Journey to the West: The Making of a Holy Monk
Chapter 442

Aren't You Going to Ask Who?

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In the side hall on the left, a bronze mirror had already been set out, with combs, hairpins, and rouge arranged neatly across a table. Several sets of red clothes hastily sent over by the Wardrobe Bureau hung beside the screen.

Pipa had just sat down before the mirror when A-Hu stepped behind her to gather up her loose hair. A female official picked up a wooden comb and worked upward little by little from the ends. Looking at the long hair hanging in the mirror, she could not help smiling. "Miss, you have such lovely hair."

Pipa glanced into the bronze mirror, reached up to touch the ends of her hair, and nodded with a smile.

The official was just about to part her hair when a voice suddenly came from next door.

"Pipa?"

Everyone in the room paused at once.

A-Hu looked toward the wall first, while the other female officials all turned to Pipa.

Pipa closed her eyes briefly, then answered with a soft laugh, "I'm here."

The room next door immediately fell quiet.

The corners of A-Hu's mouth lifted.

Pipa saw it perfectly clearly in the bronze mirror.

"If you want to laugh, laugh."

"I wasn't."

"Today, you have to laugh out loud!"

A-Hu nodded and laughed. The officials beside her lowered their heads and joined in, and in the end, even Pipa could not hold back.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

True Immortal Ruyi sat on a stool, with Little White Dragon standing behind him to tie his hair up again. Sha Wujing held a damp cloth, while Bajie squatted in front of a pile of red clothes, rummaging through them.

Only after hearing that "I'm here" from next door did True Immortal Ruyi sit straight again.

Bajie glanced back at him.

"True Immortal."

"Hmm?"

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