Chinese Ancient Hair Novels & Stories

"Believe me, you are fit to take the path of the enchanting, gorgeous and domineering queen! First of all, you have to change this rigid black straightness. You have too little hair. Do you know how ugly it is? Anyway, if you arrive at the barber shop tomorrow, you will listen to me! " Jiang Yanran thought, if you can't see people, it's a big deal to bring a hat, so appointed to open the mouth, "Always, you don't let me dye green hair, what else do you want to do!" "Are you sure? Would I like you to cut your hair short? "Asked Yip Wan-wan. Jiang smiled, "I don't even want anyone else, and I feel bad for the hair I left for him?" Ye Wan nodded satisfactorily, "Good! Ru Zi can teach! "

“Headaches, neck pain, all this… hair ritual?” Rosie laughed, “Oh, no. Aristocratic women don’t have hair like yours in the first place. Peasant-born girls like us get thick curls, a wild mane, texture with personality. The blue-blooded women? They’re selected through generations of arranged marriages and beauty standards so strict they basically bred themselves into having identical fine, straight strands. No waves, no curls, no texture. It’s their pride. Their beautiful thin, silk-like hair that tangles if you breathe too strongly near it.” I blinked. “Is that actually a sign of nobility?”

I blinked at the woman as she got more and more excited the more she talked. "I don't think I like the idea of my body being poked and prodded at," I said simply, my brows frowning. "I also got you an appointment with their hairstylist to blow dry your hair and curl it for you." "What are we waiting for then?" I asked, with newfound excitement. My hair was mostly easy to deal with but I couldn't remember the last time I had the curls professionally tended to. "For me, I'm assuming." I turned to see a very beautiful Chinese woman walking towards us. Her hair was as straight as a board as it rested on her shoulders, over the black jumpsuit she was wearing. Her eyes were a light brown color and

I was talking to a potential criminal like she was a friend from high school. But she was so old and looked so sweet and had the prettiest hair. I aspired to have her kind of confidence. Here I was, in my thirties and never even plucking up my courage to get my hair dyed in any other color which strayed two shades away from my original brunette waves, and then there was this ancient woman, at least in her seventies - if not in her eighties - with the most punky looking hair out there.

“Where is your hair?” The simple and straightforward question made Jian Jianan’s heart tremor. She then produced a tied-up strand of hair from her bag. “It’s here. Listen, my hair is very precious to me. I now pass it to you as a gift. You must keep it well so when I am old, and all my hair has fallen out, you can bring this out again for me to wear as a wig!” Watching Jian Jianan still have the mood to smile, Gu Mocheng felt enraged. If he had not restrained himself to the extreme, he would strangle the girl in front of him!

"Aunt Zhang, sister Ruoshi, I sold all the hair to Bo Sen. He is the head-subduing master from Nanyang. He used Li Ruoxue's hair to subdue Li Ruoxue." Zhang Kaihao said to Zhang Shuyun and Li Ruoshi. After saying these words, Zhang Kaihao seemed to have died once, and he was stunned in an instant. Zhang Shuyun was stunned when she heard that. She looked at Li Ruoshi, and Li Ruoshi also looked at her. Both of them were shocked. Although Li Ruoshi didn't know that Zhang Shuyun was selling Li Ruoxue's hair before, she knew it today. If Zhang Kaihao hadn't said it himself, Li Ruoshi wouldn't have believed that such a dangerous thing would happen.

Jasmine POV: I opened that potli bag and inside was a long Kanzashi A Kanzashi are hair ornaments that are very commonly used in traditional hair ties at many eastern kingdoms… I remember this because when I used to work as maid in royal castle of kingdom ‘Tallis’ there were numerous situations where I used to help mistress, princess and even sometimes royal women guest to get dress with their royal gowns. There were many times when I had used such long hair ornaments while fixing their hairs in smoothing yet stiff bun.

His mother wore a beautiful red and green robe while his sister wore an elegant flashy yellow and white robe. Si Nan’s hair flowed down her back with series of headpins to adorn her hair looking like a younger copy of their mother Gu Mengshu who had only one hairpin securing her ponytail, even though she dressed her hair plainly, the hair still gave her small oval face a youthful look, she wore an indifferent expression while Si Nan looked excited.

Reign said but I just couldn’t get the image of them using their weapons and then putting them back into their hair blood and all. After about an hour of preening my hair and taming the wild locks, I was shocked they somehow turned my wild and uncontrollable curly black locks into a shiny and straight-shoulder shiny look. My hair was pulled back into a low pony that sat off of my right shoulder with the knot twisted with an extension of my hair. She had somehow taken a small section of hair and braided it back to look like a crown over the top of my head. Over the left portion above my left ear was a woven silver chain that started in a cusp that wove around the braid and down into the knot

Toya then sniffed him. “You reek of shampoo. You have trouble getting this stuff off?” Toya said and sniffed again. “Is this herbal?” “How did this happen? You smell like Nuying’s homemade shampoo.” Xianliang said. “Nuying doesn’t even have real hair. How do you know that?” Cai Kang said slightly disgusted. “I live there too. She made it for Wencheng. I use that stuff too, you know.” Xianliang retorted.