Menstrual turmoil

The students all went home, and the prince also dragged Lin Feng back to the East Palace.

The two returned to the East Palace, sitting in their rooms chatting casually and drinking tea.

Before I knew it, it was time for nightfall, and it was time to eat, so the maid Xiaohong brought food, and after the two of them ate some, they were ready to rest.

After all, since Lin Feng got better, he hadn't had a good rest for seven days, and he hadn't slept well.

During the day, he had to attend classes, and when he returned to the East Palace at night, Lin Feng had to tutor the prince alone in his studies.

Lin Feng was really tired, and the prince also knew that Lin Feng was tired.

After the maid Xiaohong finished dinner, she came over to clean up the table and took away the food box and tableware.

Lin Feng returned to the bed to rest, while the prince sat on the chair and drank tea by himself.

It was getting late, and it was time to rest, so the prince immediately put down the water glass, got up, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The prince, who had just sat down, began to fall asleep, and then took off his clothes and fell asleep.

Lin Feng had just slept for a while, and then he got up again.

Because Lin Feng felt it, his stomach began to hurt, and then Lin Feng sat up.

After a while, Lin Feng was in a terrible pain, so he got up, put on his clothes, ran to the thatched house, and went out.

Soon, Lin Feng came back with his stomach covered, and his face was pale.

Lin Feng had never experienced such a feeling, and this was the first time that he had no experience.

Lin Feng just felt that this time, it was almost as painful as the previous acute appendicitis.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng climbed onto the bed holding his stomach and lay down again.

This lay down, it didn't get better, it still hurt.

Because the pain was unbearable, Lin Feng, who was helpless, could only sit up again.

But no matter what, I can't get rid of the pain.

No matter what, Lin Feng felt uncomfortable.

At this time, Lin Feng really understood how uncomfortable a woman was in those days.

Lin Feng wanted to urge his true qi to protect himself, and get rid of the torture by the way.

But after all, these are issued by one's own body, not external factors, and the true qi is also powerless.

Lin Feng, who was helpless, could only kneel on the bed, holding his stomach and his head on the bed.

Lin Feng was helpless, so he could only knock on the bed board with his hands like this.

Because only in this way could Lin Feng really feel some relief.

Lin Feng knocked on the bed board while secretly scolding Zhang Yuxuan for being a bastard and harming himself like this.

At this time, the prince was woken up by Lin Feng's toss, and then leaned on the bed and looked at Lin Feng and said, "Concubine, this big night, if you don't rest in the morning, what are you going to do?"

Lin Feng didn't look up, still knocking on the bed board.

"The pain in the lower abdomen is unbearable, and my head is dizzy." Lin Feng said as he knocked on the bed board.

The prince was shocked, and then said, "Aifei, have you relapsed from your old injury?" Why do I have a stomachache for no reason? ”

Lin Feng knew that the prince didn't understand women, and he didn't bother to explain because of the pain.

Immediately, Lin Feng opened his mouth and said: "Women's affairs, how can you understand them."

The prince was slightly stunned, and instantly understood why Lin Feng suddenly had a stomachache for no reason.

Immediately, the prince smiled slightly and said: "Ai Fei, my husband is a man, I don't understand the discomfort of women, and I can't share it for you, Ai Fei!"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, his feelings were that he understood what was going on, he didn't care about himself, and he was still talking cool there.

Lin Feng's face was suddenly covered with black lines, and then he raised his head and glanced at the prince.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng clenched his fist, aimed at the prince's crotch, and hammered down the prince's crotch.

Because of the reflex of physiological conditioning, the prince couldn't help but sit up all of a sudden.

Immediately afterwards, the prince covered his crotch and looked at Lin Feng with pain on his face.

Lin Feng smiled slightly, and then said: "The concubine is a woman, she doesn't understand your husband's pain, and she can't share it for your husband."

Lin Feng returned what the prince had said to the prince as it was.

In just a moment's effort, the prince was also like Lin Feng, kneeling on the bed, pressing his head against the bed board, clenching his fists and constantly knocking on the bed board.

The two of them knocked on the bed board while humming and chirping that they were in pain.

At this time, the maid Xiaohong brought hot water, because the door was not closed, the maid Xiaohong came in directly.

Seeing this, the maid Xiaohong immediately asked, "Your Highness, Niangniang, what are you doing?"

When Lin Feng heard the voice, he immediately looked up at the maid Xiaohong.

The maid Xiaohong saw Lin Feng holding his stomach, his face full of pain, although she was slightly stunned, but she quickly understood what was wrong with Lin Feng.

At this time, the prince glanced up at the maid Xiaohong, and said that the water is put down, and the person can go, so he sent the maid Xiaohong.

The maid Xiaohong put down the hot water, and then turned around and left the room of the two.

Before leaving, the maid glanced back at the two of them, although she didn't know why the prince was the same as Lin Feng, but when she saw the two of them, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Immediately afterwards, the maid Xiaohong covered her mouth and ran away with a snicker.

But the maid Xiaohong is very strange, the eldest lady of her family has never hurt so badly before, I don't know what happened this time.

Soon, the maid Xiaohong came back again, still holding a glance of water in her hand.

At this time, the prince couldn't feel such pain anymore, and then glanced at Lin Feng and said.

"Ai Concubine, are you murdering your husband?" As the prince spoke, he laughed at Lin Feng's painful look.

Lin Feng really wanted to give the prince another time, but was avoided by the prince.

After all, after suffering a loss, I also have experience, and it is normal to dodge.

The maid Xiaohong came to the room and came to Lin Feng with a bowl.

"Didn't you get out? Why did you come in again? The prince spoke.

"Back to Your Highness, the slave maid is here to bring soup to the mother." The maid Xiaohong said.

Immediately afterwards, the maid Xiaohong came to Lin Feng and began to feed Lin Feng soup.

Lin Feng took a sip and found that it was sweet and a little spicy.

"It's something, it doesn't taste good at all." Lin Feng asked.

"Niangniang, this is brown sugar ginger soup, drink it to warm the stomach and relieve the pain." The maid Xiaohong said.

Lin Feng was instantly moved, and while drinking brown sugar ginger soup, he secretly sighed that he didn't hurt Xiaohong in vain.

Although Lin Feng felt that this soup was difficult to drink, he still endured and drank it.

Because Lin Feng felt that this was the brown sugar ginger soup that the maid Xiaohong cared about herself and specially boiled for herself, which could not be wasted, and must be drunk all.

After drinking the ginger soup, Lin Feng instantly felt much more comfortable, and it didn't hurt so much.

Lin Feng, who felt much better, asked the maid Xiaohong to go down to rest.

The maid Xiaohong answered, turned around and left the room of the two, and closed the door by the way.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng turned his head to look at the prince and said, "Look at Xiaohong, it hurts a lot, you are looking at you, how did you let your husband go?"

When the prince heard Lin Feng say this, not to mention how aggrieved he was, he looked like he was crying and sad.

"As a husband is a man, how can he understand these things about women!" The prince said with a sad face.

Excuse! It's all an excuse!

If you have it in your heart, you will try your best to know, but if you don't have it in your heart, how can you think of it and ask.

However, it seems that the prince asked Lin Feng what was wrong, but Lin Feng didn't answer the prince, right?

The prince is wronged as much as he wants.

"It seems that the husband also asked, it seems that you didn't tell the husband, concubine, right?" The prince asked.

Is it? Have you asked? How did I not know? When did you ask?

Lin Feng smiled awkwardly, and he remembered that the prince had asked him what was wrong, but he didn't say.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng turned on the mode of playing Laipi, and pushed all of these to the prince alone, and let the prince carry it alone.

The prince is as wronged as he wants, and he has asked himself, but he has been blamed.

"I don't care, I'll blame you!" Lin Feng opened his mouth and said?

The prince shook his head helplessly, and then said: "It's all the husband's fault, okay?" Aifei, don't be angry, okay? ”

Lin Feng glanced at the prince, then whispered a "hum", and by the way, he tilted his head to the side and didn't look at the prince.

The prince let out an embarrassed wry smile but did not speak.

"Wash the feet of the concubines." Lin Feng opened his mouth and said.

"Okay, well, wash the feet of the concubine for your husband!" The prince said three good words in a row, and then got out of bed to get water for Lin Feng.

Soon, the prince put the water away, tested the water temperature, and found that the water temperature was okay, so he brought the wooden basin to the side of the bed, ready to wash Lin Feng's feet.

"Concubine, come and wash your feet." The prince spoke.

Lin Feng smiled slightly, and then quickly sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for the prince to wash his feet.

Immediately afterwards, the prince came to Lin Feng's side, squatted down and began to take off Lin Feng's shoes and socks.

"Concubine, why are your feet so small?" The prince said while washing Lin Feng's feet.

Are you stupid? How many women have you seen with big feet? Can a woman look good with big feet?

Looks like I told you about this question half a year ago, right? Have you forgotten?

"Mo Feifu, do you like women with big feet?" Lin Feng was a little unhappy, and then spoke.

Although Lin Feng was a little unhappy, in the eyes of the prince, Lin Feng had been knocked over by himself.

The prince smiled slightly, and then said, "Aifei, are you jealous?"

Jealous? I'll eat your sister! Will I eat your vinegar? Get out of the way, you!

After listening to what the prince said, Lin Feng immediately spoke: "If you like to call a big woman, then go out and find it."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he immediately raised his legs, wiped the water stains with a towel, and then went to bed and lay down.

Your sister, if you don't wash it, you will make me angry.

The prince was slightly stunned, completely unaware of his seemingly ordinary question, but it attracted Lin Feng's dissatisfaction.

The prince sighed helplessly, and then said, "My husband has washed your feet, shouldn't you also wash your husband's feet?"

"Don't you forget, in the days when you were sick, my husband washed your feet every day." The prince paused and said.

What's wrong with washing your feet a few times? Looks like I've been serving you for half a year, right?

In the past six months, have I been waiting for you to wash your feet every day?

After washing your feet so many times, you ran over to ask for merit and rewards, are you ashamed? Why are you so shameless?

"Don't you like women with big feet? Go find a woman with big feet and wait for you to wash your feet! Lin Feng sat up, glanced at the prince and said.

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he put on the quilt and fell asleep, no longer caring about the prince.

The prince shook his head helplessly, and could only wash his feet by himself.

The prince didn't expect this sentence at all, it actually offended Lin Feng and made Lin Feng angry.

If he had known that Lin Feng would be angry when he heard this, he wouldn't have said anything about it.