After a day of hard work, Ming Yulong finally came up with the first sanitary napkin in ancient times, and after her test, it was basically qualified.

Although it is not as advanced as modern times, from now on, my mother no longer has to worry about her bleeding when she walks!

And with this, she doesn't have to sit every day, can't run around.

It couldn't have been better!

The grandmother in the yard was also surprised when she saw this thing made by Ming Yulong, and she looked at it over and over again.

"The eldest lady is smart, this can last at least three to four hours without worrying about getting on the clothes, and it can fix the position."

Feng'er walked over with tea and said proudly: "Of course, Miss spent a day figuring it out." ”

Ming Yulong was leaning against the window basking in the not very warm sun, seeing that it was about to be October, the weather was getting colder and colder, and she didn't want to move, holding the small hand stove on her abdomen, lazily in a daze.

"Miss, it's time for tea." Feng'er put a bowl of longan ginger tea in her hand, and in the past few days, Feng'er will boil this tea every day instead of the tea on weekdays and send it to her.

Fortunately, it tasted good, and she did not object, and after drinking it, she felt sleepy and panicked, knowing that this was the reason for the menstrual incident, she stood up and ordered:

"I'll go in and rest for a while, and if an outsider comes, say I'm resting, don't come in and disturb me."

This means that Ming Yujin, people other than Ming Wang Ye came and ignored it.

As for Rong Yi, his familiarity with entering and leaving Linglong Pavilion is comparable to her, and no one will stop him.

Yawning and walking to the bed, Ming Yulong lay down, closed his eyes and wanted to sleep, but I don't know if Lu Dao really slept too much in the past two days, obviously very tired, but he couldn't sleep.

After rolling a few laps on the bed, Ming Yulong sat up again and took out an embroidered basket from under the bed.

He took out a handkerchief from it, and the round moon in the lower right corner was almost embroidered.

When he was in Yunlan Pavilion, he took two pieces of cloth and practiced his hands, Ming Yulong felt that it was almost there, and in the past two days, when Rong Yi went to deal with business during the day, he planned to embroider the best one for him in a formal manner.

A full moon less than the size of the palm of her hand, Ming Yulong embroidered more difficult than the exam, and when she was about to get the bottom two lines of needlework, she suddenly heard a voice outside.

Listen carefully, it's a little familiar, it's Nalan Jun.

What is he doing here? Ming Yulong frowned, sat on the bed and didn't move, outside she had already ordered no one to come in, now it depends on how they stop Nalan Jun.

Linglong lives in front of the door.

Nalan Jun walked in, followed by Uncle Qi.

Uncle Qi's face was more indifferent than the courteous and thoughtful in the past, and it was obvious that after Nalan Jun was imprisoned in Ming Yulong, the matter of the palace proposing to dissolve the marriage contract had spread throughout the capital.

But even if he quits the marriage contract, Nalan Jun is still the prince,

And Ming Yujin is still attending classes in the Guozi Prison at this hour, and Ming Wangye has just taken over the Shen Cewei, and he has been living in the camp for the past two days.

Nalan Jun said that he wanted to come and see Ming Yulong, and Uncle Qi couldn't stop him.

Nalan Jun's face was not much better at this time, and he thought that he could take advantage of Ming Yulong's murder and poisoning to withdraw from the marriage logically, but at the last moment, the situation reversed, and the real murderer became Bai Yiqian.