Her thin lips moved slightly, her throat dry, and she struggled to sit up.
There was water by the bedside, and she wanted to drink some.
As she reached for the water, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Aunt Hui was at the door.
Seeing Shi Nuan sit up, she quickly came over: "Lady, that water is from last night, I'll get you some fresh..."
Shi Nuan ignored her, drank a couple of sips, and put the glass down. Her throat no longer felt dry, and she said, "It's not a problem..."
Shi Nuan's period had come, which made her relieved because it at least proved that the recent intimacies with Song Yansheng hadn't resulted in a pregnancy.
But it was probably because she had taken emergency contraception before, that the cramping was worse this time.
Like they say, self-inflicted wounds are the hardest to bear, seems true enough.
After washing up, she returned to bed, and Aunt Hui brought red bean porridge. Shi Nuan didn't resist and ate it.
