After dinner and cleaning up, Tianxuan heard her master urging everyone to rest for a bit before practicing swordsmanship with him. She subconsciously glanced at Hong Xiaoduo.
But she smiled and nodded, giving me a reassuring look.
Originally, learning martial arts from my master did not conflict with learning to recite texts, practice calligraphy, learn foreign languages, and do arithmetic from my mother.
However, ever since she secretly found a chef to teach him cooking these past two days, she's been having trouble with scheduling.
She said that she wanted to keep her apprenticeship with a master a secret for the time being, and that she could only reveal that she had a master when the time was right and someone asked about her cooking skills.
She confessed that the chef who taught her cooking was someone who had retired and wanted to enjoy a peaceful life.
She met her master by chance and, knowing his interest in culinary arts, asked him to teach her. Because of their close friendship, he agreed.
The teacher is a very nice person, patient, and teaches in detail. He likes him very much.
However, kung fu also needs to be practiced under a master.
For a moment, Tianxuan felt that he couldn't manage his time, because when there were no restaurants along the way, he still had to prepare three meals a day.
"What's wrong with Master these past two days? Why is he urging us?" Tianquan muttered softly, holding the wooden sword in his hand.
They had been learning martial arts from their master for quite some time now. Although it was hard work, no one wanted to slack off. Even if they didn't have to urge them, they would consciously go to their master's side and wait when the time came.
“Perhaps, because we didn’t practice much during the Lunar New Year, Master wants us to make up for that lost time now that the holiday is over?” Yuheng, who was sitting next to Tianquan, whispered.
Upon hearing this, the others nodded in agreement, feeling that Yuheng's analysis made some sense.
Seeing their master approaching, the six children quickly stood at attention. At this moment, Fei Yan also hurried over with her sword. She was menstruating today, and Hong Xiaoduo didn't want her to practice and told her to rest. However, today's lesson was on new moves, and she didn't want to fall behind.
Besides, she had no idea where Xiaoduo had bought the menstrual pads; she had never seen them before, let alone used them.
It's white and soft, I don't know what material it's made of, but it feels light and comfortable to use, and it's very absorbent. The only downside is that it can't be washed; once you've used it, you have to throw it away, which I think is such a waste.
Before the tragedy, her family was well-off; their menstrual belts were made of cotton cloth and stuffed with cotton. The maids and servants used belts containing wood ash during their periods.
Even women from wealthier or higher-status families used cotton-wrapped menstrual belts.
The only difference is that they use better cotton cloth and the cotton inside is of higher quality. Also, women from wealthy and high-status families don't have to wash their own menstrual pads.
When Feiyan first started following Xiaoduo and the others, it was really inconvenient for her every time she had her period.
Unlike now, using the product Xiaoduo bought for me, it's clean, comfortable, and convenient. After using it, all I need to do is find a suitable place to bury it shallowly.
When Feiyan first used it, she secretly washed it once. She thought it was such a waste to throw away such a good product after just one use. She thought it was a waste to spend money like that. Besides, what if she couldn't buy it again in the future?
As it turns out, this thing really can't be washed. You can't get it clean without using a lot of force, and if you use too much force, it will break. After soaking in water, it's very difficult to dry. The biggest problem is that, unlike clothes, it's not suitable to hang this thing to dry anywhere, whether you're staying at a guesthouse or on the road. It's so awkward.
Xiao Duo was willing to give her such good things, and that wasn't all. Xiao Duo also gave her brown sugar, ginger, and jujube drink, instructing her to brew it with boiling water and drink it during her period.
Feiyan remembered what her mother had said: whether a woman's life is good or bad depends on the first half of her life and the second half on whether she marries a good husband.
But she didn't want to get married; she just wanted to stay with Xiaoduo for the rest of her life.
Deep down, she felt that no matter how good her future husband was, he would never be as good as Xiaoduo.
Since that's the case, why take that risk? I'm not stupid; I'm not going to give up a happy life to marry someone.
Therefore, one cannot slack off in martial arts training. Even if one cannot help Xiaoduo at crucial moments, one should at least not hold her back.
...
Hong Xiaoduo, inside the tent, was unaware of Feiyan's plans. In any case, she wanted to go into the space to carefully explore the other functions of the drone.
"Ahem, Xiaoduo, may I come in?" Lan Zechen's voice came in.
After spending several days together, Lan Zechen found himself increasingly relaxed and comfortable with this group. For example, he didn't feel there was anything inappropriate about entering the tent alone at this moment.
"Please come in." Hong Xiaoduo did not refuse.
Guard Liu reached out and lifted the tent flap. After his master went inside, he gestured for him to wait outside before he lowered the flap.
"Did I disturb you?" Lan Zechen said as he walked over and sat down on the other side, looking at the illustrations on the small table next to Hong Xiaoduo.
Hong Xiaoduo shook her head, casually took out a porcelain jar, and placed it beside him.
"I still have some, I didn't eat much." Upon seeing the familiar porcelain jar, Lan Zechen immediately explained.
Heavens above, he really didn't come to ask for sugar pills.
"Oh, no, never mind then..." Hong Xiaoduo realized that what she had done was indeed inappropriate, and quickly reached out to take the porcelain jar back.
However, just as she was about to reach out, she saw that the Pavilion Master of Lan Pavilion had already picked up the porcelain jar and quickly stuffed it into his sleeve pocket: "Girl, you've already given it, wouldn't it be troublesome to take it back?"
He no longer cares about being laughed at by a junior; putting on airs in front of this girl will only make him suffer.
You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub; he's just too proud to get anything!
Moreover, her good things aren't just delicious candy.
"Is there something you need, Pavilion Master?" Hong Xiaoduo asked directly.
They had been traveling together for several days. Although the pavilion master liked to talk to her during the day, this was the first time he had come into her tent at night like this. There must be something he wanted to tell her.
"Nothing's wrong. I just really enjoy chatting with you, girl. You seem to have arrived quite early," Lan Zechen said honestly.
Hearing him say that, Hong Xiaoduo laughed, thinking to herself, "Even if you like chatting with me, you won't have many more days to chat with."
We'll be arriving in Jiaozhou in a few days. Once we've taken care of our business, we won't be traveling together anymore.
Hong Xiaoduo didn't feel anything special about parting from this Lord Lan, but when she thought of Tianxuan, if she really was the fourth son of Prefect Ye, then she would have to part with Tianxuan in a few days, and that made her feel depressed.
"Xiaoduo, what's wrong? Is something bothering you? Tell me, I'll try to help you. If I can't help, I can ask someone else." Lan Zechen noticed the fleeting sadness on Hong Xiaoduo's face and immediately spoke up...
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