After Du Jia was so frightened, Ziou went crazy, wasn't it just a few dead skeletons and a few pieces of raw pork? Wouldn't you just be scared like this?

Du Jia was speechless for the intelligence of these ancients again, if he took them to see a 4D horror blockbuster, it is estimated that few of them would be able to get out of the cinema alive.

But before Du Jia had time to be happy, new troubles came again. Because Du Jia has been highly nervous during this time, the eldest aunt actually retreated for twenty years before coming.

As a result, the menstrual blood was menacing, and the pain in the lower abdomen was so bad that Du Jia couldn't straighten her waist, let alone what sanitary napkins to do, she didn't dare to move while lying on the bed, and the blood collapsed when she moved.

The clothes, sheets, and quilts were all spared, and they were all full of blood-colored flowers, but the maids who were busy washing the clothes were too busy.

Du Jia misses modern society very much at the moment! There are all kinds of sanitary napkins in the supermarket, and there are all kinds of menstrual painkillers in the pharmacy, just one or two, and you won't be so miserable!

Zixuan was busy taking care of his father's funeral, as well as the big and small trivial matters of Xiangguo's Mansion, although his brother also rushed back, but he was still very busy, and the errand of taking care of Du Jia naturally fell on the Thai emperor.

The Thai emperor never left Du Jia every day, fed her water and food, and sometimes helped her change the blood-stained cotton cloth with his own hands, which made Du Jia's old face red.

But the Thai emperor didn't care at all, and said righteously: "What's so embarrassing? Where on your body has this emperor never seen? Du Jia was so angry that he grinded his teeth.

If it weren't for the clumsiness of the Thai emperor, Du Jia would really think that he often did this kind of thing for his wife and concubine!

Depend on! How can he think of his wife and concubine, and the master will feel sullen and uncomfortable? It must be that this menstrual period came too violently, which made the master's brain disordered! Du Jia thumped his chest and gave himself a reason.

Du Jia also remembered to ask herself if she had eaten the poison given by Ziou, but the Thai Emperor easily told her that the antidote had been fed to Du Jia when she was in a coma, and the poison had been cured early.

Du Jia didn't doubt him, and he didn't ask what kind of poison it was, anyway, it had been solved, no matter which variety it was!

During this period, what made Du Jia unbearable the most was the three bowls of medicinal juice called nourishing qi and blood nourishing every day, but it was actually difficult to drink to the limit, and it was impossible to drink it if he didn't drink it.

What Du Jia is most afraid of drinking is this bitter and astringent, sour and numb, in short, it tastes so strange that it explodes.

But the Thai emperor is selfless, Du Jia's words are useless, he has to drink the medicine, and he has an expression that I am good for you.

Du Jia dared to resist, and there were two results: first, he clicked on the acupoint and directly pinched his nose and poured it down; Second, the Thai emperor fed with his mouth.

Either way, Du Jia's little heart couldn't bear it, so he had to wrinkle a bitter face, snatch the medicine bowl, and pour the medicine into his stomach in a few big mouthfuls.

The so-called long suffering is better than short suffering! If the Thai emperor finishes feeding it with a spoonful of spoons, then Du Jia will not be able to die of suffering.

But this kind of torture, the Thai emperor still felt that it was not enough, and even did not give water to drink for half an hour after Du Jia drank the medicine, saying anything to dilute the medicinal juice, it would dilute the effect of the medicine.

What kind of work is this? There is no water to drink, and the mouth has always smelled of medicine, so bitter that Du Jia wants to scold her mother, and she feels that even the breath she exhales has a bitter taste.

So, after being unbearable for a while, Du Jia was brain-dead for a while, reached out and hugged the head of the Thai Emperor, and put his small mouth up, wanting to pass on the bitter taste in his mouth to the Thai Emperor, so that he could also try this pungent taste.

As a result, the Thai emperor pressed Du Jia under him, used his tongue to make Du Jia's small mouth all over, and ripped off Du Jia's clothes with both hands, which frightened Du Jia's lower abdomen, and flowers bloomed on the sheets with menstrual blood.

What I didn't expect was that the Thai emperor suddenly stopped his movements, stared at Du Jia with his eyes for a long time, and then climbed out of bed and turned around to leave, with a chagrined expression of the wrong person after drinking, which made Du Jia extremely mad!

It seems that it is the master who is being bullied, right? Why is he, an old man, still posing as if he was deceived and robbed of his chastity? If you hate the master, get out of the way!

The Thai emperor disappeared all night for this little thing, and the next day he appeared like a person who had nothing to do, still taking care of Du Jia carefully, and continued to be nagging and trivial like an old mother.

Such a gust of wind and a gust of rain made Du Jia can't help but guess: Uncle is estimated to have entered menopause early, he is irritable, and he urgently needs Jingxin oral liquid!

This month lasted eight days, and Du Jia wanted to die several times, but it finally ended like the Red Army's 25,000-mile long march.

When Du Jia regained her freedom again, she was in a hurry to set off, the reason was very simple, Mei'er and Ziyu had disappeared until now, and Du Jia was worried that something would happen to them.

Zixuan naturally couldn't follow, Du Jia wanted the Thai emperor to go with her to find Mei'er, but the old man refused, saying that he had something important to do.

However, he still had a conscience, and gave Ziyuan and more than 20 guards to Du Jia's disposal, so that they could escort Du Jia home all the way.

On the day Du Jia left, the Thai emperor excused himself to be busy and did not send her, but quietly hid in the city tower and watched her figure disappear into the vast Gobi.

And Du Jia, who was standing under the city gate, listened to Zi Xuan's chattering nonsense, while looking around, he always felt empty in his heart, and he rubbed for a long time, but he still didn't wait for the person in his heart to appear.

Du Jia climbed on the camel depressedly, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for being unproductive, isn't he just an old man who has taken care of his master for a few days? If he doesn't come to see him off, will he stay here and not leave?

Feel uncomfortable? He is a menopausal irritable uncle, he doesn't treat his grandfather as a friend, and he still wants to say goodbye to him here, isn't this self-inflicted?

Doing deep self-criticism, Du Jia hung her head and rode on the camel, and walked away without looking back, so she didn't see the figure standing on the city tower looking at her stupidly.

"Master, please go back! Miss Du Jia should have gone far by this time! Seeing that the Emperor Tai was on the city tower, Ziting looked at the direction in which Du Jia left, and stood for two hours, and couldn't help but comfort, "Ziyuan will definitely take care of her." ”

Emperor Tai retracted his gaze and nodded lightly: "Get ready, go to the Medical Immortal Valley immediately." ”

"Master, now because of the matter of the arrogant country, the court is in chaos, if the master leaves now, I am afraid that His Majesty will be blamed." Ziting knelt down on one knee and begged, "The senior medical immortal will be asked by his subordinates!" ”

"Needless to say! The emperor has made up his mind! Hurry up and get ready! The Emperor turned around and walked down the tower.

Not long after, the four fast horses hurried out of Zicheng, bypassed the route that Du Jia walked on the path, and galloped towards the country of A'er.

At the same time, Du Jia, who was riding on the back of a camel, was holding water and pouring it violently, while the four beauties beside her were still looking wooden, even if the sun made them sweat like rain, they didn't know how to raise their hands to wipe the sweat droplets on their faces.

These days, everyone has tried many ways to communicate with them, but they are silent, they don't even have an expression of contact with the outside world, and they are immersed in their inner fear alone.

Unable to ask where they came from, Du Jia had no choice but to take them back to A'er Country first, intending to slowly melt the depression in their hearts, and then send these poor girls back when she learned where their home was.