Gu Qingyuan was taken out of the fairy-like clean room by Pei Jinting, wiped clean, and placed on the couch.
She didn't understand why Pei Jinting had so many tricks but never really did that kind of thing to her.
If she hadn't read the brochure, she would have doubted that this was indeed the case during the wedding night.
The man's kiss fell in small pieces, and the gentle kiss gradually turned into the intertwining of lips and teeth.
Suddenly, delicate knuckles pressed his hand.
"Pei Jinting."
"Huh?" His lips and teeth stopped at the corners of her lips, his dark eyes filled with emotion and his voice was hoarse.
One hand was on the back of her head, and the other hand was placed somewhere.
"So Yuanyuan." He asked softly, "Tell me, what do you want?"
Gu Qingyuan shook her head, biting her lip, and her words were like cold water poured into a hot oil pan, "No more..."
After she said the words hesitantly, she closed her eyes, not wanting to look at the livid-faced man.
Gu Qingyuan was extremely embarrassed.
She had never been so ugly in her life. Her face was as red as hot iron.
Her menstruation was often irregular, but this time it happened silently.
When he changed into clean clothes and came out of the clean room, Pei Jinting happened to come out of the clean room next door and looked unhappy.
Wearing only a pair of bright red silk trousers, she has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, strong and muscular, containing endless power.
Hearing the footsteps, he looked over and met her eyes. The air seemed to have stopped for a moment and became extremely quiet.
Gu Qingyuan took a deep breath and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Yes, I'm sorry..."
She couldn't hide her panic in her tone, and her eyes were wandering around Pei Jinting and herself in confusion.
Pei Jinting glanced at her long eyelashes that were trembling slightly, and his tone was neither cold nor indifferent,
"My husband doesn't accept verbal apology. I want to apologize. It's you who will take the initiative next time..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Qingyuan's eyes widened and she suspected that she was hearing hallucinations.
After struggling like this for quite a while, when the two of them lay on the bed again, Gu Qingyuan clutched her stomach and curled up.
Pei Jinting frowned and looked at her, slightly pursed his lower lip, and condescended to her.
"Abdominal pain? How about my husband rub it for you?"
Gu Qingyuan turned her head sideways, paused for a while, then supported his hand and pressed it on his aching lower abdomen.
The hot palm was handed over to her with a comfortable temperature, and the man gently rubbed her belly with a serious expression.
The intensity was moderate, making Gu Qingyuan squint her eyes.
"Pei Jinting, you are such a good person."
With sleepy eyes, a very thin sound escaped from her lips.
Good people.
Pei Jinting lowered his head and looked at Gu Qingyuan in this posture.
After staring at her for a while, he gently put her down in his arms, got off the bed, put on his coat, and ordered the people outside,
"Let Lin Feng come over."
When people came, he had put down the curtain, took out Gu Qingyuan's hand from the bed curtain, put a silk handkerchief on it, and signaled Lin Feng to check her pulse.
During the pulse diagnosis, he sat at the end of the bed and watched silently.
Lin Feng was not Pei Jinting's friend before. One year when Pei Jinting fell ill, he changed from being a disciple of the imperial court to being Pei Jinting's exclusive doctor.
This is of course the emperor's order.
Lin Feng took his pulse for a while, and his peaceful expression slowly turned heavy.
He put down his hands and said solemnly,
"Sir, can I use my other hand?"
Pei Jinting looked at him solemnly and said nothing. He just leaned over and gently placed Gu Qingyuan's other hand outside the bed tent.
Lin Feng pressed for a while, and Pei Jinting asked impatiently, "Do you know how to diagnose a pulse?"
Lin Feng reluctantly took back his hand, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Pei Jinting.
Pei Jinting put Gu Qingyuan's hands back on the quilt, closed the bed curtain, and motioned to Lin Feng to speak outside the screen.
"Sir, it's really strange that Madam's palace is very cold. I'm afraid she didn't take good care of her in the past."
"Speaking of it, she is also a noble daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo. Why is she like this?"
Pei Jinting was silent. He saw her in so much pain just now and thought something was wrong with her, so he asked Lin Feng to check her pulse while she was asleep.
I didn't expect it to be true.
He looked at Lin Feng with heavy eyes and asked, "Why does she have a cold palace?"
Lin Fenggang wanted to hang his book bag and explain in detail the reason for the woman's uterine cold. Seeing Pei Jinting's face, he changed his words,
"I see that Madam's palace coldness has little to do with her physical condition. It should be the root cause of her illness."
"If it wasn't that I often took cold water during menstruation in the past, and the evil cold invaded the body, or I just took cold water in my childhood without paying attention, and if I didn't take care of it, it would become more and more serious year by year."
"Not only has she not taken care of herself over the years, she must have taken a lot of pain-relieving decoctions. This medicine is not delicious."
"Sir, it's good to find out now. In two years, even if you find out, you won't be able to deal with it. Xu Hui's heirs will be in trouble."
Pei Jinting pressed the tip of his tongue against the root of his teeth, thinking that the palace of the Duke of Zhenguo looked bright and beautiful, but it was so filthy inside.
Is it because there is no doctor to hire, or is it because I can’t afford the money for medicine?
What happened to her that she needed to take a dip in cold water during menstruation? When she was a child, she would never hide in the pond and hide and seek like him.
And Lu Wenze, I don’t know how to take care of her.
Thinking of Gu Qingyuan following Lu Wenze like a little bird in the past, Pei Jinting gritted his teeth and finally spoke a few words under his breath,
"How to fix it."
Before he could ask, Lin Feng had already obediently written down the recipe.
He blew on the paper, handed it to Pei Jinting, coughed, and said meaningfully,
"Young master, there is no need to worry. There has always been a folk remedy for women who are timid. If someone can unblock it and the yang energy in the body is sufficient, the pain can be alleviated to a certain extent."
Lin Feng spoke very cryptically, but Pei Jinting understood it immediately.
"But..." Lin Feng dragged out a long tone in a desperate manner, sweeping over Pei Jinting's tall figure,
"Although this folk remedy is easy to use, it only treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. Moderation is still the best thing. Young Master..."
He really didn't expect that this young man was trying every possible means to snatch the bride back to his home, but it had already been three days and he was still innocent.
It seems that he is determined and responsible. In addition to taking care of the new wife, he also has to take care of the young master.
Sleeping can relieve fatigue, but Gu Qingyuan felt very tired this night.
When she woke up, the bed curtains were closed and silent.
There was patter of rain outside the window again, and I couldn't tell what time it was.
Maybe Pei Jinting's gentle rubbing worked, because on the first day of menstruation, she was always so painful that she broke out in a cold sweat.
Today I feel less pain in my stomach.
She turned over, held her belly, and slowly sat up.
She thought there was no one in the room and did not deliberately restrain her movements. Unexpectedly, as soon as she sat up, a voice came from behind the screen.
Pei Jinting walked in, hooked up the bed curtain, and naturally sat in front of the bed.
He took Gu Qingyuan's hand and stroked the back of her neck, questioning with disgust in his stern and beautiful eyebrows,
"Gu Yuanyuan, you can do it. My husband was so busy last night that he didn't sleep all night."
"I also soiled my husband's clothes."
Gu Qingyuan lowered her head like a child who made a mistake. Of course she knew that her sleeping position was not stable during menstruation.