In April of the year X of the Thousand Illusion Kingdom, the empress began to increase taxes, and the people lived hard, and there was a drought from the sky, and ordinary people were difficult to live, begging on the streets.

In August, a major war between the two countries broke out, with conscription and blood.

The next year, the empress exploded, the militia revolted, and it was rumored that it was Gusu Yingyue's descendants who supported it, and it was in the name of setting things right.

In the middle of the year, the people of Jiangsu City suddenly disappeared, leaving only a few surviving old people in remote mountain villas.

The empress did her best to cover up the matter, but there was no impermeable wall in the world, which had already caused panic in the whole country.

In the orchard of the palace, a girl dressed in blue smoke quickly climbed a peach tree, picked peaches, and threw them down one by one.

Under the tree, a man dressed in a dark robe smiled slightly, and accurately took all the peaches into the basket in his hand.

"Xiaoli, don't pick it up, that's enough." Yao counted them and shouted to the woman in the tree.

"Hehe, pick a few more, let's chill it later, this June day, it's comfortable to eat."

"Okay."

Lige felt that enough was enough, and jumped directly from the peach tree, smiling and smiling, beautiful eyes, and fluttering black hair, as she jumped, outlining an elegant curve.

The collar on her chest loosened slightly from the movement, revealing her delicate collarbones, and she quickly landed on the ground and squatted for a moment, then stood up violently.

"Alright! The task of making a peach pot is up to you, Yao! I'm going to freeze the peaches! She picked a few peaches, made a cheering gesture to Yaobi, and jumped towards the ice cellar.

Yao stared at her for a few seconds, and then walked in the direction of the kitchen.

Lige found water to wash the peaches, cut them into small pieces with a dagger, put them in a saucer, and hummed a song in his mouth, and was in a very happy mood.

Suddenly, her back was hugged, and she patted the other party's hand away as a matter of course.

"Dugu Lian! Side to go. ”

"Li'er, you're cold, let me hug you."

"There's ice over there, go get a piece and hold you yourself!" Ignoring him, Lige continued to cut the peaches into small pieces.

"Li'er, your menstrual period hasn't arrived yet, is it because you have eaten too much cold?"

Dugu Lian didn't hold her anymore, found a place to sit down, and held his chin to watch her seriously cut peaches.

"Moon?" What is it? She didn't seem to have heard of it.

She wiped off the dagger, cut the ice cubes she had taken into small pieces and spread them at the very bottom of the food box, then put the peaches on the plate, and was about to take them away, when she saw that Dugu Lian had been staring at the food box in her hand, her eyes were half-closed, revealing a dangerous light.

Lige opened the food box again and took out a few pieces to feed him, seeing that he was still not satisfied, she closed the food box and wiped her hands.

"Almost, I'm going to spend the afternoon, why are you going to go?"

Coming uninvited every day, coming and going freely, always makes her suspect that the secret guard in her home is not as good as day by day.

This person is too tough, and she can't do anything about it, so she can't ignore it.

Lige's hand that lifted the food box was pressed back by him.

"Huh? I want to ......"

Dugu Lian pushed up the sleeve that was light into the cicada's wings along her arm.

The fiery palm pinched her cold jade arm.

Lige senses danger.

"Don't mess around, this is my territory, if it is discovered, how embarrassing it will be! Haha, bye-bye. She lifted the food box with all her might, ran out for her life, found Yao, and let out a long breath from Ge.

Yao is really proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and the peach and sugar water are stirred in the pot, and the sweet taste makes her can't help but salivate.

"Yao, open your mouth." Seeing that he couldn't stop in his hand, Lige took a piece of chilled peach and brought it to his mouth.

Yao opened his mouth and accidentally touched her cold fingers, the tips of his ears were hot, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart.

The sun was shining, and soon the sunset came, and after dinner, Lige lay on the roof and watched the stars, each one shining, shining, shining.

Suddenly, her mind was full of the name, and she smiled like a.

After coming back to her senses, in a panic, she slapped her forehead hard! What do you think!

"Xiaoli, why are you beating yourself yourself?" Yaofei sat beside her on the roof, quickly grabbing her wrist.

"Me!" It's all to blame! I've been with him for a long time! She wanted to sleep with him now just thinking about Yao.

She withdrew her hand and looked at the stars with a blushing cheek.

"Nothing."

Unconsciously, Lige fell asleep, Yao sighed, afraid that she would catch a cold, so he carried her back to the room.

He was already aware of the physical and emotional changes in Xiaoli.

The soft body lay in his arms, his Adam's apple rolled up and down and swallowed a mouthful of heat, if Xiao Li was in need, he was willing to learn more skills to serve.

In the middle of the night, Lige covered her stomach and couldn't sleep, she hummed in pain, Yao had been guarding her, noticing the abnormality, and opened the bed tent and leaned in to stroke her forehead.

"Xiaoli, where do you hurt?" After taking the pulse, he didn't notice anything unusual, and he panicked.

"Uh~Stomachache~" She curled up weakly.

Yao lit the candlestick, hung up the bed net, and leaned down to wrap the broken hair from Lisong's cheeks behind her ears.

"Xiaoli, I'll rub it for you."

He lifted the quilt slightly, and a smell of blood came.

"Xiaoli! You're hurt! ”

He lifted the quilt and saw blood stains on the snow-white sheets and her underwear.

"Xiaoli, let go of your hand, let me see where it hurts!"

"Okay."

Lige half-squinted his eyes and weakly let go of the hand covering his stomach.

Yao gently pushed her underwear, there were no scars on her stomach, and there was no blood on her back, how could there be blood!

"Xiaoli, where are you hurt!"

"I~ I don't know, I'm going to die, ah~" She screamed softly, suddenly not daring to move.

Yao panicked and tried to pull off her pants, but it wasn't appropriate.

"Xiaoli, you tell me where the blood comes from, I'll go get you medicine."

"I, every time I move, there will be a stream of heat under me, like, as if it's ......" Her eyes turned white, and she felt as if she had a terminal illness that was bleeding profusely.

Yao was stunned, suddenly, he seemed to understand, his cheeks burned red, Xiaoli's mother is a woman from Fengyu Country, and I heard that after the woman of the Male Zun Country is twelve years old, there are several days of bleeding every month, and this situation is clearly called a menstrual affair.

"Xiao, Xiaoli, you wait." He put the quilt back on her. After boiling a pot of hot water for the servant, he found a needle and thread and a soft fabric, quickly sewed a bag in the shape of a bag, filled it with plant ash and sewn it up, and wrapped it in several layers of softer fabric.

Lige was stained with too much blood, and after the servant brought the water in, she took off her clothes and jumped into the hot water to soak, but the water in the bucket turned red.

"Ahh

Lige was a little dazed with fright, his head was dizzy, and he felt like he was about to die.

Yao, who had done a good job of menstrual affairs, pushed open the door, dismissed the servants who followed up, and closed the door.

Then he anxiously walked behind the screen.

Looking at the bucket full of water soaked in pink, he was helpless and confused.

"Yao, am I terminally ill."

She asked him when she was mentally prepared.

"No, it's Xiaoli who has grown up. Xiaoli, you can't soak in the water for a few days, come out quickly, wait for you to put this on top of the pants. He turned his ears red, and instead of looking at the little peach that had grown slightly, he put the menstrual belt on the hanger, and turned to stand outside the screen.

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