After Chu Yao finished his domineering declaration, he once again pounced on Wu Shuang, holding her face firmly with his large hand, preventing her from swaying left or right, and then kissed her decisively.
Wushuang had been used to being kissed on the cheek since she was a child, and her little mouth had been kissed several times since the Northern Tour, but never as passionately as now.
At first, she resisted fiercely, clenching her fists and pounding on Chu Yao's shoulders. But as his kiss deepened, her stiff body gradually went limp, and her small fists opened weakly, instead grabbing Chu Yao's clothes on his shoulders.
The kiss ended as abruptly as it began.
Chu Yao propped himself up on his arms, panting as he straightened his disheveled clothes, and placed the dazed Wu Shuang back on the pillow: "Sleep well, stop fooling around."
Wushuang was still in a daze and failed to refute the guy who was really making trouble by accusing the villain first.
Chu Yao sat down on the edge of the bed to put on his boots. Wu Shuang grabbed his clothes with her small hands and whispered, "I don't want to sleep alone."
She's been living in fear for days, so it's not unreasonable for her to ask a handsome man for company.
Chu Yao readily complied, quickly taking off the boots he had just put on and lying down next to Wu Shuang.
In the middle of the night, Wushuang felt waves of pain in her lower abdomen while she was asleep.
She groggily opened her eyes, propped herself up on the mattress, and sat up, only to find that the area she touched was damp.
"Ah..." Wushuang exclaimed briefly.
It couldn't be bedwetting...
She thought to herself, "I absolutely mustn't let Chu Yao know."
However, the exclamation had already woken Chu Yao up.
"What's wrong?" He sat up and felt an unusual dampness and a slight smell of blood when he touched the bedding.
He pulled back the bed curtains with a whoosh. The sky was already turning white. Although the sun had not yet risen, the light coming through the lattice window was enough for him to see clearly.
The blood-soaked area radiated irregularly outwards from Wushuang's buttocks...
Chu Yao had practiced martial arts since childhood and believed that even in his sleep, no ordinary person could get close to him. However, he did not feel that anyone had entered just now, so how could Wushuang be injured?
The blood soaked the bedding; that must be very serious.
Wushuang also realized the situation; this was... her first period.
There's no limit to how embarrassing it can get.
She covered her face with her clean hand that hadn't touched the sheets, and said weakly, "You...you don't look, call Qiqiao."
Wushuang needed someone to take care of her daily life, so Qiqiao and Chaohua came along by boat.
"Why did you call her here?" Chu Yao asked. "Does she know how to treat injuries? We need to find the doctor on board. Even if the injury is too painful to see, I'm here for you."
Wushuang curled herself into a ball and whispered, "It's not an injury... Only Qiqiao and the others can do something about it."
Having lived two lives, this wasn't her first time experiencing menstruation, so she wasn't frightened. However, her mother, Madam Yang, had been preparing menstrual supplies for her since Wushuang was eleven years old. These supplies were all entrusted to Qiqiao to manage, and were regularly washed and replaced to ensure cleanliness and health.
Wushuang's maids were all very capable, so much so that she had no idea where these things were stored.
However, this cannot be blamed on her. Apart from the time she stayed with Ye Mingzhu, Wushuang had never had the opportunity to rummage through her belongings or organize her clothes in either of her two lives. She always told the maid to put them away when she didn't need them, and to look them up when she wanted to use them.
She stammered and hesitated, unable to explain clearly what had happened.
Chu Yao, who also had a younger sister, pondered for a moment and surprisingly came to understand this ineffable realm.
"Cough, you... don't be afraid." He actually felt embarrassed too, completely forgetting that Wushuang was also reborn, and comforted her as if she were an innocent little girl, "Today, when spring begins, Wanwan also... you see, she's usually lively and energetic, not affected at all. Alright, I'll go find Qiqiao here."
Qiqiao and Chaohua rested in the corner room of the west wing. Chu Yao knocked on the door three times, and the room was quickly lit up. Then Qiqiao came out to answer the door, wearing an outer robe.
"Your Highness, what are your orders?"
Of course, Chu Yao couldn't tell the truth: "I was just woken up by a noise. It sounded like your daughter was crying. Go and see if she's having a nightmare."
Qiqiao immediately took the candlestick and went into Wushuang's room.
Chu Yao then waited in the main room.
After a good while, Qiqiao came out of the house: "Your Highness, the young lady is fine, she just caught a chill. I'll go to the kitchen to make her some hot soup to warm her up."
“Okay, you go ahead. I’ll go in and check on her.” Chu Yao nodded.
He went back into the room and walked to the bedside. Half of the bed curtains were draped on the hooks, and he could see that the bedding had been replaced with clean ones. The color of Wushuang's nightgown was also different. It was clear that Qiqiao had spent so much time helping Wushuang change and wash.
Wushuang lay with her back to the outside of the bed. Hearing footsteps approaching, she covered her face and said, "Don't come any closer. Go back to your room."
"Didn't you say you didn't want to sleep alone?" Chu Yao asked.
"Wushuang said, 'They've completely lost face...'"
"I didn't say I disliked you." Chu Yao lay down on the bed.
Wushuang jumped up in fright and pushed him away with both hands and feet: "Don't do that, Qiqiao will be back soon."
Chu Yao stretched out his large hand, grabbed her snow-white little foot, and laughed, "So what if she's back? Do you want to kick me off the bed again?"
"So what if I kick you?" Wushuang said fiercely, kicking and thrashing her little feet, but she could never escape Chu Yao's clutches.
The two were tugging and pulling at each other, with Chu Yao stealing kisses from time to time, completely forgetting the passage of time.
When the woman returned from her prayers for skill, she witnessed this embarrassing scene.
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