Chapter 5, Inspection

Pei Wen'an saw his daughter calm down and raised his chin slightly, "Xin'er, be sure to comfort your mother. I have my own plans regarding this matter and will absolutely not allow that little beast to act recklessly."

What surprised her even more later was ... that she had actually fallen asleep beside Sikong Mingye

This wretched place, one can easily guess that there are no sanitary pads for sale, and this cursed mansion, there isn't even a single woman around, making it impossible to ask any questions. Moreover, sitting here without anything underneath me, I feel utterly insecure, akin to being incontinent.

Pei Qianqian settled down in the Southern Win King's residence just like that

Pei Qianqian would never discuss such matters typical of a young lady with him, so she pushed him away and rushed out of the room with her legs crossed

Pei Qianqian gritted her teeth and said, "Mind your own business!"

"That..." she said, rolling her eyes, "Could you please bring me a new mattress? I'm feeling a bit cold"

When Pei Qianqian woke up, she felt as if she had been sleepwalking, completely unaware of how she had fallen asleep. At this moment, not only was she in the temporary room where she was staying, but her body also felt much more comfortable.

Taking care of her is merely a decree from the Emperor, requiring her blood to cure the Southern Prince, nothing more than that

Pei Rongxin looked at him with a cold face, "Father, why? Pei Qianqian has severely injured Mother; should we just let her act recklessly? If this gets out, others will say that our Pei family has no family rules at all. She is merely a daughter of a concubine, yet she dares to lay hands on the legitimate wife!"

Pei Rongxin pressed her red lips tightly and fell silent. Her father's concerns were not without reason; that wretched girl had undergone a drastic change in temperament and it was uncertain what she would do next. Now, with the protection of the Southern Win King, if the matters she suffered in the Pei family were truly exposed, it would indeed be detrimental to them.

Pei Qianqian turned her head and angrily retorted, "Am I being unreasonable? I only want a bed covering, yet you have to summon me in this manner?"

When she entered the room of Sikong Mingye, her face still bore traces of anger. She almost tripped over the threshold as she entered, and in her frustration, she kicked the door, exclaiming, "What is blocking the way!"

Pei Qianqian is in her room tearing apart cotton fluff to make her own sanitary pads. She has already cut the fabric strips and is just waiting to sew the cotton fluff into the fabric strips.

Quickly, Sikong Mingye loosened her grip, and she hurriedly withdrew her hand, saying irritably, "What, are you still afraid that I will lie to deceive you? Do you want me to take off my pants for you to check?"

Do not fear her hiding away now; sooner or later, there will come a day when she will wish she were dead

Once the matter escalates, he indeed feels somewhat uneasy; if the Emperor holds the household accountable for having mistreated her for years, it would be quite difficult to explain

Seeing his gaze grow increasingly deep and cold, she curled up her body, continuing to hold her slightly uncomfortable abdomen, "Don't bother me, I feel terribly unwell"

Sikong Mingye did not chase her away, and she shamelessly refrained from mentioning her departure. As for whether it was appropriate or not, she truly had not considered it; after all, no matter what outsiders said, she could not hear them.

Pei Qianqian let out a soft laugh, her delicate face bearing a deep sense of sarcasm. "What is modesty? Can modesty prevent one from being bullied? Can modesty ensure that one is well-fed and warmly dressed? Can modesty grant me freedom?"

Pei Wen'an furrowed his brows, unsure of how to respond

Pei Rongxin expressed her dissatisfaction, "Father, how can we let her go like this? What is so terrifying about the Southern Win King? Can't we confront him directly? Can't we let the Emperor make a decision? Pei Qianqian's assault on my mother is truly an act of great rebellion; I refuse to believe that the Emperor can tolerate such an occurrence"

Pei Wen'an sighed irritably and said to her, "Xin'er, you also know her significance to King Nanying. Now that King Nanying wants to protect her, I, as her father, do not know how to deal with her.

It was just the very night after moving into the Southern Win King's residence

Qifeng promptly responded, "Yes."

Pei Wen'an raised his hand, attempting to calm her down first, "This is a matter of our Pei family; how can we let the Emperor decide?"

Sikong Mingye was also momentarily taken aback, and then coldly called out towards the curtain, "Bring in Leng Ling!"

Upon hearing this, the breeze outside the curtain suddenly froze, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on the cold, solemn face.

In the twenty-first century, she had already come of age and had long experienced her first menstruation... Who would have known that this body would only experience it for the first time at the age of fifteen

Sikong Mingye shot her a cold glance and said, "Has no one taught you that a woman should be reserved?"

She truly did not lie; having just started her menstruation, she not only feels discomfort in her lower abdomen but also has no sanitary pads at all. How could she not feel uncomfortable? In her previous life, when she first started menstruating, she did not experience any particular discomfort, as she had studied physiology and, coupled with her good physical condition, a few sanitary pads sufficed to get her through it

Qifeng furrowed her brows as she looked towards the soft couch, "Your Highness, what do you think? Is she trying to play some trick?"

I thought that being mistreated in the Pei residence was enough, but I did not expect to be treated so coldly here as well. She was filled with rage, lifted the floor-length veil, and rushed to the soft couch in front of a man with a face like that of a king of hell, angrily saying, "After all, I am a guest. Is this how you treat your guests? I only want a mattress, not your mountains of gold and silver. Is it necessary to treat me this way? I see that I cannot stay in this grand temple any longer. Hurry and inform your people, I am leaving now!"

In the afternoon, she strolled around the Southern Win King's Mansion and found that it was filled with the figures of men. Now that she thinks about it, she is even more uncertain about whom to seek for help

Seeing the deep red on her pants, Pei Qianqian felt embarrassed

Pei Wen'an's silence infuriated Pei Rong. "Father, is Pei Qianqian acting willfully and recklessly just because she is about to become the Princess of Nanying?"

Although he had never personally abused Pei Qianqian, he was still aware of the affairs within the residence; he merely turned a blind eye. As for that little wretch, he could not bring himself to like her at all. She was humble, timid, and utterly worthless; how could she possibly be the daughter of Pei Wen'an? It would be embarrassing to even mention it.

If it were not for her mother personally informing her of the situation, she would never have imagined that the little wretch could change so drastically in temperament, even daring to strike the matriarch of the Pei family, truly showing a complete lack of respect! She is merely married to a powerless and insignificant prince, yet she can be so arrogant and haughty; if she were to marry a powerful prince, would she not be able to walk all over the capital?

Seeing his daughter so excited, Pei Wen felt annoyed inside, but reason prevailed. He then advised in a low voice, "Xin'er, listen to your father’s advice, do not make this matter public for now"

She was somewhat surprised; this person can also take pulses

Pei Qianqian ground her teeth, almost spitting in his face, "I need some cotton to pad my backside because my period has come. Is that too much to ask? Should I go out covered in blood?"

Standing at the doorway, Qifeng witnessed everything in the room from above her head. Torn rags were scattered on the floor, and a pile of cotton fluff lay on the bed. A dark expression suddenly gathered on his indifferent face, "Miss Pei, what is the meaning of this?"

None of this is important; what matters most right now is where to buy sanitary pads

Seeing her being unrestrained and even getting angry, Qifeng similarly became furious, "What do you need a quilt for on such a hot day?"

Looking up at the sky full of stars, Pei Qianqian let out a long sigh again, "Alas... such misfortune..."

She lifted her blood-stained pants, grateful that the long hem of her garment could conceal the embarrassment on her trousers. She rushed to open the door, but before she could step outside, a guard proactively approached and inquired, "Miss Pei, do you need something?"

Pei Rongxin disagreed with his statement, "Although it is our family matter, since King Nanying intends to protect her, he is interfering in the affairs of the Pei family, and we should let the Emperor decide. Such a rebellious and disrespectful person has no right to marry into the royal family as a consort"

Every word she said was reasonable, yet Pei Wen'an walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, frowning as he said, "Family scandals should not be made public, especially since we have not treated that little beast well. If this matter escalates, it is likely to damage the reputation of the Pei family"

However, there is one thing he is very clear about: the reason why Prince Nanying is not marginalized among the princes and princesses is largely related to the fact that the virtuous consort once shielded the emperor from a sword. It is said that when the virtuous consort died, she made a request to the emperor, and it is precisely because of this that many people are wary. Although it is unknown what the virtuous consort requested before her death, it is certainly related to Prince Nanying; otherwise, the emperor would not have granted him so many special privileges. The most notable point is that Prince Nanying has taken Grand Master Zhang Yun as his teacher. Just this alone is enough to incite jealousy among many princes and princesses. One must know that Zhang Yun possesses extraordinary talent and is a rare figure in the world. He is not only skilled in medicine and poison but also understands some arcane arts. The emperor has conferred upon him the title of Grand Master and often secretly summons him to the palace, which speaks volumes about his significance.

However, it is unsatisfactory not to teach her a lesson; how dare she brutally beat their mother. Pei Qianqian, that wretched woman, I will definitely not let her off!

Pei Rongxin looked at the bed with concern and nodded, saying, "Father, I understand. Please rest assured, I will have a good talk with Mother and let her swallow her grievances for now"

In fact, this request is not excessive; it is just that covering oneself with a quilt in the middle of summer is truly astonishing. Although the guards could not understand, seeing that she genuinely appeared to be cold, they could only respond, "Then please wait a moment, Miss Pei, I will go get it right away."

The most important thing is that there is something extra under her bottom

Seeing her behaving like a shrew, Qifeng, who was following her, couldn't help but coldly remind her, "Miss Pei, please be more proper in front of the prince"

She opened the door in a huff, almost wanting to shout at someone, "What is it that you need so urgently? Is the sky falling?"

Suddenly, her left wrist was grabbed by someone, and before she could get angry, she felt a pair of slender fingers resting on her pulse.

Although she verbally compromised and temporarily let Pei Qianqian off the hook, her delicate and beautiful face was filled with hatred and ruthlessness

Pei Qianqian did not know who he was, and the discomfort between her legs made her extremely uneasy, so she sat down on the soft couch again, covering her stomach and sulking.

The guard was taken aback for a moment, then fixed her with a strange gaze, "Miss Pei, forgive my bluntness, but it is currently the height of summer, this ... ... "

Pei Qianqian felt even more awkward. She had something to discuss, but it felt strange to talk about such matters with a stranger.

Pei Qianqian quickly waved her hand, not forgetting to remind, "Thank you, and don't forget to bring me a new bed."

Prince Nanying has suffered from illness since childhood and has always lived a secluded life. Although the Emperor has not entrusted him with important responsibilities like the Crown Prince and Prince Ruiqing, he still shows a degree of affection for this son. Take this recent marriage proposal as an example; when Prince Nanying suddenly wished to marry his daughter, Pei Qianqian, as his consort, the Emperor not only did not oppose it but also immediately granted his request. To be honest, he cannot discern whether the Emperor truly favors Prince Nanying or is indifferent. If one were to say he is favored, it is surprising that he would betroth a girl of no particular merit to his son as a primary consort; yet if one were to say he is not favored, it seems the Emperor has never opposed any of Prince Nanying's previous requests. To be honest, he cannot discern whether the Emperor truly favors Prince Nanying or is indifferent. If one were to say he is favored, it is surprising that he would betroth a girl of no particular merit to his son as a primary consort; yet if one were to say he is not favored, it seems the Emperor has never opposed any of Prince Nanying's previous requests.

Qifeng promptly responded, "Yes, Your Highness."

She felt a deep sense of unwillingness just thinking about it. She had long been betrothed to the Second Prince, King Ruiqing, and was only waiting for his return from this campaign to hold their grand wedding. Unexpectedly, that little wretch, Pei Qianqian, actually intended to marry King Nanying as a concubine. How could such a person possibly be qualified to marry into the royal family and later be addressed as a sister-in-law?

Suddenly, she sat up as if she had just woken from a nightmare, her mind fixated on a single image: that of Sikong Mingye cushioning her fall with his body!

I heard she wants a mattress, and just as the wind was right in Sikong Mingye's room, he immediately put on a stern face for his master, "In this hot weather, wanting a mattress, is she afraid of not dying from the heat?"

She crossed her legs, her hand reaching back to cover her behind. Sikong Mingye squinted, his cold gaze shifting from her angry expression to between her legs, "What do you need the blanket for?"

Who knows that the cold-faced guard suddenly came to deliver a message asking her to go meet their master

The guard stood respectfully without answering, as he too could not provide a response

But now, for some reason, my lower abdomen feels increasingly bloated, my whole body is sore, and I don't even want to move much

The Emperor's attitude towards the Southern Win King is also difficult to decipher, and since the Southern Win King rarely attends court, everyone has become accustomed to overlooking him. However, this time, he was indeed greatly angered. Pei Qianqian, this little beast, has committed a grave offense and shown disrespect to her elders, and she should be captured and punished. Unexpectedly, the Southern Win King is protecting her from behind the scenes, even refusing to show himself when he personally goes to see her.

Sikong Mingye slowly opened his eyes, his gaze deep and inscrutable, "Bring her over."

Pei Qianqian's face flushed and her ears burned; she could only grit her teeth and continue to lie, constantly rubbing her arms. "Brother, I am really cold... Perhaps it is due to my frail condition. I beg you, could you please bring me a blanket?"