The General's Darling Is Delicate-Chapter 69: Full of Enthusiasm

The scarcity of resources in Bianliao was real.

Not only was there a food shortage, but even water resources were insufficiently supplied.

Of course, the royal family was an exception.

The General Mansion controlled the lifeline of Bianliao and lacked nothing.

But Yelyu Lie was different from other spoiled brats; he grew up in military camps and understood the value of resources.

Even though the General Mansion had everything, he never squandered anything.

The servants in the mansion, influenced by him, maintained a frugal lifestyle even when the General was away for long periods.

However, all this seemed to change with the arrival of the marriage-bound Little Princess from the Central Plains.

The General first slaughtered a chicken for her, while many in the mansion were envious, since they only got two eggs during festive occasions.

Later, because of her grand feast, treasures stored in the warehouse were directly brought to her room.

So, what does it matter if they take a bath?

The General even personally bathed that unlucky little White Wolf!

Over there, Qiao’er just conveyed the Little Princess’s desire to take a bath.

Barrels of hot water were brought from all corners of the mansion.

Even Qiao’er’s status soared within the mansion; no one treated her as a little rascal anymore and instead inquired about the Little Princess’s likes.

Especially those women who had long coveted the position of cook in the small kitchen, they desperately wanted to know the Little Princess’s favorite foods.

The General pampered her so much—if they could please the Little Princess’s palate with their cooking, they might finally ascend to the small kitchen!

On this, Qiao’er firmly sided with Mother Ye.

The foods she mentioned, those women had never heard of: leeks, potatoes, tomatoes...

What in the world are these!

After Qiao’er cheerfully finished the battle, inside the room, Yun Chunnuan had already shed her clothes and started bathing.

During the bath, she encountered a big issue: the ancient cleaning tools all looked like dung balls—a black, clumped mass.

Yun Chunnuan picked it up for a look; Qiao’er called this thing "pig fungus," saying only wealthy families could use it.

She recalled that in the countryside, her grandmother often made soap, claiming it was clean, hygienic, and money-saving.

At that time, she thought her grandmother was stingy. Now, in retrospect, her grandmother was a hidden expert—a lucky star!

The ingredients for homemade soap should be available in this era!

Once the bath was done, get right to it!

Also, make some toothpaste powder!

Thinking this way, Yun Chunnuan felt invigorated while bathing.

After roughly half an hour, the fragrant and spotless Little Princess was fresh out of the bath.

Her hair was long, almost reaching her waist—black, shiny, and thick.

With wet hair, Yun Chunnuan casually found a thicker cloth to drape over her shoulders, wiping her hair while opening the door.

She intended to urge Qiao’er to wash her hair too, but the girl exaggeratedly shouted upon seeing her.

It was all those not-so-colorful compliments that praised her as unparalleled.

Yun Chunnuan was now able to remain calm and composed upon hearing them.

After Qiao’er finished speaking, she pointed to one still steaming bucket, urging, "Your hair is about to become a tangled mess, hurry up and wash it. Only after washing can I design a hairstyle for you."

Qiao’er glanced at the water bucket, saw it was clean, and was immediately moved, "Princess! Did you leave this for me on purpose? Waah, Princess is so kind! I used to wash my hair with the water left by my dad and mom—it was so filthy! Princess actually..."

"Stop! I just didn’t use it all." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Qiao’er, that kid, is all good except for being a chatterbox! If you don’t stop her, she’ll chatter away all day.

She turned around, sat by the bronze mirror, "I’ll dry my hair while you wash yours, then we’ll go to the market."

Qiao’er was delighted again!

She loved going out to play, but unfortunately, she was a servant—without her master’s permission, what right did she have to go out?

Even if she did go out to play, she had no Silver to buy anything she liked.

Princess is so kind! Waah, waah! The Princess is too kind! She’ll never marry; she’ll just stick with the Princess forever!

Qiao’er washed her hair while Yun Chunnuan dried her hair.

By the time Qiao’er was done washing, Yun Chunnuan’s hair was half-dry.

At noon, when the sunshine was just right outside, Qiao’er pulled up a small stool and obediently waited for the Little Princess, scissors in one hand and comb in the other, to design her hairstyle.

Yun Chunnuan faced the opposite direction of the main door, carefully inspecting Qiao’er’s face and pondering what hairstyle would complement her facial flaws.

So focused, she didn’t even notice any movement outside.

But Qiao’er saw it, and she whispered in the Little Princess’s ear, "Princess, Second Madam is here again. Do you want to hide?"

Second Madam was tall and imposing, making the Little Princess look like a child in front of her—hardly a match.

The General was not in the mansion, so Qiao’er worried the Princess might suffer losses, prompting her to suggest she hide.

Yun Chunnuan paused, followed Qiao’er’s gaze, and glanced towards the door.

She saw Lian Qiao, whose face looked even more swollen, hiding at the main door and sneaking peeks inside.

When she saw the Little Princess looking over, she quickly hid behind the door.

"It’s alright." Yun Chunnuan neither hid nor avoided her peeking.

Instead, she stood boldly in the yard, letting her scrutinize.

If Yun Chunnuan focused on something, everything else would be disregarded.

Quickly, she thought of a hairstyle that perfectly suited Qiao’er—not requiring perm nor deliberate styling.

Qiao’er’s hair was thick, and her cheekbones were exceptionally wide, making her very suited to this hairstyle!

The Little Princess’s eyes shone brightly, completely ignoring the woman peeking outside.

"Qiao’er, will you mind if I cut a little of your hair?"

She had seen on TV that ancient people cared a lot about their hair. She didn’t know if Bianliao had this custom, so if Qiao’er disagreed, she’d think of another hairstyle.

"I don’t mind, but is that hairstyle really suitable for me? My mom said my face is big; whatever hairstyle is ugly!"

"Your mom’s nonsense; Qiao’er is clearly handsome and pretty. Wait, I’ll measure it out for you, see how it looks."

"Waah, waah..."

"Stop! If you keep showering me with exaggerated compliments, I won’t do it for you."

Just as Qiao’er started to wail, Yun Chunnuan stopped her, knowing what she was about to say.

Qiao’er’s mouthful of exaggerated compliments was stuck in her throat, yet she still didn’t understand what these compliments were.

"Princess, what are exaggerated compliments? Why would I want to puff out air? That stuff smells!"

"Pfft—"

Yun Chunnuan was amused by her...

The interactions between the mistress and servant in the courtyard were clearly observed by Lian Qiao.

She glanced at the girl next to her, whose eyes were lowered with cautious expression, and softly asked, "Wu’er, shall I design a hairstyle for you too?"