How could she forget that there was no so-called aunt towel at all in this era, not even toilet paper, and she actually used this silk scarf to wrap a sanitary belt with grass and wood ash, and tied it around her waist, can she still walk normally?!

In order to avoid seeing the scene of rivers of blood, the punishment is not applicable, but he has already made up his mind in his heart that after his body is more clean, he will transform this aunt's towel as soon as possible, so as not to suffer this inhuman torture next month!

Although the plant ash has a disinfectant effect, if she wants to get used to it as a person in the 21st century, she would rather choose to transform the situation!

For the sake of just an aunt's scarf, it is really not easy for Xing Ruoyou to rise to a heroic ambition of "my life is up to me, not to the sky"!

Xiaoxiao is two years older than Xing Ruoyou, worried that her young lady doesn't understand a lot of things, and after telling her again and again, she changed a clean bed for her, and then realized that something was wrong: "Miss, why are you sleeping on this couch?" ”

"Oh! I felt that I was not in good health today, and I might have menstruation, and I was worried that I would make the prince angry if I soiled the bed, so I moved here myself. Xing Ruoyou knew that Xiaoxiao had always believed in her words, and she didn't want to involve Xiaoxiao in the complicated undercurrent around her, so she hurriedly pushed her out, "Okay, okay, I'll do all this, you can go back to your room to rest." ”

"But ······" Xiaoxiao is still not at ease, although her own young lady has shown her survival skills in the abandoned Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs, but she has been used to serving by her side since she was a child, and she always feels that her own young lady will be very hard and pitiful without her.

Xing Ruoyou couldn't see the smile in his mind, and smiled at her comfortingly: "Don't worry, the prince treats me very well, he likes to be quiet, and he doesn't like people to serve here." You have to do your duty out there, and learn what I teach you, you know? ”

Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously: "Miss, the slave maid went out first, you take good care of yourself, the slave maid Ming'er begged the kitchen to make some supplements for the body, and let them bring them to you to eat." ”

Tonic?

According to what Xiaoxiao said before, except for a few aunts who cook in the kitchen, all of them are men, and aunts and men will know how to treat menstrual cramps?

Forget it, she chooses to be self-reliant.

Xing Ruoyou hurriedly stood up before Xiaoxiao went out, asked her to bring pen and ink, and wrote down the recipe and boiling method of "Hawthorn Sunflower Seed Brown Sugar Soup", and asked Xiaoxiao to go to the kitchen to tell her aunt to suffer.

There are many prescriptions for the treatment of dysmenorrhea, but the original owner is deficient in qi and blood, and he is still underage, so the most suitable is this decoction.

Although the best time to take this decoction is three to five days before menstruation, she has no choice.

Xiaoxiao stared at Fang Zi for a while, slightly puzzled: "Miss, this is useful?" ”

After all, there are only three kinds of medicinal materials on the prescription, hawthorn, sunflower seeds, and brown sugar, which are all ordinary ingredients, and the people in the capital can afford to buy them, and they can really treat the menstrual cramps that many women have in this era?

"What works for me, for you, you may have to change the way." Xing Ruoyou nodded her forehead with a smile, although this girl is thin, her body is better than her!

"It's not the same?!" Xiaoxiao couldn't help but widen her round eyes, "What should the slave and maid eat?" ”

"You don't have to eat anything, as long as you insist on practicing according to the mental and fist methods I taught you every day, you won't be in pain for this month."

"Really?!"

"Of course it's true, get out quickly, the prince should come back."

Xiaoxiao came to the mansion for a few days, and learned some habits of King Shu from his subordinates, and understood that he didn't like his subordinates to stay in his courtyard for a long time, even if he was reluctant, he had to get up and say goodbye to Xing Ruoyou.

Xing Ruoyou because of the sanitary belt, turned over and over on the couch until the sky faintly appeared fish belly white before falling asleep, woke up when the sun was about to go down, although I didn't see a smile, but found that there was a bowl of steaming "hawthorn sunflower seed brown sugar soup" next to the table of food, eyebrows jumped, there is a drink.

In the next few days, Xing Ruoyou's stomach was much better than the previous day, but Pu Yangche disappeared as if the world had evaporated.

She occasionally wondered if the girl was shy and avoiding her because of the events of that day, but she quickly rejected this fallacy, and found an opportunity to buy her a lot of things from the servant who brought her food, and began to concentrate on making her aunt's towel on the couch.

The silk fabric was soft and smooth, and the absorption was good, so she reluctantly let it replace the surface, replaced the core with the softest cotton wool on the market, and after sterilizing the incense, she sewed a silk scarf with the shape of her aunt's towel by hand.

Xing Ruoyou raised it in his hand and looked at it again, and after expressing his satisfaction, he was about to make a solid glue on the back that could stick to his pants, but the door opened at this time, and Pu Yangche, who had not seen her for a few days, looked at her expressionlessly.

She held the silk scarf in one hand for a moment, and before she could hide it, it had already floated into the air three meters away from him and froze!

The corners of her mouth twitched stiffly, why did he always break her embarrassment!!

"What are you doing?" Pu Yangche still doesn't know it, and his attitude is serious.

"Do ······" Xing Ruoyou pointed at the silk scarf, "That." ”

"What is this?" He didn't squint, he just looked at Xing Ruoyou.

“······” Xing Ruoyou sighed silently, looked back at the roof speechlessly, and when he turned his head again, he changed his previous embarrassment and smiled like a flower, "Naturally, it is a woman's private thing." ”

This time it was Pu Yangche's turn to be speechless.

After a while, Xing Ruoyou felt that the thing flew back again, and there was no trace of the other party, leaving only the cold "Tian shameless" echoing in the room.

Xing Ruoyou pouted and shrugged her shoulders, he asked her to say it, can she be blamed for this?

Besides, husband and wife, although they haven't even touched a finger at all, it's not impossible to talk about these topics.

is thicker than her, the ancients are still a little worse!

Xing Ruoyou thought that Pu Yangche would disappear for a while like a few days ago, but he actually went back to his room to sleep tonight.

She thought that the day of trial was finally over, but he became more and more silent about her, and he didn't even bother to look at it.

In this way, Xing Ruoyou became more and more worried, Pu Yangche is definitely not as simple as those people in Wei's, the more he consumes, the more unpredictable she is!

She finally chose a full moon and starry night, and was ready to take the initiative to talk to Pu Yangche about the last thing.

But she didn't have time to go to him and salute, and called "Lord Wang", and the other party dragged her into his arms, hitting her nose and almost breaking the bone.

The next moment, she almost instinctively half-squinted, and reined in her breath and became vigilant.

It's not the vigilance of Pu Yangche in front of him, but the instinctive reaction to the imminent huge crisis······