The improvised camp was quickly set up, and the first fire was lit in the open space in front of the first tent, but it was immediately requisitioned and occupied by the chief logistics officer—before the food was cooked, Iger boiled several pots of water in a row, and then ran out to sit outside and wait, looking at the soldiers around him, he really didn't know what he was doing.

Thankfully, the construction of the camp and the preparation of dinner took up most of the team's energy, and no one paid attention to the situation. Waiting patiently for Arya to finish bathing and changing her clothes before Egg entered the tent and poured out the dirty water and the girl's soiled pants.

Felt like a babysitter.

But if only the trouble could end like this, I would be a babysitter for a while...... However, after dinner, Arya muttered that her stomach hurt.

"There are no bachelors or doctors in the team. "Is it a bad stomach or menstrual cramps?" Egg couldn't tell, he scratched his head in annoyance, "I'll get you a hot towel, you can cover it yourself." ”

This plan didn't let him live for long, and after cleaning up the dinner and laying the floor, the girl came up to him with a sad face: "Master, it still hurts badly, take a break...... It was as if someone was stabbing me in the stomach with a knife. ”

"So what can I do? Egg's scalp was itchy, and he resisted the urge to scratch his head, and helplessly spread his hands: "Is it possible that I will rub it for you?"

It's a joke, and Egger makes fun of it every time he meets a female friend who says he has a stomachache before the crossing, but he's never really rubbed anyone's stomach. Arya didn't hear the helplessness and joking meaning of this sentence - maybe she could, but now she was tormented by abdominal pain and couldn't think. With tears in her eyes, she looked at Egg for a few seconds and whispered, "Knead...... Can it be better, why don't you try it?"

"Why should I try it?" Egger rolled his eyes, suspecting that his little apprentice was stupid: "Don't you have any hands yourself?"

"Oh yes...... Then I'll rub it and see. ”

......

"Well, it seems to be useful. ”

"That's fine, rub it yourself, I'll go around the camp, you stay in the tent and don't move around. ”

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No one is stupid, and the hundred soldiers sent by Robb Stark to Egger can of course see that the dozens of extra people in the team are the bodyguards of the monarch killer, but these people from the Westland have put on black clothes in advance and have always maintained a low profile and restraint, so there has been no conflict between the two sides along the way.

It's a good thing, but Egger doesn't intend to put all his hopes on the quality and consciousness of these rough men, and he has always been on high alert to the situation in the team, lest there be infighting or unrest.

I made arrangements for the vigil rounds, walked around the camp again, and communicated with more than 200 people who automatically formed small groups. After fully understanding the psychological dynamics of the members, it is determined that there are no uncontrollable internal contradictions in the team...... After fulfilling his duties as a "political commissar", the sun had already set, and Iger stretched and walked back to the tent.

Arya was a rare not to run around, she sat on the bed that belonged to her on the side of the tent, gritting her teeth and rubbing her stomach. Seeing that her face was full of bitterness, Egger asked with concern: "What, is it useful to rub your belly?"

The girl was tortured to look weak, with an expression on her face that was worse than death: "It's much better to rub it, but it hurts again if you don't rub it." ”

"Is that so...... Then rub it. Egg gave the only advice he could give at the moment, and he was answered with a few sickly snorts. The man sighed, walked to the other end of the tent, blew out the lamp, lay down on his bunk, and covered himself with a blanket to end the day.

I went north to avoid trouble, but the trouble was not less at all...... Egg smiled bitterly in the dark, and denied his psychological role in his mind: compared to the huge losses that may be suffered by the Night's Watch industry due to offending Lan Li, dealing with a bleeding little girl can only be regarded as a small trouble, endure it, and when you reach Winterfell, it will be over.

Turning over and closing his eyes, it was about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, before the crossing, which should be the beginning of the nightlife, but in this world of nothing, there was nothing to do but sleep - he remembered the joke that "the fertility rate was high in the era of electricity". Relaxing his body and emptying his head, Iger plans to fall asleep as quickly as he has become accustomed to since entering this world, and prepare himself physiologically for tomorrow's early riser.

There was a sound of kicking and trampling in her ears, and Arya ran to the edge of his bunk, knelt beside him and pushed him: "Master-I can't rub it, you can help me rub it." ”

"What, I'll rub it for you?" Iger turned his head: "How much effort can it take to rub your stomach, and you can't rub it?"

"Kneading is moving," said Arya aggrievedly, "but when I rubbed and kneaded, I became sleepy, and then when I was about to fall asleep, I woke up in pain again, and I was so uncomfortable that I died." ”

"Alas...... What a thing!" Egg turned over, not planning to pay attention to her: "Go back to your own bed, a girl's house, ask a man to rub his belly, what kind of body!"

"Master, please, I'm so uncomfortable that I want to die......" Arya let out a low cry as she tried to tear off the blanket that Iger was covering and slipped into it.

"What a fuss. Egger sat up in annoyance, glaring at the girl, regardless of whether she could see it in the dark or not: "Do you think it's not enough to lie to others that I touched your ass, and now you want to make a 'I slept with you'?"

"Master, I was wrong...... I promise never to play that joke with you again. Arya pleaded with tears, "I don't want to live anymore—"

......

The girl's painful tone didn't seem to be fake, did it really hurt so much? Egger frowned suspiciously, because he had entered the northern realm, and the temperature at night was extremely low, he quickly lay back in his place, and covered himself and Arya with a blanket: "You girl, can you have a little backbone? You roll your eyes at me in the morning, and beg me to rub your stomach in the evening, what is this called!"

"Woo-master, I promise I won't dare again, I'll listen to you all what you say in the future!" A girl who is only in her early tens, and who is facing people close to her, where does she have any backbone? Arya is about to go crazy from this endless labor pain...... Who can make her not hurt at the moment, let alone admit her mistakes and swear, she is willing to do whatever she is told to do. He twisted his body and arched into the man's arms, pressed his back against Egger's chest, grabbed him with one hand and pulled it to his stomach, forcing him to rub his belly.

Egger was annoyed, but it was not caused by the death of the bear child—since it was not her fault, the tantrum was unkind, and after thinking about it, he decided to be a little more gentle and friendly to the girl who was in her menstrual period. At this time, it can be described as a charcoal in the snow, and it is an opportunity to brush up on favorability sent to the door, although I don't know what else Arya can do to help me without King's Landing...... Either way, she'll always be Miss Stark.

......

Arya's body was cold, as thin as a bamboo pole, and her little hands were even colder. I don't know if it's because of the cold or the pain, my body is still trembling slightly. Iger held her in his arms, and did not have any thoughts, but a natural sympathy and pity of primates for the "young kind" spontaneously emerged, and his hand adjusted its position and pressed it on her stomach: "Is this it?"

"A little further down. ”

"This?"

"Further down...... Uh-huh, that's it!" Arya snorted, her voice quickly turning from pain to relaxation, and she all shrank into Egg's arms. The body of an adult male was so great to her, and the girl was like a little beast stuck in the mire, completely in the crook of Egger's strong arms, and the muscles and bones of men were everywhere like a great furnace, warming her otherwise cold body in all directions, and the hand that pressed on her lower abdomen...... It was warmer than her own, but also stronger than her own, as if by magic, and after a few rubbings, the pain was greatly reduced, and she longed to shrink into the man's body.

"Much better...... Hmm...... Don't stop. For the first time, Arya felt so happy that she was not sick, twisted her body, and squeezed him into his arms again: "Master-you said that this bleeding is normal, and that stomach pain is normal." ”

"I don't know about this, it shouldn't be normal. It may be very different depending on the person's constitution. ”

"Uh-" Arya snorted sadly, "Then I must be the unluckiest, I've never heard of anyone who hurts as much as I do." Will it ever be like this?"

"Bleeding happens once a month, I don't know if it hurts, when you get used to it, or get stronger, don't run around all day, it may be better." ”

"Ahh......h There's no way to keep it from coming. ”

"Yes, find a man to give you a 'needle', and if you're lucky, you won't come back for ten months. ”

"A stitch?" Arya didn't understand, "The master...... Do you get a needle. ”

The irritability was driven away, and Iger almost laughed out loud, rubbing the girl's head with his free hand: "Don't make a fuss, sleep, it's your future husband's right to give you a 'needle'." ”

No matter how stupid Arya is, she understands it now. I was so uncomfortable that I was going to die, but the master was still in the mood to joke...... She snorted dissatisfiedly, but she didn't dare to complain if she asked for it: "I don't want to marry." ”

"I don't care if you want to marry or not. Egger had already learned his lesson, so he didn't meddle in things: "Go back and discuss this matter with your parents, don't talk to the master again, understand?"

"Oh......" Speaking of her parents, Arya quickly remembered another thing: "Master, my father is in King's Landing...... It should be fine. ”

Will he be okay? It depends on the decisions and actions of the three guys, Lan Li, Stannis, and Robb. The single bunk stuffed two people was a little crowded, and Arya didn't have any "capital" to make people distracted or physiologically reacted now, Egger took the little one in his arms and hugged her to adjust to the most comfortable side lying position.

"Don't worry, it's going to be fine, aren't you going to sleep, stop talking, close your eyes. ”

"Hmm-okay. Reluctantly, Arya obediently closed her mouth, enjoying the bio-heating stove and massage machine that surrounded her, and closed her eyes.

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