Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

A dark shadow passed by, and Yan Siyuan fell on Qingyun's window.

When Qingyun saw him, she raised her hands to cover her eyes. I don't need anyone to save me, I'm fine on my own.

Yan Siyuan looked at Qingyun who was covering her face, and was a little puzzled, "What are you doing here if you don't sleep at night?".

Qingyun let go of her hand and said, "That's better than you. Who is a good person who doesn't sleep at night and climbs through other people's windows?"

Yan Siyuan smiled and jumped into the house. Take out a food box, put it on the table, and take out the pastries from it.

"The best pastries in Xuanji City are all here. I know you are always hungry at night recently, so eat quickly."

Qingyun looked at the table full of cakes and felt touched for a moment.

She has indeed been eating a lot lately and is always hungry at night. Yan Siyuan was often asked to open a small stove for her in the middle of the night. Unexpectedly, not only was he not impatient, but he was still thinking about her habit when he got here.

But now, it seems that it is not the time to eat cakes. She felt another wave of heat.

Yan Siyuan saw Qingyun just staring at the pastry, with no intention of eating it. Some doubts. The sudden smell of blood made him panic.

"What's wrong with you? Are you injured? When did it happen? Is it serious?...". He asked a lot of questions and even grabbed Qingyun's shoulders and shook her gently.

Qingyun's brain was almost shaken by him. And this way, side leakage is easier.

Qingyun couldn't bear it anymore and pushed him away, "I'm not hurt and it's okay. Stop shaking me."

Qingyun's resistance made Yan Siyuan feel more and more that Qingyun was hiding something from him.

"Since you are not injured, how come you smell of blood?".

Qingyun glanced at him, feeling very helpless. He lowered his head and whispered, "Because I'm here to be my aunt."

She spoke quickly and slurred. Look carefully, her face is already red.

Yan Siyuan didn't hear clearly what she was saying. "What did you say?"

Qingyun held back her breath and said again, "I'm here to be my aunt."

Although the voice was a little louder, the speed was still very fast, and the words were blurred.

"I really can't hear what you are saying. If you don't want to say it, forget it. When you want to say it...".

He could see Qingyun's reluctance, and he didn't want to force her to do anything. But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qingyun.

Qingyun shouted angrily: "You must have donkey hair stuffed in your ears, I said I'm here to be my aunt."

She was really angry, and she said the last few words word for word. After speaking, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look up at him.

Yan Siyuan was stunned on the spot for a moment, but he reacted after a while.

However, he was not shy at all, but nervously took away a few pastries on the table. He closed the windows and lit the charcoal pot in the house.

She took out a blanket from Qingyun's cabinet and spread it on Qingyun's bed.

Qingyun looked at his busy figure, a little confused, "What are you doing?".

"The weather is too cold, you need to keep warm. There are some pastries that you can't eat at this time. You can eat them after you feel better. And... you wait for me for a while."

He paused and jumped out of the window again. Don't forget to close the window after you go out.

Qingyun felt the warmth in the room, then looked at the blanket on the bed and the pastries on the table. I don't know why, but I feel the tip of my nose is sore. Some want to cry.

She knew that this was the emotional sensitivity of her aunt, but she couldn't help but get wet in her eyes.

Yan Siyuan came back quickly, holding a package in his hand. He placed the package on the table.

"This is the menstrual belt. I took a lot of it. Wait a minute...". He wanted to say something else, but didn't say it.

There was a knock on Qingyun's door, and Yan Siyuan went to open the door. Mo Linghuai walked in, looked at the items on the table, and smiled silently.

"Your Majesty Ninth Prince, you can leave now."

Yan Siyuan nodded and left. Before leaving, he looked back at Qingyun.

Qingyun looked at Mo Linghuai in confusion, "Mother, why are you here?"

"Of course someone asked me to come." Mo Linghuai walked towards Qingyun and reached out to touch her belly, "But does it hurt here?".

Qingyun's grievance came over all of a sudden. She lay on Mo Linghuai and said with tears in her eyes: "It hurts, mother~".

Mo Linghuai gently stroked her back and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, this is a good thing. This means that our Xue'er has grown up and will be a big girl."

Qingyun couldn't stop her tears. She knew what menstruation was, but no one had ever told her such a thing.

When she got her first period, she hid in a corner and cried all night, thinking she was going to die.

It wasn't until an older girl told her that she got better. But it was really an unforgettable experience.

She also gets scared every time she gets her period. The cold hands and feet are just a stress reaction left over from childhood.

Mo Linghuai led Qingyun to the bedside. Seeing the blanket on the bed, I smiled knowingly. He took out a new set of clothes from the cabinet and handed them to Qingyun, then opened the package on the table.

There were many menstrual belts inside, and she took one of them. He pinched it with his hands, and a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

Qingyun changed her clothes with Mo Linghuai's help, and Mo Linghuai taught her how to use a menstrual belt. Qingyun was completely relieved.

Sitting on the bed. Mo Linghuai sat beside the bed. Qingyun held a hand stove in her hand, which was just big enough for her to put on her lower abdomen. I feel warm in my lower abdomen, and it's not as painful as it was at the beginning.

Mo Linghuai patted Qingyun's hand, "There are few men in the world who are not taboo about women's menstruation. They always think that it is unclean and filthy, and they always stay away from it.

Even the emperor is like this. Only in front of the person you truly love will you not feel disgusted at all." She glanced at the heater in Qingyun's hand and Tang Pozi at her feet.

Qingyun blinked, "Will my father dislike my mother?"

"He doesn't dare," Mo Linghuai said confidently.

"That's right, if dad dislikes mom, my eldest brother and I will beat him up." Qingyun waved her little fist.

Mo Linghuai laughed and said, "Okay, okay, have a good rest. Don't get cold at night."

"Okay", Qingyun responded obediently.

She changed the topic on purpose, and Mo Linghuai also saw that she didn't want to talk about that topic, so she stopped talking. She was just talking about Yan Siyuan's attentiveness and kindness to her.

But she knew that Yan Siyuan came from modern times. What I received was the most normal education in the 21st century. Menstruation is a completely normal thing for him.

Naturally, he cannot be as taboo as people in ancient times, not necessarily because she is the person he likes.

Feeling the warmth under her feet, she thought of herself again. Shaking his head, he tried to get rid of that image.

When she opened her eyes again, Yan Siyuan was already at her bedside.