Chapter 27: Menstrual Blood – He can not only give birth to children, but also menstruate…

It was said that she would accompany him to the Crane Garden, but in fact, Wen Zhaoyin had something come up at the last minute and didn’t come, letting Pei Lan accompany him instead.

At the same time, Pei Lan also made it clear on the way that his house arrest had been lifted, and he could wander around the Wen Residence at any time like half a year ago.

Thinking about it this way, Wen Zhaoyin was still quite humane.

Of course, being humane didn’t stop him from planning to escape.

After returning to the Bamboo Courtyard from the Crane Garden, he didn’t go out and wander around blindly, but instead closed the door and talked to Wen Xi, “Wen Xi, if we can’t buy abortion medicine, we should at least be able to buy contraceptives, right?”

Wen Xi was in a dilemma, because this wasn’t possible either.

“Young Master…”

Meng Huan could tell the result from his reaction, and he was going crazy in his heart. He had been with Wen Zhaoyin several times yesterday, and there was definitely a chance of getting pregnant, which was really scary to think about.

“Why can’t we buy it? Why can’t you buy anything?”

Wen Xi tugged at the corner of his clothes, hesitating about this topic, “Don’t you know? It’s very difficult for a man to even see a doctor without his wife by his side. The things you want, I, as a man, really can’t buy them.”

Moreover, even if he could buy them, he wouldn’t help to buy them. Everyone in the Bamboo Courtyard was clear about the mistress’s attitude. Anyone who dared to do anything to affect the Wen family’s offspring would probably die without knowing how they died.

Meng Huan took a deep breath. This world was really suffocating for men.

There was no way. He couldn’t go out and couldn’t buy medicine. He could only settle for the next best thing and said, “Then it should be okay to ask a physician to see if I’m pregnant or not, right?”

He didn’t want to be on tenterhooks every day, thinking about it. It was better to let the doctor take a look and give him a definite answer.

It’s actually not that scary when the knife falls. It’s only during the time when it’s hanging over your neck and could fall at any time that it’s the hardest to endure.

Wen Xi blinked, “The physician said before that it can only be detected after a month or so. It’s useless for you to look for them now. Moreover, you can know if you’re pregnant or not by yourself. As long as you don’t have menstrual blood for a long time, you’re most likely pregnant.”

Menstrual blood. What menstrual blood? Meng Huan had occasionally heard physicians mention it a couple of times, but he didn’t know what it meant, so he didn’t pay too much attention to it. Now hearing it mentioned like this, he always had a bad feeling.

“What… is that?”

“Menstrual blood? It’s the thing that men have every month. Young Master, don’t you call it menstrual blood where you’re from?” How could a man possibly not know what menstrual blood is? Wen Xi thought that the young master just didn’t know it was called by this name.

“Have it every month?”

Wen Xi suddenly remembered, “Yes, you haven’t had menstrual blood for half a year because of what happened last time. The physician said that you might have it this month when he took your pulse a few days ago.”

Meng Huan felt dazed when he heard this. Having menstrual blood every month, wasn’t that the same as modern women having their period? It was already miserable enough for men to give birth to children, why did they have to have that kind of thing too?!

“It’s best if it never comes in a lifetime.” He muttered to himself.

“For old men in their forties and fifties here, if they don’t have menstrual blood, they can’t have children anymore, right?”

“That’s right.”

Meng Huan was a little more at ease. It seemed that the physique of men in this female-dominant world was similar to that of modern women. If they didn’t have that, they wouldn’t get pregnant.

What if he might be completely infertile because of what happened last time? In all things, one must think in a positive direction.

It would be great if he could be infertile. If he didn’t menstruate and didn’t have to have children, he could nurture his body and exercise. Maybe he could train to have the same physique as in modern times.

Thinking about it this way, his mood instantly brightened. Whether he menstruated or not, he definitely wouldn’t get pregnant this time.

Wen Xi was at a loss, confused, “The questions Young Master asks are so strange.”

Being so happy about not menstruating, his young master was really different from others. But didn’t the young master know that not having it would make one age very quickly?

Men’s looks age easily, and women only like those who are young. Young Master doesn’t even have a proper status now. If he doesn’t have a child to support him in the future, what will he do when he’s old?

Meng Huan treated Wen Xi as a friend, so he naturally felt it. Moreover, living well in the Bamboo Courtyard, Wen Xi had long since lost the desire to hook up with Wen Zhaoyin, and only wanted to serve well and get married in a few years.

He was also a worrywart, so at this time, he began to worry about the master’s future, with a sense that the empress was not in a hurry but the palace maid was.

“Young Master, don’t be so resistant. In fact, every man has to have children. Let’s find a physician to take a look and prescribe some tonics to regulate your body. It would be good to have a daughter and a son with the mistress in the future.”

The things Wen Zhaoyin said about forcing Meng Huan to have children were said during pillow talk. As a servant, he naturally wouldn’t hear them, which led to his current advice against the wind.

Meng Huan raised his hand and slapped him, frowning, “Quickly spit it out. What daughter and son? Don’t mention it to me at all. It’s very unlucky!”

“Go and harvest the potatoes planted outside. My waist and back hurt today, so I can’t do it. Find someone to do it with you.”

As he spoke, he walked to the table and poured himself a cup of hot water, gulping it all down before feeling a little better.

This Wen Zhaoyin was really annoying. Yesterday’s business, he rested for a night and a day and still hadn’t recovered.

Wen Xi bowed and was about to go out when he suddenly glanced at his robe and was shocked, “Young… Young Master, you’re bleeding…”

Meng Huan quickly put down the cup and looked at where Wen Xi was pointing. He saw that the crimson trousers he was wearing today were slightly red in the middle. It wasn’t very obvious, but if you looked carefully, you could tell that it was fresh blood.

Because the location of the bloodstain was very special, he instantly thought of a possibility and asked stiffly, “This couldn’t be menstrual blood, could it…”

“It should be.” Wen Xi didn’t go out to dig potatoes either, and quickly went to find clean clothes and a special menstrual belt.

He closed the door and helped Meng Huan change clothes and check, finding that it was indeed that thing. He then served the person to tie on the belt and put on clothes before it was done.

Meng Huan lay on the bed with a complex expression, feeling completely unwell. His thing in the female-dominant world was multi-functional. Not only could it give birth to children, but it could also menstruate…

Seeing that he seemed a bit off, Wen Xi tentatively asked, “Young Master, are you feeling particularly uncomfortable? Should we call a physician to take a look?”

The latter looked at him with a look of being at the end of his rope and said lazily, “No need. I’m not uncomfortable, I just feel a little like dying.”