The lingering fragrance of dinner still seemed to rest on the tip of the tongue, though it was now replaced by the refined scent of mung bean flour soap. Han Zhi had changed into a soft, clean, plain-colored undergarment. His hair was half-dry, hanging loosely over his shoulders, carrying the crisp moisture of a bath and a hint of languor as he shuffled in soft-soled cloth shoes into the bedroom.
Su Zhen had also bathed and changed. She sat before the vanity table, leaving Yueping to tend to her hair. Not wishing to disturb them and taking advantage of Su Zhen's inattention, Han Zhi slipped quietly into the room, teasing the children while watching the scene with a smile.
Yueping moved with great care, terrified of pulling her mistress's hair, and occasionally asked in a low voice, "Madam, shall I smooth it out here once more?" Su Zhen would give a soft murmur of assent or shake her head slightly.
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