounded. "What do you... want to do?"

Lin Qianqian looked at Yuwen Huang who seemed to be "ungotten". She looked at him holding a wooden hairpin in his hand and blurted out: "It's just a wooden hairpin, it can't kill me."

"I don't have the motivation to kill you, I just want to comb your hair with my own hands, just a black hair...." Yuwen Huang said, holding the wooden hairpin in his hand tightly.

"Ha... Can a dignified prince also have a woman's hair bun?"

"If you don't believe it, you can try it." Yuwen Huang smiled.

Only then did Lin Qianqian realize that she was trapped.

So I can only let Yuwen Huang do evil on her "head".
Chapter completed!