Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

Chapter 230: Damn bald donkey!

An Luhai guessed that Luo Xiaoran would not cooperate. After all, girls all love beauty. Besides, their hair and body are given by their parents. How can they just cut it?

But what he didn't expect was that Luo Xiaoran cared about whether he would find someone to harm her.

This Luo Xiaoran is really special, she is worthy of being the one chosen by the monk!

Thinking of this, An Luhai's eyes lit up, and he felt more and more that the monk's words were right. Luo Xiaoran's hair was the key to preserving the fetus.

"But the monk said that my two concubines must cut your hair personally." An Luhai tried to explain.

Luo Xiaoran raised her red lips and couldn't help laughing: "I am a country girl, which monk actually knows me and said that my hair can protect the fetus?

Lord An, you have read many books of sages and served as an official for many years, how could you be deceived by his words! "

An Luhai, however, turned a blind eye to Luo Xiaoran's ridicule and said, "How can the words of the great monk be false?" This sentence was almost unheard by everyone present.

"Just think I'm talking nonsense! But your hair must be cut by Yingchun and Qiuxiang. This is what the monk has repeatedly instructed."

Go to hell with your monks!

Where did this bald guy come up with such a funny lie? The key is that there are people who believe it. Luo Xiaoran really thinks An Luhai is possessed by evil spirits.

Anyway, she would not let two pairs of scissors be so close to her neck at the same time. She didn't trust any of the people here.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaoran pushed away Tu Ye who had been following her and strode out of the courtyard gate.

Someone immediately blocked the door. There were nearly a hundred people, including constables and servants, big and small. Fortunately, this courtyard could accommodate them.

Luo Xiaoran felt that An Luhai must be a corrupt official, otherwise how could he support so many people?

Turning to look at An Luhai, Luo Xiaoran provoked him:

"Master An, you have gathered so many people just to deal with a weak little woman like me. Aren't you being too cautious?"

An Luhai chuckled, stretched out his hand and stroked his black and white beard, quite proudly:

"This was also ordered by the monk."

Luo Xiaoran: ...

Don't let her know who that damn bald guy is, otherwise she will make him suffer!

A good man will not suffer a loss in front of him, and a man who achieves great things can bend and stretch.

Just cut your hair. It's better than fighting with a hundred people. At most she will be more careful and not let the scissors hit her neck.

Luo Xiaoran had just noticed that the two concubines were unstable and it was obvious that they had no time to spare. This discovery made her feel more at ease.

With a cold snort, Luo Xiaoran quickly walked to the empty chair in the middle, crossed her legs unhappily, her back straight, and her face cold as ice.

Yingchun and Qiuxiang saw the beautiful girl sitting down angrily and they were going to cut her hair, and they felt scared and hesitant.

What I’m afraid of is that the beautiful girl will get angry.

What makes me hesitant is that if a girl cuts her hair, doesn’t that mean she is going to become a nun?

Yingchun and Qiuxiang knew that cutting Luo Xiaoran’s hair was not a good idea, but how could they have the courage to resist An Luhai?

Not to mention asking them to cut Luo Xiaoran's hair, even if they had to shave all of Luo Xiaoran's hair, they would have to do it!

Hey! They really got it right!

Then, the two razors were handed to Yingchun and Qiuxiang respectively.

Luo Xiaoran naturally saw it as well, and she stood up suddenly, but was forced back into her seat by two pairs of hands pressing down on her shoulders.

"What do you mean, Lord An? Didn't you say you only wanted to cut two strands of hair? Why are you holding the razor?"

An Luhai had already walked slowly in front of Luo Xiaoran. "It is true that two strands will be cut, but we will start from the roots. Miss Luo, please rest assured that the hair on the back of your head will still be preserved."

"You two!" An Luhai called Yingchun and Qiuxiang, his voice much harsher than when he spoke to Luo Xiaoran:

"Cut Miss Luo's hair in front in two, shave off half each, and then put it in the brazier and burn it. Don't make any mistakes!"

The hair in the front is divided into two, and the hair at the back will still be kept...

Gan!

If this is the case, her hairstyle will become that of a Qing Dynasty prince!

This is too damaging to her image! I can't stand it!

Seeing that the two pretty concubines beside him were already under the threat of An Luhai, they trembled and raised the razors in their hands to hit her head.

Luo Xiaoran thought quickly and squatted down suddenly to break away from the hand on her shoulder. Then she rolled forward and came to An Luhai's side.

She grabbed An Luhai's ankles with both hands and twisted them, and An Luhai fell to the ground.

The two people who were pressing on her shoulders hit nothing, and without the support of Luo Xiaoran's shoulders, they almost fell forward due to inertia. They might have hit Yingchun and Qiuxiang, which would have been fatal.

The two of them quickly shifted their center of gravity backwards to stabilize their bodies, but at the same time they lost the opportunity to catch Luo Xiaoran.

At this time, Luo Xiaoran had already stood up, with her feet still on An Luhai's back.

You deserve it! I told you to hang around in front of me! I caught you!

"Master An," Luo Xiaoran increased the strength of her steps, "I will not sing with you in this play tonight. Please order your men to get out of the way. I need to go back and catch up on my sleep."

An Luhai's forehead was bulging with veins after eating a mouthful of dirt, but his voice still did not sound angry, and he did not feel like a hostage at all:

"It's just a matter of two strands of hair. I advise Miss Luo to cooperate, otherwise the safety of her family will be in jeopardy!"

Hearing this, Luo Xiaoran immediately became alert: "What did you do?"

"It's nothing. If Miss Luo cooperates, I will set off a firework and ask the people from Hexi Village to withdraw.

But if Miss Luo doesn't cooperate, not only will your family's lives be in danger, but you yourself won't be able to leave this yard!"

As soon as An Luhai finished speaking, more than a dozen servants holding bows and arrows rushed out from the courtyard room, all drawing their bows and arrows. Of course, the sharp arrows were all pointed at Luo Xiaoran who was stepping on An Luhai.

Luo Xiaoran's heart skipped a beat and she quickly pulled An Luhai up from under her feet and put him in front of her, but it was of no use as she also had a bow and arrow behind her.

"Lord An is really thoughtful. He even arranged archers for a little girl like me. Isn't he taking me too seriously?"

Although she was very panicked, she would not let An Luhai be proud of himself, as she would rather lose the battle than the opponent.

"Hahaha!" An Luhai laughed.

"The monk predicted that you would hold me hostage, and he was the one who reminded me to prepare the archers. Do you still think it's ridiculous to use hair to protect the pregnancy?"

Luo Xiaoran had a headache, and she tightened her grip on An Luhai's collar:

"Can you tell me who this monk is? I really want to visit him and ask him if he has eaten too much salt and is so bored! Is it fun to tease me like this?

In your time, isn't hair used for love knots or in witchcraft? How can it be used to protect the fetus? I've never heard of it!"