She got out of Ji Yannuo's arms, raised her head and asked curiously: "Your Highness, how do you know that covering your lower abdomen with your hands is effective?"
Based on her understanding of Ji Yannuo, she would never bother with such trivial matters.
Ji Yannuo curled his lips and did not answer her question.
He just lightly tapped the tip of Ye Fuxun's nose: "It hurts like this. How many days will it hurt?"
"It usually only hurts on the first day." Ye Fuxun thought for a while. In fact, for her, she had long been used to stomach pain, and it passed after she endured it.
The most unbearable thing is that there is no sanitary napkin!
The menstrual belt used by ancient women during menstruation is really hard to describe.
Even though the water absorption function is far inferior to that of sanitary napkins, there are no wings!
Why is it so embarrassing for her who likes to roll around in her sleep?
I miss the ultra-long night wings, and I miss the safety pants!
Huh? Safety pants?
Ye Fuxun bit his clothes and fell into thought.
This sanitary napkin is not easy to invent, and the wings are not easy to adjust, but it seems that the safety pants are not difficult to make?
If she has the safety pants, she won’t have to worry about leakage during menstruation at night!
"Besides the pain, what other discomforts will there be?"
Ji Yannuo was puzzled when he saw Ye Fuxun biting his quilt, frowning and smiling at the same time.
"ah?"
Ye Fuxun raised his eyes, shook his head and said, "Others are fine."
"Didn't you say you'll be in a bad mood?" Ji Yannuo asked to find out.
"Your Highness, are you talking about the impact on emotions?"
Ye Fuxun was really curious about where Ji Yannuo heard this from. She poked Ji Yannuo's chest with a smile, and guiltily looked at the water stains on her clothes that she had bitten.
"Your Highness, please tell me who told you, and I will answer your Highness's question."
Ji Yannuo pursed his lips.
After a moment, two words popped out of his mouth: "King Chu."
"Pfft!" Ye Fuxun couldn't help laughing.
A big boss like the King of Chu actually studies these things?
Could it be that Princess Chu taught him?
"Answer." Ji Yannuo hugged the body that was shaking with laughter tightly, "Don't move."
God knows how else this woman wants to test his endurance.
"Okay." Ye Fuxun felt something strange and instantly became honest, "Your Highness, I am not smiling anymore."
"Generally speaking, I feel more easily irritable and angry these days."
Ji Yannuo raised his eyebrows.
Unexpectedly, what King Chu said was not all nonsense.
When Ye Fuxun woke up early the next morning, he felt that his body was warm and he didn't even feel any pain in his stomach.
She opened her eyes in confusion, and met Ji Yannuo's black eyes: "Good morning, Your Highness."
Suddenly, she discovered that Demon Ji's hand seemed to be still on her lower abdomen.
Isn't this... tiring?
Ye Fuxun grabbed his hand and pulled him up: "Your Highness, my concubine's stomach doesn't hurt much anymore."
"Really?" Ji Yannuo raised his eyebrows slightly and held her hand with his backhand.
Ye Fuxun nodded vigorously in his arms and smiled sweetly: "Thanks to Your Highness for helping me warm my belly, it really doesn't hurt now!"
The corners of Ji Yannuo's mouth curled up slightly.
After breakfast, we set off to continue our journey to Jicheng.
Ye Fuxun was absent-minded on the carriage. From time to time she opened the curtain and looked out. Her eyes suddenly lit up. She saw Xiaoyu holding a piece of cloth and needlework.
She made a 'wait for me' gesture from Xiaoyu, then returned to the car and looked at Ji Yannuo: "Your Highness, can I sit in Xiaoyu's carriage?"
Xiaoyu's carriage followed at the end of the convoy. The carriage was originally used to carry simple luggage for their trip. The space inside was very small, and there was only room for two people to sit with their knees touching their knees.
In fact, this was nothing to Ye Fuxun. When she was still Liangyuan, she rode in such a regulated carriage.
After hearing her words, Ji Yannuo raised his eyebrows and said, "The reason."
"I want to make some female celebrities with Xiaoyu." Ye Fuxun knew that Demon Ji would not let her go easily, and he had no intention of hiding the reason from Ji Yannuo. She added, "It's something for women."
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Ji Yannuo pursed his lips.
"A quarter of an hour?"
Ye Fuxun:......
How can this time be enough?
It takes an hour to basically finish the job.
She stretched out two fingers and said, "Your Highness, can you please tolerate two hours?"
Ji Yannuo's face turned dark instantly.
What female celebrity actually needs two hours?
Isn’t Ah Xun always bad at being a female celebrity?
"If you need anything, you can buy it." He pursed his lips.
Ye Fulun nuzzled towards Ji Yannuo and poked his arm with his finger: "Your Highness, what I want to make is not available in the market."
Seeing that Ji Yannuo was unmoved, Ye Fuxun grinned again and smiled very sweetly, "I don't think I have a stomachache. I want to be a female celebrity to relieve the pain that has not been applicable these days..."
She raised another finger, "How about an hour?"
Ji Yannuo looked at her and reluctantly gave in: "In an hour, I will go to the King of Chu to play chess."
"Your Highness, you are the best!" Ye Fuxun immediately smiled with his big watery eyes, pushed Ji Yannuo out of the carriage, and asked Xiaoyu to sit on it.
"Xiaoyu," she took out a piece of paper from her arms. She quickly drew it after getting up in the morning and took advantage of the opportunity. "Can you help me sew it according to this pattern?"
Xiaoyu took the paper, looked at it carefully and asked curiously: "Mother, what is this?"
"These are called...small underwear." Ye Fuxun explained, "They are an improved version of the underwear we usually wear."
Xiaoyu clicked her tongue and exclaimed: "No wonder they are called small underpants, they look really small. I guess this is made and it has to be snug to put it on."
Ye Fuxun smiled and nodded, this was the effect he wanted.
Otherwise, how to prevent side leakage?
"This part of the outline is all the way to the back," Ye Fuxun explained carefully, "and it needs to be double-sewed."
Xiaoyu: "Go back to your Majesty, I will save you."
She tilted her head again, pointed to the double lines drawn on the pattern and asked, "Madam, the double-layered part should be divided into several pieces?"
"Yes." Ye Fuxun raised his thumb and agreed, "Xiaoyu, these little panties are also called peace of mind pants. They are specially used during menstruation."
“After sewing, tuck cotton into a double layer of fabric in each area so the cotton doesn’t clump together.”
Xiaoyu thought about it carefully and suddenly opened her mouth: "My dear, you mean to make the whole pair of pants like a menstrual belt, which can be absorbed, absorbed..."
"That's right." Ye Fuxun said with a smile, "This way, even if you are fast asleep at night, you don't have to worry about it leaking from one side."
"Empress, you are so amazing!"
Xiaoyu's eyes were full of admiration, and she took out the fabric and needle and thread with great interest, "This is easy to make, I should be able to sew it quickly."
Seeing that she was working hard and her men were not idle, Ye Fuxun took out paper and pen and spread them out on the table, writing and drawing while thinking.
By the time Xiaoyu sewed the small underwear, Ye Fuxun had finished everything he wanted to write.
She looked at the pile of paper in her hand with satisfaction, and looked through it again, her eyes full of interest.