Chapter 165: A little scared

He Yunxiao thinks that after getting married, it is okay for him to get up earlier and help his wife dress after a hard night.

But now it is not a question of helping her dress, but a more serious problem is in front of He Yunxiao.

Nanzhu, his wife, seems not to be able to dress herself.

It sounds outrageous at first, but after thinking about it carefully, it suddenly feels quite reasonable.

No matter how bad she is, she is still the eldest princess. No matter how poor the Linxuan Palace is, there are still several maids serving her. Maybe Xing'er helped her dress from childhood to adulthood.

Now Xing'er is not here, then...

He Yunxiao asked with his eyes closed as agreed: "Nanzhu, can't you dress yourself?"

"Xing'er said that Nanzhu is the eldest princess. The eldest princess does not need to dress herself."

He Yunxiao was speechless.

Indeed.

That's the truth.

Even if Nanzhu can dress herself and solve the problem of dressing herself, she may still be scolded.

But He Yunxiao thought about it carefully and felt it was wrong.

She is married, so she doesn't help her husband dress?

Later, He Yunxiao realized that he had narrowed his mind.

First, Nanzhu may not have planned to get married before. Secondly, as long as the Meng family does not fall, the eldest princess will be served after she gets married, and the prince consort dare not let the princess serve him.

He Yunxiao closed his eyes, although he could judge the approximate position of Nanzhu's wife by listening to the sound. But listening is just that. How can he dress Nanzhu without opening his eyes?

"Nanzhu, I can't dress you without opening my eyes."

"You, what if you see it?"

He Yunxiao was about to say, it's just a little goldfish, I saw it all.

But he soon realized that he couldn't fool around.

He went to Linxuan Palace at 7 or 8 in the morning. He thought that he was not in a hurry because he went so early. As a result, he waited for Nanzhu in Linxuan Palace for a while, then left the palace, took a carriage to the Hefu Villa, and changed clothes...

He was dawdling until almost noon.

He Yunxiao was not here to take Nanzhu shopping today, he also had to investigate the conditions for issuing the "supermarket card".

"Nanzhu, I can't see anything with my eyes closed, so I can't help you dress. If I open my eyes, you're afraid I'll see. How about this, let's take a step back, I'll only open one eye to help you dress."

Meng Qingrou heard this plan and felt it made sense at first, but the more she thought about it, the more she thought about it, the more wrong it was.

What's the difference between opening one eye and opening two eyes!

However, Meng Qingrou herself didn't have any good ideas, she couldn't let He Yunxiao go back and find Xing'er now.

So...

She subconsciously protected her butt with her little hands.

This was too willful. Nanzhu couldn't be so willful.

In the end, Meng Qingrou had no choice but to bite her lips and said, "You, you said you only use one eye. Don't cheat."

He Yunxiao said quickly, "Yeah."

Meng Qingrou slowly stretched out her arms in the petals formed by the clothes.

She was still a little embarrassed, turned her face aside, and didn't dare to look at He Yunxiao.

"You come."

"Then I'll go over?"

"Yes."

"Is it okay to wear this one?"

"Yes."

"He Yunxiao..."

"Ah?"

"You, go slowly..."

"Oh, okay, go slowly."

This was the first time He Yunxiao had dressed a girl in his two lifetimes. And the clothes she wore were not modern clothes that were easy to wear, but rather complicated ancient clothes.

Although He Yunxiao had never helped others dress, he copied the steps and styles of the maid who helped him dress, and helped Nanzhu dress.

It must be said that Nanzhu's wife, who was only wearing a small dress, was like a blooming flower, soft and tender, with a fragrant smell.

When helping her dress, it was inevitable to get close to her. At this time, He Yunxiao would often greedily breathe in the medicinal fragrance of Nanzhu's wife.

The addictive smell entered from the nasal cavity, first reaching the throat, then continuing downward to the trachea, bronchi, segmental bronchi, and finally to the alveoli. Here, the smell fills into the blood and is carried by red blood cells throughout the body.

Quite comfortable.

It's not He Yunxiao's fault for being greedy, because the smell is really intoxicating. It's not a pure fragrance, but a kind of intoxicating smell with a bit of Chinese medicine. Maybe it's because of her constitution? Or because Nanzhu often stays in the pharmacy? Or because she grew up in a medicine jar?

How it came about is unknown, but now He Yunxiao is close to her and enjoys it to his heart's content.

In ancient times, women usually wore small clothes, middle clothes, and outer clothes on the upper body, and some had to wear a gauze dress on the outermost. The lower body is a skirt, with a belt tied at the top and some small decorations.

It's really beautiful, but it's also troublesome.

With his unique talent, He Yunxiao also struggled for half an hour before he finally helped Nanzhu's wife put on her clothes.

Finally, when tying the laces for Nanzhu's wife's skirt, He Yunxiao also ended it with a big bow.

Nanzhu's wife has a slender waist. If she doesn't use a big bow, the waist strap will be too much and it won't look good.

He Yunxiao thought of Nanzhu's wife's "just right grasping place", and then thought of her small hands that were neither too big nor too small, just right to be played with. Then he recalled her waist when he helped Nanzhu put on her clothes just now.

It seemed that it could be held by his hands.

It wasn't a very slender willow waist, but it was just right on her body, without a single mistake.

From "grasping place" to "small hands" to "waist", it seemed that every part was very suitable, so...

He Yunxiao soon had a bold idea that could only be understood by the heart. However, it was not the time to implement it yet, and he had to wait until the night of the wedding.

After putting on his clothes for a long time, He Yunxiao led Meng Qingrou, who was wearing a veil, back to the carriage.

Although it was almost noon, the shopping trip in Yinjing City had just begun.

The first stop to go was, of course, the "Little Fatty Dog Ceramic Shop" that Nanzhu's wife had been thinking about.

The original name of "Little Fatty Dog Ceramic Shop" was "Yaohui New Porcelain", which was opened on the busy north-facing commercial street in Yinjing City.

This commercial street is not far from Tingfeng Tower, and its positioning is slightly lower than that of Tingfeng Tower. It is also a high-consumption place, but there are few private customized products like Tingfeng Tower. There are more avant-garde and novel gadgets.

There are many shops like "Little Fatty Dog Ceramic Shop" on the commercial street that pursue appearance rather than practicality.

Nanzhu's wife's favorite "Little Fatty Dog Ceramic Base" appeared in this atmosphere.

Otherwise, a piece of wood can solve the problem of the porcelain base. Why bother to use ceramic animals to solve it?

There were many people in the commercial street, so the carriage of the Marquis' Mansion stopped outside the street and put He Yunxiao and Meng Qingrou down.

He Yunxiao got off the car first, and like before, he took a wooden ladder for Nanzhu's wife and waited for her to get off. As a result, Nanzhu's wife got stuck in the car.

To be precise, her little hand kept holding the door frame and didn't let go.

"Nanzhu?"

He Yunxiao felt that Nanzhu's wife was not right, so he asked, "What's wrong? Uncomfortable?"

Meng Qingrou held the door frame with her hand, and her voice was trembling.

"He Yunxiao..."

Although Nanzhu's wife did not call "Brother Yunxiao" as agreed, He Yunxiao could not care about these.

The safety and health of Nanzhu's wife is the first priority. It doesn't matter whether she hides her identity or not. If she feels uncomfortable, she should get out of the way.

He Yunxiao approached Meng Qingrou and found that she was trembling slightly.

"Nanzhu, are you feeling uncomfortable? Did you catch a cold while changing clothes?"

Meng Qingrou grabbed the door frame and said in a trembling voice: "He Yunxiao, there are so many people..."

He Yunxiao: "Ah?"