Moon Shadow Pierces the Sky, Bringing Death

This little flower was pale yellow, its stem slender, swaying gently in the breeze with a charm all its own...

"What is it?"

Yao Gu slowly raised her gaze, a strange light in her eyes. "Lie down. I'll comb your hair!"

Comb his hair?

Lin Su was startled...

Combing one's hair was no trivial matter...

Among the folk customs of Modern Society, there was a saying: a man's head and a woman's feet could be looked at, but not touched!

What did that mean? A man's head was precious, and a woman's thighs were precious.

Members of the opposite sex should not touch them lightly.

Though this world had no such folk saying, its rules were only stricter.

Never mind a woman's thighs; even passing an object between men and women required them to avoid physical contact.

As for a man's head, it was even less something one could casually touch.

In such a social setting, combing someone's hair carried an entirely different meaning.

Even when Sister Chen, Luyi, and Cui Ying had combed Lin Su's hair for the first time, they had all been somewhat embarrassed. In their eyes, combing one's husband's hair was basically treatment reserved for a proper Young Madam—excluding servant girls whose specific profession was hairdressing.

And now, Yao Gu had directly offered to comb his hair!

Lin Su's heart jolted. He raised his eyes and met Yao Gu's gaze. He understood what that look meant: there was danger!

He slowly lay down. Though he closed his eyes, his Primordial Spirit swept the surroundings and found nothing unusual...

What was going on?

A thread of sound slipped into his ears. "There is something on your head. Something extremely dangerous! I'm not sure where it is, so I need to search slowly. Nor am I sure whether