Chapter 218: You dare to serve me when you are having your period?
The Fourth Master couldn't help but tighten his grip on Wen Jiu a little bit, and with trembling fingers he felt Wen Jiu's breath. Finding that she was still breathing, the Fourth Master exhaled heavily.
Beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead, and the Fourth Master had no time to wipe them off before he began to search Wenjiu's body, wanting to see clearly where her wound was.
The Fourth Master was in a trance, recalling that midsummer fourteen years ago.
On a sunny day, his sixth brother came to take a nap with him. He smiled and said that he wanted to watch archery in the afternoon and wanted to touch his bow.
But after he fell asleep like that, the Fourth Master never heard him call "Fourth Brother" again.
The person who said he loved Fourth Brother the most and wanted to follow him around all day was right beside him, blood on the corner of his mouth, dead...
When Wen Jiu woke up from her daze, she felt a pair of large hands wandering all over her body.
"Master..." Wenjiu murmured in a daze.
[Master, wake up! Something's wrong with Emperor Star. I just detected that he's experiencing extreme mood swings. The space is completely gray and I can't see anything.]
[Ding~ Detecting Emperor Star's emotional vulnerability, a limited-time quest begins: Gain Emperor Star's Trust. Successfully harvest one Emperor Star Upgrade Heart within 20 minutes. Failure will result in a 50-day health deduction. Success will reward 10 Rebirth Flowers.]
A sudden thought hit Wenjiu's head, and he sobered up a bit. He turned to look at the Fourth Master, dazed. His handsome face was tense, his phoenix eyes staring at him with worry. Looking closely, the veins on the Fourth Master's forehead were bulging.
What did the system say, emotionally fragile state?
"Master, you're back?" Wenjiu asked softly.
"Yeah." The Fourth Master responded coldly, "Jiu'er, are you hurt?"
Wen Jiu met the Fourth Master's serious eyes and could not help but be stunned for a moment: "I'm not hurt."
The Fourth Master's brows were tightly knitted: "You are not feeling well." He said in a firm tone.
Wen Jiu shook his head gently: "Nothing is wrong, just... my waist is a little sore..."
Listening to the soft sound of warm wine, the Fourth Master's taut string loosened a little, his sword-like brows still furrowed: "Master, I smell blood..."
Wen Jiu looked at the Fourth Master who was looking at him worriedly, and couldn't help but feel a little soft in his heart.
The system detected that the Fourth Master was in a bad mood, but he was always worried about his health and hid his emotions so that no one could tell that he was feeling uncomfortable at all.
Wen Jiu couldn't help but rub her face against his big hand and said in a soft voice: "Jiu'er is fine, it's just that my period has come."
"Aunt?" The Fourth Master was stunned. "Who is that?"
"It's just...menstruation." Wen Jiu was still sleepy, his voice nasal, and he said softly, "Women are strange creatures who bleed for more than seven days every month and don't die... Don't worry, Master."
"Menstruation..." The Fourth Master murmured, "Does menstruation involve bleeding?"
Wen Jiu looked at the Fourth Master in surprise: "Master, don't you know?"
After all, he had been with several women before, so how could he not know what menstruation was?
Fourth Master: "...Should I know?"
He only knew that women couldn't serve him on certain days, saying they were unclean. But he didn't know what kind of uncleanness it was. He had never seen it, and he had no interest in understanding it.
Wen Jiu was silent for a moment. Sometimes she really doubted whether the Fourth Master had a woman before. It wasn't just this matter, it was the same in many aspects of his life. Even kissing him was so unfamiliar to him.
She simply took the Fourth Master's hand and covered her lower back, then put her arm around his neck: "Master, Jiu'er is really fine, just rub Jiu'er's waist and he'll be fine."
The worse you are in a bad mood, the more you need to find something to do.
If you are in a bad mood, you can drink some wine, clean your room, have a big meal, or put on some beautiful makeup to adjust your mood.
I wonder if doing this now will make Fourth Master feel better.
She couldn't help but look up at the Fourth Master and saw that his brows were still tightly knitted, but his hands were somewhat stiffly covering her waist, rubbing it seriously.
He still had a bracelet on his hand, which hurt the warm wine a little, but she didn't say anything. She just leaned in his arms and accompanied him quietly.
"Master, what are you doing? Hurry! Emperor Star is emotionally fragile and easily soothed. Hurry and say something nice, or do something to move him, and you'll get the Ten-Bead Rebirth Flower. We only have twenty minutes, so hurry."
Wenjiu leaned against the Fourth Master, unmoved.
She didn't want to take advantage of others. If the Fourth Master was a big boss, then he was absolutely qualified. Often, the benefits he gave himself were better than others.
On the contrary, I, as a concubine, became more and more lazy.
He was in a bad mood, and perhaps she could break through his defenses and make him treat her better in the future. But Wen Jiu didn't want to do that at the moment. Although her feelings were calculated, she didn't want to be too despicable.
"I should really throw you out."
Wen Jiu was just thinking about something when he suddenly heard the Fourth Master's low voice. He subconsciously looked up at him with a puzzled look on his face: "Huh?"
The Fourth Master stared at her with his narrow and long phoenix eyes: "How dare you serve me so closely when you are menstruating? You bring bad luck to me, you don't have enough heads to stand on." Although he said this, the Fourth Master's hands were still on Wenjiu's waist, helping her to rub it slowly.
After hearing what the Fourth Master said, Wen Jiu suddenly leaned closer and said, "Master, you're used to joking. If this is considered bad luck, then there won't be any good places left in this world."
The Fourth Master frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about again?"
Wen Jiu said, "Of all the great men in the world, who hasn't crawled out of a woman's belly?"
He placed the Fourth Master's hand on her belly and said, "My menstrual blood also comes out from my belly. My child will also come out from here. Could it be that the child will also be unlucky?"
"Nonsense." The Fourth Master was about to hit her, but when he saw Wenjiu shrink back, he finally tapped her forehead and said, "You're always full of twisted ideas."
If you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with what she said.
The child coming out of her belly is her own son, so how can it be bad luck?
Others would only say that it was a great blessing. How could a mother who gave birth to a child be unlucky?
The Fourth Master had never given it much thought before. Naturally, he had never believed such things. The reason he suddenly brought it up was simply because he was a little angry that the little girl hadn't told him beforehand, causing him unnecessary worry.
Seeing that the Fourth Master was frowning and not saying anything, Wen Jiu did not argue with him. He just smiled and hooked his arms around the Fourth Master's neck and said, "Master has been tainted by the bad luck of the wine, so let the wine take it back. Let us share the good and the bad." As he spoke, he rubbed his head against the Fourth Master's chest several times.
The Fourth Master heard such illogical words and shook his head helplessly. She rubbed him and itched, and his whole body stiffened. His long arms immediately wrapped around her, trapping her completely: "Don't move."
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