Chapter: 065.1 out of 171
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Fortunately, Wei Luo’s walking speed wasn’t fast. He reached her in a few steps.
Hearing his footsteps, Wei Luo stopped. Confused, she turned around to look at him, “Big brother, did you want to say something else?”
Zhao Jie stood in front of her and looked at her delicate white face. This was the first time he experienced having something to say, but was unable to speak. How should he tell her? His little girl had grown up. She had her first period. He should probably be happy for her, but he felt a little bit worried. Growing up meant she was maturing. The flower bud was blossoming into a beautiful flower. She would only become more and more beautiful. Her beauty would attract everyone’s attention.
It was already difficult now. She was still young and she had already attracted Li Song and Song Hui. Wouldn’t he worry even more when she grew matured?
He couldn’t help but continue to think further. Should he watch over her more carefully in the future? She could only belong to him. He had watched her slowly grow up as if she was a delicate flower that he had personally nurtured, watered, and fertilized. He had finally waited until his flower had blossomed today. He was the only one that could pluck this flower. No one else could touch her.
Zhao Jie only looked at her without speaking. Wei Luo inevitably felt slightly anxious, “What do you want to say?”
He returned to his senses and looked at the servant girl next to Wei Luo. Without changing his expression, he called Wei Luo to his side, “I recently picked up a sachet. Look and see if it’s yours.”
Hearing these words, Wei Luo walked closer. Half way, she remembered that wasn’t carrying a sachet today. How could it be hers? Just as she was about to speak, she saw Zhao Jie taking out a sachet. To be cooperative, she simply picked up the green jade sachet with an ornamental lotus pattern from his hand to look, then she shook her head and said, “It’s not mine. Big brother, this looks like a man’s sachet?”
Zhao Jie’s expression didn’t change and he had her continue to look, “Do you recognize the spices inside the sachet?”
Jin Lu was standing behind them and patiently waiting. First, she looked behind Zhao Jie, then she look at the pillars on the side, and finally her gaze fell on Wei Luo. As she looked, a strange expression appeared on her face. She carefully looked at Wei Luo’s skirt and finally determined what she was seeing. Her face suddenly froze before her nervousness showed. She temporarily forgot the rules and called out in panic, “Miss!”
It wasn’t a strange thing for a woman to have a period and for some of the blood to seep through her clothing. However, they were in a public place right now. It would be too embarrassing if outsiders saw! This was Wei Luo’s first period, so she didn’t notice. Also, in her previous life, she didn’t get her first period until she was fourteen. Since it had started a year earlier, she was naturally caught off guard.
Wei Luo was currently trying to figure out which spices were inside the sachet. Hearing Jin Lu shouting, she turned around to ask, “What’s so urgent?”
Big problem! Extremely big problem! Jin Lu didn’t know if anyone else had also seen it on the way here. Jin Lu carefully thought. Other than Zhao Jie and Abbot Qing Wang, they didn’t meet anyone else after the leaving the room. Abbot Qing Wang probably didn’t see anything. As for Zhao Jie… his expression seemed calm and natural. He probably didn’t see anything, right?
Thinking of it that way, Jin Lu sighed in relief. Before His Highness Prince Jing and other people notice, she had to hurry with bringing Miss back to her room!
Jin Lu walked forward, quickly thought of a reason, ashamedly said, “This servant suddenly remembered that I forgot to bring something. Miss, could you accompany me back?”
Wei Luo blinked and subconsciously asked, “What thing?”
Jin Lu couldn’t figure out a reply. After she stammered for a while, she finally said with a red face, “A very important thing!”
Oh. Since Jin Lu said it like that, Wei Luo reluctantly agreed. She handed the sachet back to Zhao Jie. Before she left, she didn’t forget to tell him, “There’s sandalwood and dahurian angelica inside this bag. I don’t recognize the other spices. If big brother wants to know, I’ll ask Aunty Han for you when I go home.” Before she had time to say good-bye, Jin Lu rushed her into leaving and they left in the direction of her room.
Jin Lu was worried that other people would see the blood on Wei Luo’s skirt, so she deliberately walked behind her the entire time to block other people’s line of sight.
Zhao Jie stood beneath at the verandah for a long time. He held the sachet and watched Wei Luo’s back that gradually went further and further away. His dark eyes were deep and his expression was unfathomable.
Of course she wouldn’t recognize this sachet. This was his sachet.
He stopped looking. His lips slowly curved into a faint smile. He was born with long eyebrows and had a handsome appearance. Normally, his expression was cold. Even when he laughed, other people felt an aura of oppression from him. But, at the current moment, his laughter was joyful. His phoenix eyes were gentle, his smile was cheerful, and he looked especially good-looking.
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At the back of the temple, in a guest room.
Wei Luo had been inexplicably brought back here by Jin Lu. Standing in her room, she asked, “Jin Lu, what did you forget to bring?”
Jin Lu walked into the inner room and took out a set of clean clothes from her bag. Soon after, she came out of the inner room, put away the nervous look from before, smiled, and pointed out to Wei Luo, “Miss, look at the back of your skirt.”
Wei Luo scrunched up her eyebrows. What was Jin Lu thinking? Wei Luo turned her head and after a moment, she saw the blood that had already dried. Her small face froze for a moment before finally understanding why Jin Lu had rushed her back. So her period had came! No wonder her body had felt sore and weak the entire day.
After she understood, she couldn’t help thinking. Zhao Jie had also been there. Did Zhao Jie also see? Would he laugh at her? In her previous life, didn’t her first period come when she was fourteen, why was it so early in this life?
Seeing Wei Luo’s unhappy expression, Jin Lu quickly guessed what she was thinking and hurried to comfort her, “His Highness Prince Jing probable didn’t see. This servant had checked his expression just then. His expression was very natural without the slightest peculiarity.”
After saying this, she brought Wei Luo into the inner room and unfolded the moon white and pale yellow robe. As she helped Wei Luo change clothes, she sighed with emotion, “Miss has already grown up. You’re an adult now.”
Chapter: 065.2 out of 171
This translation belongs to FuyuNeko. Please read from the original source, mew.
Hearing that Zhao Jie didn’t see, Wei Luo’s face slightly cleared up and her heart calmed down. Unlike Jin Lu, she didn’t feel emotional about her period.
She had already experience this before and didn’t feel there was any need to be emotional. A woman would have a period every month. It showed that she had grown up and could have children. Fortunately, Jin Lu had brought cotton cloth with them this morning just in case. Now, it would be put to good use. Jin Lu took out the cotton cloth and showed her how to use it. She had already used this item in her previous life, so naturally she learned how to use it again very quickly.
After everything was put into order, with her mind at ease, Wei Luo finally arrived at the main hall.
Inside the main hall, there was a mother and a daughter kneeling in front of a distinguishing and awe-inspiring Buddha statue. They were quietly asking for Buddha’s blessings. Wei Luo looked left and right. She didn’t see Liang Yu Rong. She inevitably felt somewhat anxious and her eyebrows furrowed.
Liang Yu Rong didn’t return to her room and she wasn’t in the main hall. Where did she go?
Actually, she didn’t go anywhere. Liang Yu Rong had only gone to the smaller hall behind this one to listen to a monk lecture about Buddhist scriptures. Wei Luo was just too nervous. Liang Yu Rong had almost never spoken to Wei Chang Yin before. She couldn’t fall in love with him in a single day, right?
Liang Yu Rong was properly kneeling on the praying mat. The monk’s lecture of difficult to understand Buddhist scriptures lingered around her ears. She became sleepier and sleepier as she listened. Before, she didn’t have anything to do so she had come here with the crowd. Now, she wanted to leave, but felt slightly embarrassed. She turned her head to look at Wei Chang Yin in his wheelchair and only saw that his gaze was peaceful. They were in the same place, but he was able to be calm and elegant. He seriously listened to the abbot speak classical scriptures without the slightest impatience.
Liang Yu Rong could only withdraw her gaze, piously sit back in her original position, copy his calm appearance, and stop looking around.
However, she still couldn’t reach his state of mind. As she kneeled, she gradually became sleepier. Her head swayed and she almost fell asleep.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, a slender hand appeared in front of her. There was a piece of malt sugar candy in the palm. She instantly became clear-headed from surprise. She looked over there and saw Wei Chang Yin. There was faint smile on his face. Handing her a candy, the meaning didn’t need to be explained.
She wasn’t bashful. She picked up the candy and put it into her mouth. The sugar melted and the sweetness that filled her mouth decreased her sleepiness. She obediently continued kneeling there until without knowing, she finished eating the candy. After a while, she turned her head to look at Wei Chang Yin. Her dark limpid eyes blinked at him. That gaze was clearly asking, “Do you have anymore?”
Wei Chang Yin faintly smiled, reached inside his sleeve that was decorated with an eight-treasure pattern embroidered in golden thread, took out a bag that contained candy wrapped in oil paper, and handed it over to her. He wasn’t against sweet foods and would occasionally carry a few pieces of candy with him. When he was feeling impatient or irritable, he would eat a piece of candy to calm himself down. Seeing that this girl wasn’t calm, he had taken out a piece of candy to calm her. He hadn’t expected that it would be so effective.
After she had the malted sugar candy, Liang Yu Rong really stopped dozing and looking around. By chance, the monk finished his lecture right when she finished the bag of candy.
Walking out of the small hall, Liang Yu Rong caught up with the wooden wheelchair, “Older brother Chang Yin!”
Hearing her voice, Wei Chang Yin indicated for the servant to the stop pushing the wheelchair.
She stopped at his side and handed back his bag. Her eyes curved and she smilingly asked him, “I ate all of your candy. The next time we meet, I’ll give you candy too. What type of candy do you like? Malted sugar candy?”
A smile appeared on Wei Chang Yin’s handsome and scholarly face, “Anything is fine.”
Anything is fine? So he didn’t have any preference on the type of candy she bought? She had a keen interest about this area and quickly thought of something, “I know that Ba Zhen has a really a delicious milk candy with fruit stuffing. It’s sweet without being greasy. Do you want to try that? I’ll buy it for you as compensation, okay?”
(T/N: Below is an image of that candy.)
As she said this, one after another, the worshippers left the hall. If they stayed here, they would block other people’s path. She very naturally went behind Wei Chang Yin and started to push his wheelchair forward.
This scene was very familiar. She suddenly remembered there was a similar scene from her childhood. It was snowing that day. He was sitting underneath a cypress tree by himself and powdery white snow was falling on his head. She had walked forward and wanted to help him push his wheelchair. Unfortunately, she was too weak and couldn’t push it even after many attempts. Now, she had grown up. Although it would be strenuous to push, she would be able to do it now.
Wei Chang Yin tried to stop her, “You won’t be able to push the wheelchair. Let’s have a servant do it.”
Liang Yu Rong slowly pushed him forward. She shook her head and said, “You’re not heavy. It won’t be strenuous to push you.”
Wei Chang Yin paused and didn’t continue to speak.
After they had walked for a while, the main hall was in front of them. He hadn’t answered her question from earlier, so she asked again, “Older brother Chang Yin, I’ll buy you candy from Ba Zhen, okay?”
He chucked. This time, he nodded, “Okay.”
Then, we agreed. Liang Yu Rong said, “I’ll buy it another day, I’ll have Ah Luo pass it on to you.” She thought about and didn’t feel at ease, “I don’t know if Ah Luo will secretly eat it…”
The author has something to say:
After many days of not posting, Zhao Jie wrote something on his Weibo. (T/N: China’s equivalent of Twitter)
Prince Jing Zhao Jie: The flower that I spent many years raising. I can finally pluck it.
Prince Ru Yang’s heir, Li Song: ???
Zhao Jie to Li Song: Has your hand healed enough for you to write on Weibo?
Li Song to Zhao Jie: No, I’m using my face to type.
House Zhen’s Gao Dan Yang: What flower? I remember older cousin Jing only likes orchids.
Empress Chen: Stop plucking flowers. Hurry up with finding me a daughter-in-law! That’s the important thing!
Zhu Geng: I think I know what he meant…
Empress Chen to Zhu Geng: Tell me!
Zhu Geng to Empress Chen: It’s a long story…
Before Zhu Geng could finish writing, he discovered that couldn’t comment anymore. Zhao Jie had put him on the blacklist.
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When Wei Luo returned home and saw Zhao Jie’s Weibo, she silently clicked the like button without knowing that the flower was her.
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