Inside the room.
Su Jin sat on the bed feeling gloomy.
Just as expected, one shouldn’t laugh at the misfortunes of others, thinking they’re immune.
In her past life, she could jump around even during her period, while her best friend was in agony as if she had lost half her life.
She didn’t know what that kind of pain was like, but now she understood.
She kind of wanted to die.
Watching Su Jin hugging a pillow in distress.
Xingxing brought over hot tea and said, "Miss, don’t be afraid, it’s just your period, you won’t die from it."
Su Jin, "...".
Su Jin took the tea cup, had a sip, and said, "Did I always hurt this much during my period?"
"Yes, it always hurts," Xingxing replied.
"...".
"It’ll hurt for three days."
"...".
"Today doesn’t count."
"...".
"Can you get a strong noodle, I want to hang myself," Su Jin said with a trembling voice.
"Miss, for hanging, you need a white silk ribbon," Xingxing said.
"...".
Aside from the belly ache, even her face was hurting now.
Su Jin looked at Xingxing and said, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll really hang myself?"
Xingxing laughed with her hand over her mouth, "Not afraid, Miss, you once said you hurt too much to even have the strength to hang yourself."
Su Jin, "...".
That statent was spot on.
There was no way to refute it.
It was exactly how she felt now.
Outside the room, Xie Jingchen’s ears perked, hearing this line, his brows knitted tightly.
Hurting so much you don’t even have the strength to hang yourself, just how painful must that be?
The Hidden Guard next to him said, "Eldest Young Master, you better stay in the study. The maids in the courtyard are watching, they all think you’ve angered the Eldest Young Madam and won’t let you in the room."
Xie Jingchen turned his head and saw the maids giggling.
Seeing Xie Jingchen’s face darken, the maids quickly ran away.
He stood there for a while, then headed to the study.
Inside the room.
Xingxing was still laughing.
Su Jin couldn’t help but say, "I’m hurting so much, and you’re still laughing."
"Whenever I think of the first ti you got your period, I can’t help but laugh," Xingxing said.
"...".
No need to ask, it must have been a joke.
Knowing it wasn’t anything good, but her curiosity was piqued, she was really hopeless.
Su Jin rolled her eyes helplessly.
"Go ahead," she said with a hand on her forehead.
Xingxing sat on a small stool by the bed and started telling the story of Su Jin’s first period.
It was a sunny day in spring.
Su Jin and Xingxing were flying kites on Qingyun Mountain, having a great ti, when her big brother Su Chong ca running and patted her on the shoulder.
The pat was a bit too heavy but bearable.
But not long after, Su Jin’s belly started aching.
Then she saw blood.
Having never been injured much before, she was at a loss.
Su Jin searched for the cause of the "illness," thinking it was Su Chong who had injured her internally with that slap.
Xingxing wanted to tell Mrs. Tang, but Su Jin wouldn’t allow it.
If her mother found out, she feared their father would beat her brother to a pulp.
If it was an illness, it should just be treated.
Su Jin had Xingxing find a doctor to get a dose of hemostatic dicine, which she secretly brewed and took.
Yes.
One dose down the hatch.
The condition didn’t improve; in fact, it got worse.
For three days, Su Jin barely left the house and only visited Mrs. Tang when her belly wasn’t hurting, so Mrs. Tang didn’t notice anything amiss.
However, Su Chong felt that his sister gave him strange looks, like she wanted to stab him.
When he teased her, she would only say to stay away, or she’d have their father beat him.
Su Chong didn’t dare.
His father was ridiculously doting on his daughter; whether he was at fault or not, if his sister said he was wrong, he could count on a beating. Could he say his backside had calluses from the beatings?
With Marquis Dongxiang as the shield, Su Chong automatically backed off.
Xingxing worried the illness would worsen over ti and went to ask the doctor, speaking very tactfully because it was a bit embarrassing, "Will you die from continuous bleeding?"
The doctor gave her a sideways glance, "What do you think?"
"Will you really die?" Xingxing turned pale.
"If you’re injured and keep bleeding without bandaging, what do you think?" the doctor asked offhandedly.
"It’s not very convenient to bandage," Xingxing replied.
"Then wait to die," the doctor, not in a great mood, said.
Knowing you could die from constant bleeding yet not bandaging it, wasn’t that pure stupidity?
Xingxing rushed back like the wind to report to Su Jin, imitating even the doctor’s tone vividly.
Su Jin cried into her quilt, she didn’t want to die.
Just then, Su Chong knocked and asked, "What’s wrong, crying so sorrowfully?"
Su Jin wanted to hit him.
But after all, it was her big brother, and he had always been good to her; he hadn’t wanted her dead.
If she died, what if their father beat their brother to death?
Su Jin said towards the door, "If you buy a sugared hawthorn stick, I’ll forgive you."
Su Chong, "...".
Scratched his head.
He hadn’t offended her, so why did he need forgiveness?
Xingxing said, "Eldest Young Master, you should get one too."
It was a common enough thing to say that Su Chong didn’t think anything was wrong.
But then Su Jin cried, "Why do you want a sugared hawthorn stick?"
"If the Miss dies, then I’ll go with you," Xingxing said.
Su Jin was touched.
The two cried into each other’s arms.
After crying, Su Jin started writing a will, though Xingxing couldn’t quite rember what it said.
But there’s one line she rembered very well.
It demanded that Marquis, on the first and fifteenth day of each month, give the Eldest Young Master a beating.
The reason wasn’t written, just that he should hit him, but not too severely, just so he could still feed himself.
After that, Mrs. Tang noticed sothing was wrong.
Her daughter’s eyes were swollen, and there was a reluctant look in her eyes when she looked at her.
Moreover, she was secretly watching her from a distance.
This abnormality made Mrs. Tang’s heart race, but no matter how she asked Su Jin, she wouldn’t say.
Mrs. Tang asked Xingxing, who also wouldn’t say, and when threatened with not being allowed to eat, she spilled everything, "Eldest Young Master caused Miss internal injuries."
Coincidentally, Marquis Dongxiang overheard this.
And the hapless Eldest Young Master happened to co over.
The quick-tempered Marquis Dongxiang didn’t bother to find out more and just gave Su Chong a brutal beating.
It was a beating to rember.
If Mrs. Tang hadn’t pried the truth from Xingxing in ti, Su Chong might have been kicked into the air by his father.
This was the most unjust beating of Su Chong’s life.
That record remains unbeaten to this day.
For days, his father avoided him in the hallways.
He lay in bed recuperating, while his sister diligently brought him tea and water.
That was the peak of his life.
"Later, the Eldest Young Master even fondly rembered those days," Xingxing laughed until her belly hurt.
"...".
Su Jin’s face was lined with frustration.
All because of one period, there was talk of internal injuries, a will, and it almost cost her brother half his life.
This family was full of oddballs.
A sharp belly ache twisted, making Su Jin feel like her mind wasn’t working well anymore.
"Bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone," Su Jin said.
"Ah, Miss, your stomach hurts like this, what do you need pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for?" Xingxing asked.
"Go quickly."
Xingxing was about to go.
Su Jin rembered sothing and quickly shouted, "Co back!"
Xingxing looked at her.
"Don’t ntion ’period’ if the Young Master asks," Su Jin instructed.
"I’ll rember," Xingxing promised.
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