Yan Tinglan wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips and held her quietly.
She put the book down and looked back at him, "Thank you, I like it very much."
She just casually said that she had never seen her family, and he asked someone to draw portraits of her family. He even carefully found her family's handwriting and wrote down their life stories.
The casual words were remembered by him.
"Ali, you don't have to thank me." He kissed her forehead, picked her up and sat her on the bed, "Why don't you have a lunch break today?"
He did not bring her to the imperial study to accompany him today because the ministers were discussing something there yesterday. They started arguing while discussing and wanted to fight because of their disagreement.
She likes quietness, so I didn't let her accompany me because I was afraid she would be annoyed.
"I forgot the time while drawing." There was a hint of fatigue in her brows.
Yan Tinglan helped her take off her coat and shoes, then held her in his arms and laid on the bed. "Then take a nap, and do other things when you wake up."
"Um."
He pulled her wrist and placed his fingers on her pulse. "Are you about to have your period?"
Zhu Fuli raised his eyes to look at him, his expression somewhat unnatural, "Yeah."
"Then be careful these two days and don't stay in the cold." He pulled the thin blanket over her belly and said, "Go to sleep."
Zhu Fuli closed her eyes, her thoughts a little confused, but she fell asleep soon after lying on his chest, surrounded by his breath.
When Yan Tinglan woke up, he stared at her as usual, but noticed that her lips were a little pale. He reached out to feel her pulse, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a few red spots on the corner of his clothes.
He picked her up and woke the person in his arms, "Ali, wake up."
Being suddenly woken up, Zhu Fuli was a little confused.
"Ali, you're having your period, go change your clothes." He smoothed the hair that was stuck to her face.
Zhu Fuli woke up with a start, feeling his lower abdomen dropping and his waist aching.
He carried her out of bed, put her shoes on, and said, "Go."
Zhu Fuli saw the red dots on the corners of his clothes and felt a little helpless, "Your clothes..."
Men seem to be very taboo about these things and think they are unlucky.
His eyes were gentle and he kissed her cheek, "It's okay, go change first, I'll have someone make you a bowl of ginger tea to warm your stomach."
Zhu Fuli nodded, he really didn't seem to care.
Yan Tinglan opened the door and Siqi was guarding it.
Siqi lowered her head and was startled to see the red color on the corner of his clothes. Many things flashed through her mind.
The Queen and the Emperor consummated their marriage? Then why is there no news at all?
"Go to the kitchenette and make a bowl of ginger tea. Your queen has a stomachache."
"Ah? Yes." Siqi reacted after a while and left in a hurry.
Yan Tinglan went in and waited for a while. When he saw her coming out, he picked her up and put her on the bed. He kissed her forehead and said, "Wait for me for a moment."
Zhu Fuli lay on the bed in a daze, his eyes unfocused. He didn't feel any pain, but he still felt uncomfortable. He felt uncomfortable all over.
Yan Tinglan got on the bed and hugged her, "It doesn't hurt, does it?"
He took her pulse and found that she did not have uterine cold.
"It doesn't hurt, it's uncomfortable."
"Does your back hurt?"
"Um."
"Let me massage your lower abdomen." He said, and gently pressed on her waist to relieve her pain.
His other hand was placed on her belly, his palm was warm, which made her feel less uncomfortable.
"How many days do you usually feel uncomfortable?"
"It was uncomfortable on the first day, but it was much better on the second day."
"Can Ali accept medicinal food?"
"Um."
"How about eating medicinal food for a month? I'll eat with you."
"Um."
Siqi brought ginger tea, Yan Tinglan held the bowl and fed her to drink and then continued to massage her.
Zhu Fuli was a little listless, so he picked her up and asked, "Is it uncomfortable lying down?"
"It's uncomfortable to sit, it's uncomfortable to do anything."
Yan Tinglan leaned against the head of the bed and let her lie in his arms, "Will this make you feel better?"
"Um."
"Then try to get some more sleep. It won't be so uncomfortable when you fall asleep." He stroked her hair.
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