"My lord, you... aren't joking, are you?"
"Have you ever seen me joke? Go and get it done."
Qi Ye was crying inside.
He had climbed mountains of blades and plunged into seas of fire plenty of times, but this womanly business...
Forget it. For Madam's sake, I'll endure it.
"Then... how much should I buy? Please give me clear instructions, my lord."
Waves surged through Zhou Yunshen's heart, while he still had to keep his face composed.
He had never had a period either. How was he supposed to know how much was needed?
He could hardly ask anyone about it, either. That would make him look incompetent.
"Buy a cartload. Get the very best. Don't let anyone think our Marquis's Residence is stingy."
"Yes, my lord."
Qi Ye left, taking a few of his brothers to scale walls in the middle of the night and sweep through several shops selling menstrual cloths.
The owners of the little shops wanted to cry, too.
Buying things was one thing, but what was all this about climbing over walls in night gear and flashing blades?
Jiang Shuyue luxuriated in a flower-petal bath. Even after she emerged, she smelled wonderfully fragrant.
"So what if you can bloom? I still used you for my bath! Little Peach, when the roses bloom, pick plenty for me. Better yet, strip them bare so I can bathe in them."
"Miss, how come I never knew you liked roses so much?"
"I don't. This is purely revenge."
That rose had brought it on herself, always showing off in front of her just because she was related to the other roses.
Three hundred years ago, that woman had even ascended and started having people call her the Rose Fairy.
Pah!
She was going to strip every last blossom