The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

A quarter of an hour passed, half an hour passed... an hour passed...

Yang Ruxin had bitten her lips to the point of bleeding, but she didn't make a sound.

Dao Xuzi and Tang Wanqian's eyes were full of surprise. They had both experienced the pain of opening their meridians, and even now, the thought of it made them feel fearful. Yet this girl didn't utter a sound, which shows her mind is extraordinarily tenacious. In doing anything, aside from talent, the most important is one's mindset.

Back when Gu Qingheng was detoxifying, he also underwent similar pain, and that boy didn't utter a sound either.

You have to admit, those two are truly a match made in heaven.

Finally, after two hours, the pain at the acupoints vanished, replaced by a warm sensation in her lower abdomen.

An hour and a half later, Dao Xuzi and Tang Wanqian simultaneously withdrew their palms.

Yang Ruxin let out a long sigh of relief. Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly felt her lower abdomen swell, and before she could react, a rush of warmth flowed down.

Even with thick skin, it was embarrassing in front of the two elderly men, and her face turned red instantly: "Master, that..." But before she could finish speaking, she saw several figures darting over, it was the Yang Family's Xiaolun, hissing towards her.

Xiaolun's family has an extraordinary reaction to toxins.

"Ahem..." Dao Xuzi also felt a bit awkward, but he still needed to give guidance, "Well... your menstrual blood is extremely toxic, you must handle it properly later... But it's not a normal first menstruation..." He finished saying and then left the room with Tang Wanqian.

Taking in a female apprentice does have its drawbacks, troublesome!

Yang Ruxin felt her toxic blood was a bit filthy, so she didn't plan to let Xiaolun eat it immediately, instead tossing them into her space.

Soon after, Du Juan came in holding clean clothes, including those primitive items used by women in ancient times.

In regular households, they would stuff plant ash into strips of cloth. Hers, being more luxurious, had cotton inside.

However, as Dao Xuzi said, it wasn't her first menstruation, just heated toxins being expelled after her meridians were opened, so after washing up, it was gone, and the menstrual supplies were left unused for now.

Yang Ruxin could faintly smell a strange fragrance from the bloodied water as she washed up, so she didn't dare be careless. Together with Du Juan, they carried it to the back of the house, dug a pit, and discarded it. Given the blood's toxicity, they didn't dare dispose of it carelessly.

After finishing up, the sky had already begun to brighten.

"Miss, is there anything wrong?" Du Juan was still slightly worried about Yang Ruxin's well-being.

Yang Ruxin shook her head: "I feel really comfortable all over, it's like... someone who's been constipated for a long time suddenly feels relieved…"

Du Juan's mouth twitched at this metaphor, finding it truly indescribable.

Yang Ruxin laughed heartily and went into the room. Just as she lay down, there were sounds outside. Her younger siblings were getting up one by one and were beginning their morning training. This had become a habit, and those little ones didn't need anyone to prompt them.

Amidst everyone's energetic shouts, Yang Ruxin drifted into a deep sleep.

When she awoke again, it was because the blood mole in her palm was hurting, as if something had stabbed it.

"What grudge do you have against me? It hurts so much?" Yang Ruxin rubbed the blood mole in her palm, only to be abruptly pulled into her inner space.

At that moment, a message popped up in her mind, indicating that the space had undergone its final expansion.