Chinese Ancient Hair Novels & Stories

He moved over next to the bed which held a stack of clothes, seeing as it was right next to his bed, it was most likely for him, he picked up the clothes and proceeded to put them on, the pants were just pants but caused him some confusion as the robes and the tunics went down almost to his knees, thankfully putting on the armor seems to be easy, unfortunately, his hair couldn't be said the same for, he had long black hair, and by long he meant all the way to his middle back long. He sighed mournfully, the hair treatment in ancient times was not ideal for males, simply because all the hair products were made to smell flowery and he would lose all respect if he used them, the emperor, on the

Bai Wei said, "These are childhood memories, very precious, you are now young, do not understand the value, when you have a child in the future, you will know." After saying that, she lifted up a red pouch as if offering a treasure, and said with a melting smile, "The fetal hair you shaved when you were full moon is also there." "Hahahahahaha! ......" Mu Zi held the cardboard box and laughed. Murong Cheng: "......" Bai Wei added, "Zi Zi, don't laugh at your brother, you have it too, I've saved both of your birth hairs well." "Thanks mom! Hahaha ......"

The obsession in his heart suddenly receded like the tide and he came to his senses. He took a step back and coughed lightly to ease his embarrassment. He thought to himself, "Why do I keep having this inexplicable feeling recently? I'm really crazy. I don't lack women." Mo Feitong picked up the hair string and returned it to her. "Don't keep doing this kind of hairstyle in the future. You look like a Taoist priest. Also, don't wear such colored clothes. It looks like I'm going to get you a peach wood sword."

There was a total of ten beads, with eight in the middle and one on each end. “Mother-In-Law, I do not have much. So please take this hair tie as a wedding gift. It is made form fine silk, and is black in color. There are two fibers of gold that run along the edges, to help keep it together. The jade beads help keep the silk tight and prevent it from coming undone.” X bowed as he stretched out his arms to present the hair tie to his Mother-In-Law.

The girl answered shyly as she was not familiar with Zhu Wushang just yet. Zhu Wushang nodded in acknowledgment while a smile never faded from his face and then looked at the other troublemaker. The other one uses a red spirit jade hairpin with a long small braid tucked at the back of her head with spirit red jade hairpin. Her eyes were like a starry sky and were full of curiosity and mischief. It was obviously his eyes, as other than his eyes all of her faces were featured after Liu Xiling. It was clear that this girl is the product of love between him and Liu Xiling.

She ran her fingers through Fang Wei Wei's mid-back length black hair, and suddenly remarked, " Wei Wei, your hair has grown so long. Why don't I cut it for you?" "Wife, Wei Wei looks so beautiful in long hair. She looks more feminine. Aren't you used to say when she has short hair as she was a child that people might think she is a boy? Why do you want her to cut it short?" " What do you know about fashion? It's trendy now to have short hair or to have half-shaved hair." " No way! " Mr. Fang stood quickly and pulled Fang Wei Wei to his side. He protectively hugged her shoulders,

Bai Rouyan asked as she watched Qingxi drying her hairs, looking as if she came out of the shower not long ago. "I just took a quick shower, not a bath that takes time." Qingxi smiled before going back to drying her hair. "Wait. Don't rub at them like that. You are doing it very roughly." Bai Rouyan said before depositing her materials on the bed and taking more like snatching the towel from Qingxi's hands. "I don't even understand, how you can keep such long and strong hairs when you treat them like this." Bai Rouyan grumbled, looking at her hairs that only reached her mid-back while Qingxi's hairs were reaching her mid-thighs.

She could see healthy black hair, and he trembled slightly and fell silent. She started to dry and massage her husband's hair slowly and gently, taking pleasure in the shampoo's scent as she worked through his black hair. As she did so, she noticed two swirls of hair on Davino's head, which made her smile to herself. Ancient parents believed that if a youngster had a swirl of hair on his head, he would grow up to be a decent and obedient person. A child with two swirls of hair on his head, however, will be mischievous and irritating.

Chloe interrupted, her voice tinged with a mix of nostalgia and longing. "Tell me about them," Max urged, his eyes full of genuine curiosity. Chloe let out a wistful sigh, her mind drifting back to the past. She could vividly picture her mother's dark, curly hair. "My mom had an abundance of stubborn curls," she chuckled. "I think it was because she was a bit old-fashioned and preferred spending hours in front of the mirror, brushing and complaining, rather than getting them treated. I used to tease her, telling her that my hair would never grow as tangled as hers."

he told her. “No,” she shook her head and touched her hair. “My hair is my dowry, Sir Knight. It is worth a fortune. If we manage to preserve the magic whilst making its length manageable, that is. A strand of my hair can close any wound without a scar, reattach limbs, and much, much more…” “In that case,” Liam looked at Aien. “Let’s do this.”