Exile with Storage Space: Family Fortunes in the Barren Lands

Chapter 871: Li Xing’an Extra (03): Irresistible Fate (Finale)

"It’s done, it’s done!" Ling Luo replied loudly.

"Are you sure you’re okay?" Outside, Li Xing’an knocked on the door again.

"No... nothing, you don’t have to worry about me, I... I’m fine now." Ling Luo looked at the bathtub and sighed.

Forget it, just make do with a quick wash, then use some cloth as a pad.

Li Xing’an said, "Oh, then hurry up, the weather is cold, don’t take too long, you’ll catch a chill."

"Got it, got it," Ling Luo replied again.

Li Xing’an left.

Ling Luo hurriedly washed herself, wrung out her underclothes, folded them, and used them as a pad.

Looking at the makeshift thing, Ling Luo could only sigh.

She tidied herself up and walked out of the bathroom.

This thing has to be changed often. She tore a piece from her underclothes, what would she tear next time?

Li Xing’an noticed her awkward walking and smiled, "What’s wrong with your legs?"

Ling Luo mumbled, "Nothing? Just walked too much today."

Li Xing’an stretched lazily, "Oh, is that so? Then we won’t climb the mountain tomorrow, let’s just rest indoors."

Ling Luo replied vaguely, "Uh-huh."

The two went to sleep as usual.

Ling Luo had her period and didn’t dare to sleep soundly, tossing and turning all night.

Early the next morning, Ling Luo woke up with a sore back.

She reached down and felt it was wet.

Ling Luo wanted to cry.

Luckily, Li Xing’an was still sleeping. Ling Luo quietly got off the bed, covered herself with a long robe, rolled up the bedsheet, and took it to the bathroom.

There was always bathwater prepared there.

Ling Luo soaked the bedsheet in the basin, and soon bloodstained water seeped out.

She quickly scrubbed it a few times until the blood was washed away, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

As for a change of clothes, Ling Luo took off half of her underclothes, rolled it up, and used it. The used cloth was also rinsed free of bloodstains.

What a mess!

Ling Luo lamented inwardly.

When Ling Luo walked out of the bathroom, Li Xing’an was just getting out of bed, unaware she had been busy all morning.

"Luo Sheng, you’re quite an early riser," Li Xing’an said, stretching and yawning.

Ling Luo replied awkwardly, "Oh, I slept early last night, so I woke up early."

Li Xing’an noticed the sheet was missing from her bed.

"Where’s your sheet?" Li Xing’an walked over and touched the small bed.

Ling Luo felt a headache, "I accidentally spilled tea on it, so I took it to wash."

Li Xing’an was surprised, "You washed it? Aren’t there servants for that? Let them wash it."

Ling Luo was speechless; could she really let the servants wash it?

She usually washed her own clothes anyway.

Awkwardly, she replied, "It’s no big deal, so I washed it myself."

Li Xing’an laughed, "You’re really diligent, ah, your future wife will be lucky."

Ling Luo laughed dryly, "Hahaha, just joking."

After breakfast, Ling Luo found an excuse to slip out of Li Xing’an’s residence, heading to the street alone.

In her pocket was some silver, gifted by Li Xing’an.

These days, Ling Luo had been moving in and out with Li Xing’an, and the patrols had recognized her disguise as a man; now, even going out on the street, she wouldn’t be questioned.

Ling Luo’s current plan was how to break away from Li Xing’an and escape the capital.

But the most pressing issue now was dealing with her period.

She asked around and found a fabric shop, walking into the store.

The shopkeeper’s wife saw a handsome young man entering and welcomed him with a smile, "Young master, what would you like to buy?"

"Get me some... plain coarse cotton fabric, the kind that’s easy to wash, and some cotton," Ling Luo said with an embarrassed face.

The shopkeeper’s wife looked at her, blinking, "How much do you need? Making cotton clothing?"

Ling Luo stammered, "Yeah, yeah. Cotton clothes for a child, not too much fabric."

Buying too much might arouse Li Xing’an’s suspicion when returning.

The shopkeeper’s wife smiled, "Alright, how much do you need?"

"Five feet of fabric, one pound of cotton," Ling Luo replied, "I also need some needles and thread."

"Sure, I’ll get them for you," the shopkeeper’s wife said warmly and busied herself.

After buying the items, Ling Luo paid and turned to leave.

Just as she left, someone else entered the shop.

This person was Ziying, who served Ling Yuezi.

She was out of the palace to select silk thread and passed by this shop, wanting to see if there was any new fabric.

At that moment, she noticed a familiar figure walking by with a pile of things.

Ziying frowned slightly and followed.

The person was walking, so Ziying followed on foot.

After passing two market squares, finally, the boy in ink-colored clothes entered a luxurious mansion.

Ziying raised her head, squinting her eyes, the Lu Ling Royal Mansion?

Currently residing at the Lu Ling Royal Mansion is the Third Prince, Li Xing’an, brother to the Crown Prince!