"Exactly, you don't have any maids by your side, do you?"
Zhu Yu's face darkened instantly; he understood immediately. "Chu" meant he was still a virgin who had never tasted meat.
"I am a man of pure character, how could I possibly have a maidservant by my side!"
“Oh…I see.” Lu Xiaoyun raised an eyebrow. “You’re keeping yourself pure and virgin for Ren Yong’an’s sake, right? Tsk tsk, you’re really devoted.”
"Lu Xiaoyun! Why do you have to mock me again!" Zhu Yu shouted angrily, enduring the waves of cramping pain in his stomach. If he hadn't been so weak from the pain, he would have loved to slap her.
However, judging from what she said, it probably wasn't poisoning.
Lu Xiaoyun surrendered: "It's my fault, it's my fault, I shouldn't have mentioned her. But what you had wasn't poisoning, it was menstruation, which is what women have every month."
Kui Shui, Zhu Yu understood, and his lips twitched.
Then his face turned even darker.
Being a woman is so troublesome.
Zhu Yu gritted his teeth and asked, "Every month?"
"Um!"
"Is this how it will keep bleeding?"
"Hmm!" I have to scare him a little, otherwise he'll act all high and mighty every day.
"Then, how many days will it take to get better?"
Lu Xiaoyun thought for a moment. The original owner's period was probably five or six days. Actually, the flow was heavier in the first three days, and there was hardly any flow in the last two days. If it were modern times, a panty liner would last for two hours.
"Seven days!"
Zhu Yu's eyes widened in shock. "Seven days! Seven days a month? Seven days of pain? Seven days of bleeding? Won't you bleed to death? Lu Xiaoyun, give me back my body!"
Lu Xiaoyun raised an eyebrow and spread her hands: "What can we do? We can't exchange them."
Zhu Yu clutched his stomach, panting heavily with anger. Who was it? Who was the fool who called Lu Xiaoyun here? Where was Li Feng? How could that little girl take so long to go to the kitchen?
You've been gone for so long!
Zhu Yu gritted his teeth.
Lu Xiaoyun, having laughed enough, no longer wanted to tease Zhu Yu: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's just that your stomach hurts on the first day. I'll have Li Feng make you a hot water bottle later. You can put it on your stomach to warm it up, and then drink some red ginger soup and it won't hurt so much."
"Also, what comes out is all dirty blood, and it won't keep flowing. There will be more for the first day or two, and then it will gradually decrease. It won't kill anyone, otherwise there would be no women in this world."
"Also, get up, I'll put your menstrual pad in for you. The sheets and blankets on the bed are all soiled by you, so they need to be changed."
Zhu Yu's face flushed red instantly, and he asked her to change her menstrual belt.
Zhu Yu wailed.
But even if he doesn't let her do it, he doesn't know how. There's blood flowing from that spot, what can he use to stop it?
He should just die.
Lu Xiaoyun went to the closet where the clothes were kept and rummaged through it, and then...
Then Zhu Yu saw Lu Xiaoyun pull something out of the cabinet. It was a wide strip of cloth in the middle that could just cover that spot, with two thin straps on either side.
Although Lu Xiaoyun knew that it was an ancient menstrual belt, she didn't know how to use it, but she was still more knowledgeable than Zhu Yu.
So she gestured on the man's body, wondering how to tie the two thin straps of that thing.
He gestured as he walked toward Zhu Yu.
Upon seeing this, Zhu Yu's forehead veins were practically bulging, and he let out a howl, "No!"
He doesn't want this thing constricting that area!
He would rather lie in bed like a corpse for seven days.
Upon hearing the commotion outside, Jiang Chuan waved his hand and swiftly led his guards away.
The princess's screams clearly indicated she was in pain.
As for where it hurts...
Hehe, although I haven't married yet, I've read quite a few novels during the two months I've been back in Shengjing.
Back in the military, even a bunch of rough-and-tumble guys had seen those little notebooks before.
To this day, there's still a little notebook with vivid descriptions under my pillow.
Your Highness, please be gentle.
Inside the room, Zhu Yu kept shrinking into the huge bed, saying, "You, you, you, don't come any closer! I, I, I don't want this thing!"
I'd rather die than accept that!
Lu Xiaoyun's tightly pursed lips were about to burst out laughing; she wanted to laugh too: "Stop it! Seven days, seven days already! If you stay in bed every day, you'll wash the bed away!"
Zhu Yu suddenly stopped, his whole body stiffening. It was coming again. A warm current came from there, extending to his buttocks, making most of his buttocks feel warm.
ah……!
He really wants to die right now!
After a while, Zhu Yu gave up struggling, closed his eyes, and resignedly let Lu Xiaoyun fiddle with him.
"Gently, gently, it's too tight, it hurts, ouch, are you sure you don't know what you're doing? You've gone all the way in, relax a little."
Jiang Chuan hated his ears; his hearing was too damn good. "Your Highness, what kind of lewd words are you spouting? How could a lowly servant like me possibly understand?"
The group of guards also looked grim. Forget it, let's get lost.
So this time, the roles were reversed, and the guards pulled Jiang Chuan away.
So far away that even their master couldn't hear anything coming from Feixue Garden.
After a stick of incense had burned, it was finally done. Only then did Zhu Yu formally examine the bed he had messed up.
Cough cough, the blood on half the bed sheet looks like a murder scene.
What a terrible thing!
His Highness Prince An has completely lost face.
Lu Xiaoyun took out clean sheets and blankets from the cabinet and made the bed again.
Zhu Yu stood by the bed, not daring to move.
Even if I don't move, a warm current flows down from my lower abdomen, swishing and swishing. That's it, what good is that rag?
He slowly, very slowly turned around, his backside facing Lu Xiaoyun: "Lu Xiaoyun, can you check for me if it's showing?"
Lu Xiaoyun spread out the quilt, turned around, pulled up Zhu Yu's skirt, and looked her over: "Nothing."
Zhu Yu had a bitter face: "It's still leaking, how can it still be leaking? Are you sure it's not leaking?"
"Zhu Yu, you're standing up. Even if you were leaking, shouldn't it be running down your thighs? Can you feel it?"
Zhu Yu carefully checked and found that there really wasn't any.
I feel a little relieved.
Zhu Yu carefully moved to the bedside step by step, kicked off his embroidered shoes and got into bed. He felt it was safer to lie in bed.
"This thing needs to be changed frequently, right? How often should it be changed?"
Lu Xiaoyun scratched her head. She didn't know either. When her flow was heavy, she would change her sanitary napkins about once an hour. During her period, she would probably have to change them more frequently: "About an incense stick's time."
"..."
Zhu Yu was beyond words. Each time he changed an incense stick, he had to change it again. Wouldn't that mean that before his body was restored, he would be either changing his menstrual belt or on his way to change it for those seven days every month?
That'll kill him!
Unable to contain his curiosity, Zhu Yu asked, "Is this how women always are?"
Lu Xiaoyun raised an eyebrow, her eyes crinkling at the corners, her beautiful eyes sparkling: "If you get pregnant, you won't have a baby during the ten months it's in your belly."
Zhu Yu: "..." He pretended not to ask.
Lu Xiaoyun chuckled and gave Zhu Yu, who was curled up on the bed, a lecherous look in her eyes: "So, do you want me to help you...?"
Zhu Yu: "Get lost!"
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