So sweet! She's pampered like a precious gem in her little world.

The bathroom was steaming hot.

Jingyin carried her to the chaise lounge on the side, put her down, and placed the menstrual belt and a clean handkerchief beside her.

"There's warm water over there. This is a clean handkerchief; you'll throw it away after use. Do you know how to use a menstrual pad?"

Chu Yu became increasingly embarrassed as she listened. How could he have to teach her such a thing in such detail!

Without thinking much of it, she nodded haphazardly and pushed the man away, saying, "Yes, yes, brother, go wait for me outside."

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of bright red.

She then realized that when the man carried her over, he had accidentally stained his sleeve with blood.

Chu Yu: "..."

This is something I'm definitely going to lose face about.

She glanced quickly at the man and muttered under her breath, "You should go change your clothes too—"

As she spoke, she gestured for him to look at her sleeve.

Jingyin's heart and eyes were filled with her, and he was thinking about how uncomfortable she was. He couldn't care less about anything else.

He glanced at it casually, hummed in response, and then ignored it.

He was still worried, so he half-squatted down and discussed with her, "How about this, I'll blindfold myself and stay here to help you?"

As if afraid she would refuse, he added, "I would never peek, I'm just worried about you being here by yourself."

The bathroom floor was slippery, and she was in so much pain, how could he possibly feel at ease?

Chu Yu thought for a moment and accepted the suggestion, "Okay."

The man casually grabbed a handkerchief and tied it over his eyes, then reached out to support the girl. "Come here."

Throughout the rest of the process, Jingyin held her hand respectfully, which saved her a lot of effort.

However, when it came time to put on the menstrual belt, Chu Yu encountered a dilemma.

She's a modern person, how could she have ever used such a menstrual belt?

Even though I've filmed period dramas, I've never had such a real and immersive experience of living like people in ancient times.

With his eyes covered, Jingyin's hearing became exceptionally sharp.

The rustling of the fabric and the girl's very soft sigh reached his ears without him noticing.

"what happened?"

The man's voice was calm and gentle, inexplicably carrying a reassuring power.

Jing Yin was wondering if she didn't know how to put on a menstrual belt when he heard the girl mutter softly, "Why is this menstrual belt so hard to put on—"

Her tone was slightly spoiled, as if she were complaining about how unreasonable her menstrual belt was.

He reached out his hand and said with a smile, "Here, let me help you."

He had learned these skills years ago so that he could help the young girl when she had her first period.

This time, Chu Yu did not hesitate. She walked up to him, handed him the menstrual belt, and then took his hand and placed it on her waist.

When Jingyin's fingertips touched her smooth, creamy skin, they trembled almost imperceptibly. He then held his breath and focused intently as he helped her put on her menstrual belt.

"All right."

After changing her clothes, Chu Yu reached out and directly removed the handkerchief from the man's eyes.

"Ah."

Jingyin said in a low voice, "Wait a moment," and turned to go to the inner room to quickly change into clean clothes before returning.

He was holding a brand new brocade quilt in his hand. He walked to the bedside, unfolded it, wrapped it around her, and held it in his arms.

The bathroom was quite warm, and the little girl's complexion was rosier now.

Jingyin couldn't resist and leaned over to kiss her. "The female physician has arrived. Shall we have her take a look at you?"

How could he be at ease knowing she was in so much pain?

Chu Yu was also worried that this body might develop menstrual cramps in the future. If there were any problems, she wanted to take care of herself early so that she would suffer less later.

"it is good."

In the sleeping hall.

Lin Qingyue was so surprised to see Jingyin carrying Chu Yu, who was wrapped in a brocade quilt, out of the bath room that she forgot to bow for a moment.

She had been by Chu Yu's side taking care of her health and had witnessed many intimate moments between His Majesty and the Princess.

However, even when His Majesty was very close to the princess in the past, he always adhered to the bottom line and never crossed the line between men and women.

He actually carried her out of the bathroom, such a private place, in such a swaggering manner.

Most importantly, Her Highness the Princess was wrapped in a brocade quilt.

This made it really hard for her not to let her imagination run wild...

While she was lost in thought, Jingyin had already carried her back to bed and laid her down.

"The Physician Lin?"

"Chen is here!"

Lin Qingyue snapped out of her daze and quickly knelt down to pay her respects.

She didn't even hear what His Majesty just said!

Just as Lin Qingyue lay prostrate on the ground, preparing to bear His Majesty's wrath.

Chu Yu, lying on the bed, suddenly spoke up: "Sister Qingyue, please come and take a look at me. I had my first period today, and my lower abdomen hurts terribly."

Her interruption made Jingyin forget his anger. He turned around, took her wrist out, and tucked the blanket around her.

After Lin Qingyue agreed, she didn't dare to raise her head and bent down to the bedside to carefully take his pulse.

After a while, she withdrew her hand from taking her pulse.

Just as I was about to help the little princess cover herself with the blanket, a long, slender hand with distinct knuckles grabbed her little hand and tucked it back under the blanket, carefully tucking the corners of the blanket in as well.

Lin Qingyue lowered her head and took a few steps back, catching a glimpse of His Majesty's serious expression out of the corner of her eye.

His Majesty always takes meticulous care of the little princess with unwavering patience.

Only then did she realize.

It turns out that His Majesty's doting and care over the years stemmed from a hidden and profound love.

The shock in her heart was hard to calm down, but she tried to keep her voice normal: "Your Majesty, Princess, I will go and brew some nourishing soup for you."

"Ah."

Jingyin sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the still somewhat weak little girl on the bed. After thinking for a moment, he gently instructed, "Baby."

"what happened?"

"The menstrual pads are all in the bedside cabinet, there are plenty, so you don't need to wash the ones you use, you can just throw them away, understand?"

He learned that many women wash and reuse their menstrual pads after changing them.

But his baby doesn't need that.

He would give her the best of everything within his power.

Chu Yu really didn't know how menstrual pads were used by women in ancient times. Her understanding was still limited to sanitary napkins that needed to be changed every two hours at most.

"Remember that, brother."

"Remember to take care of yourself in the future, and never indulge in cold food."

"it is good."

"It was my negligence today that caused you to catch a cold. It won't happen again."

"..."

A recurring theme – an apology.

Chu Yu felt a little amused and exasperated.

But then I suddenly remembered a sentence I saw online a long time ago:

The meaning of an apology is that I care about you even more than you do.

My heart melted instantly.

She reached out and grabbed his hand, which was hanging by his side, and shook it.

"elder brother."

"what happened?"

"you are so kind to me."

Jingyin was taken aback, then chuckled and said, "Chuchu is my darling."

So if I'm not good to you, who else should I be good to?

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