His mother's vicious words came into his ears through the water and sounded blurry.

"The maidens in the harem are all bitches. They act like foxes every day and compete with me for the emperor." She changed the subject and pointed the finger at Yun Ji. "You are also a bitch. If it weren't for the rumor about you that scared the emperor away, why would he not come to see me for so long!"

Concubine Jing's force became stronger and stronger. She was hysterical: "It's all because of you, it's all because of you!"

The story of "scaring the previous emperor away" started with Dali Longyun.

Ever since Yun Ji was born, the emperor's health has been getting worse day by day. The imperial teacher seemed to know something but was unwilling to reveal it.

The mysterious attitude of the Imperial Master made the late Emperor even more anxious. He pestered the Imperial Master again and placed him under house arrest in the palace, in order to force him to tell the reason.

The state teacher had profound magical powers, so it would not be difficult for him to escape. However, he did not leave. Instead, he sat cross-legged in the hall, feeling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as if no one was around.

He didn't like to move, and sitting in meditation without leaving the temple was just what he wanted. Besides, he had been fasting for a long time, so he didn't need food.

To him, the previous emperor's house arrest seemed like child's play.

The late emperor was unable to do anything with him, yet was unwilling to let him go easily, so he had to confront him silently.

The late emperor was dragged by him like this, and considering that the prince looked different from ordinary people and was smarter than ordinary children, a guess arose in his heart.

When Yun Ji was born, the imperial teacher said that he was a sign of good fortune for Dali and would bring good luck to Dali.

This is true. Compared with before, the situation in Dali is indeed improving, order has gradually been restored on the border, and people are living a stable life.

However, only he, the emperor, looked increasingly haggard, as if all his energy had been drained away.

He had seen Yun Ji's eyes. At first glance, the purple eyes were clear, like a shallow beach; but when he looked closely, he could not see the bottom at a glance, like a deep pool.

When Yun Ji stared at him, the emperor would unconsciously feel his hair stand on end. That feeling was like being stared at by a wild beast, with an indescribable horror.

It was really weird that a little baby's eyes could scare him.

Could it be that his physical weakness is related to Yun Ji?

As if his conjecture was confirmed, a few days later, the imperial teacher finally ended his meditation. As if he had made up his mind, he left a clue in the pavilion by the lake in the imperial garden and then floated away.

There are magical words left by the national teacher on the chairs in the pavilion - "Nothing can be hidden, the dragon energy gathers in the purple pool".

Rumors were terrifying, and the late emperor's frailty was no secret. Soon, the news reached Anhui Palace, Concubine Jing, and Yun Ji's ears.

Yun Ji was practicing calligraphy when he heard the message from the palace servant. Hearing this, he paused, said nothing, and continued to complete the homework assigned to him by the tutor.

Thanks to this rumor, Yun Ji understood from then on that he was a good omen for Dali and the embodiment of Dali's dragon fortune.

The emperor admired his extraordinary talent, but was also afraid of the dragon energy in him.

Since ancient times, dragon energy has only belonged to those who claim to be emperors.

Upon hearing this, Concubine Jing was not as calm as Yunji. She ignored the cumbersome ornaments on her body and stumbled to the pavilion where the Imperial Master cast the spell, trying to erase the assertion he left behind.

How could a magic spell be broken by an ordinary person? The writing remained for three full days and nights before suddenly disappearing.

It was too late. Those who should have known had already known it - no matter how hard Concubine Jing tried, the late emperor never set foot in Anhui Palace again.

From then on, Concubine Jing changed from a gentle and virtuous Concubine Jing to a crazy woman that everyone avoided.

In a daze, the voice in my ears seemed to become younger.

"Miss? Miss!"

This anxious female voice is not from my mother, but from... Lanfu?

The pain in his body brought Yun Ji back to reality, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

What came into view was Lanfu, who was sitting next to him and patting his hands.

"Miss," Lan Fu said with a worried look on her face, "I was doing needlework outside just now, and suddenly I heard you making a loud noise. I was worried that you might have a nightmare and couldn't wake up, so I came in to call you."

Lanfu's voice seemed to be next to her ear, but also seemed to be nearby, sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.

His mother, who had not appeared for a long time, suddenly appeared in Yun Ji's dream. His ears were buzzing, cold sweat broke out, and his back felt sticky.

"I shouted for a long time but you didn't respond, so I had to use my hands a little bit," Lan Fu wiped the sweat from Yun Ji's forehead with a handkerchief, rubbed Yun Ji's red hands, and apologized softly, "I'm sorry!"

Before she asked Yun Ji what he was dreaming about or why he was so scared, she saw Yun Ji suddenly bend over, feeling uncomfortable and nauseous.

"Hey!" Lan Fu exclaimed, caught off guard, "Why did you vomit?"

She was quick to pick up the washbasin beside the bed.

Even though I know this basin is very clean, the greasy smell of the washbasin in my dream still lingers in my nose.

Yun Ji felt an inexplicable sticky feeling in his throat. He spat out the food he had just eaten, but still felt nauseous.

Clearly, I haven't dreamed of her for a long time, why would I...

Could it be that the pine nut and lily pastry that Yun Ting brought reminded her of her again?

Seeing Yunji vomiting violently, Lan Fu felt distressed. She patted Yunji on the back to make him vomit more comfortably.

After a lot of effort, Yun Ji felt a bitter taste in his mouth, as if he had vomited everything. His stomach was empty and burning. He clenched his fingers and asked Lan Fu to get some warm water.

Yun Ji felt better after rinsing his mouth with warm water and the sourness and bitterness in his mouth were removed.

Unlike Zhengwu's worries, Lan Fu did not yell for the imperial physician. She hesitated and asked, "Miss, are you having your period?"

Yun Ji was just about to drink some water from the cup, but he spat it out upon hearing this.

The words "Nonsense, how could I have my period?" came to his lips, but he swallowed them back with difficulty.

That's right, she is now a woman of marriageable age, it would be strange if she didn't have her period.

Looking at Yunji's slightly confused eyes, Lan Fu guessed that he had forgotten again and had to give him a hint.

"Miss, your uterus is cold and weak. Every time you are about to have your menstrual period, you will feel uncomfortable. When you are in your menstrual period, it is even more difficult to describe."

Yun Ji was afraid of seeing a doctor, but thinking that Nan Yingzhi cherished her life, he asked for her: "Haven't you seen a doctor?"

"I have found one," Lan Fu replied as she cleaned up the basin, "The doctor said that your body is cold and weak and needs Yang energy to suppress it. At that time, you participated in the selection just for the emperor.

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, he has plenty of Yang energy, and he also has Dragon energy, which is great!"

"But," Lan Fu said in a strange tone, "the doctor also said that after contact with the Pure Yang Body, the symptoms will be alleviated. Logically, you should feel better after serving in bed. Why doesn't it seem to work?"

Yun Ji was confused as he didn't know that Nan Yingzhi came to the palace to treat her illness.

Lan Fu tilted her head towards Yun Ji: "So, are you having your period?"

Not knowing much about Guishui, Yunji sipped the warm water and asked Lanfu, "What is Guishui?"

"It's just bleeding from the lower body," Lan Fu said, and she tried to take off Yun Ji's clothes. "Come, Lan Fu will take a look for you."

Yun Ji covered his collar tightly and said with difficulty: "No need, I can do it myself."

Hiding under the quilt, Yun Ji carefully opened his robe and looked at his underwear.

Surprisingly, there was no blood.

Yun Ji put on his robes and said in a low voice: "No."

"Well," Lan Fu nodded, "but if you count the days, it should be about the same, although it sometimes gets delayed."

After the discomfort passed, Yun Ji perked up a little: "Is there anything special about menstruation?"

"There are so many rules!" Lan Fu listed them all, "You are not allowed to touch cold water, you are not allowed to sleep with me, you are not allowed to..."

Feeling sad that there are so many taboos for women during menstruation, Yun Ji feels that she has a long way to go.

It was sunset, and the setting sun shone through the window. Looking up, I saw the sky full of sunset glow outside the window.

And the outer robe that Lan Fu had hung out to dry, which was given to him by Nan Yingzhi.

For some reason, Yun Ji stretched out his hand and signaled to Lan Fu: "Bring in the regent's robe."

The outer robe was filled with the scent of soothing incense, which made Yun Ji feel familiar.

The image of Nan Yingzhi putting the robe on him suddenly appeared before his eyes.

His face suddenly became hot, and Yun Jiqing couldn't help burying his nose in his robe.

Why... do I think of her?

Regent's Palace.

Nan Yingzhi was leaning on his head, reviewing a memorial, when he suddenly felt an itch on the tip of his nose: "A-choo!"

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