Xiang Yu's face looked pale as the realisation of his phantom period settled in. He still believed that the Divine Emperor had it out for him because there was no way he couldn't deal with this matter. Who would have thought that one day, this venerable one would be clutching his stomach with sore nipples?
He now understood why Lian got so angry during that time of the month and why Mei cried so much. The emotional turmoil felt like a vortex, pulling him in every direction at once. Overwhelmed, he pulled the quilt over his head and muttered, "Leave me to stew alone."
Lian and Mei exchanged worried glances, unsure how to comfort their master. They were about to suggest calling the physician when the carriage came to a stop. It was too early for them to set up camp, so what was happening? The twins peered out of the curtain curious to see what was going on. Yi Nuo approached the carriage her stature tall and imposing in her armour.
