Fang Er, with a triumphant look, walked out of Cheng Tian Gate, no longer caring about what Li Shimin might be feeling later.
In any case, his mood was excellent right now.
Returning to Fang Family Village, he had Huang Sheng load the six silly dogs directly into armored vehicles and send them to the imperial palace.
Chai Yue pouted, a little reluctant.
"Young Master, they're so cute, why are you sending them to Uncle?"
Fang Er held her little hand, pointing at the furniture that looked nothing like furniture after being gnawed by those silly dogs.
"Let them cause trouble for your uncle for a few days; he'll surely send them back. Heh heh!"
"If they get sent back, you're amazing!"
Seeing Chai Yue still looking displeased, Fang Er had a flash of inspiration. "Yue'er, wait, Young Master has something to give you."
With that, he turned and went inside the house.
Opening his system space, he considered Chai Yue's figure and tentatively took out a set.
Then, he opened the door and said to Chai Yue.
"Yue'er, come in!"
Although they were engaged, and Chai Yue had been living at Fang Family Village for some time, she had never been alone in a room with Fang Er.
With a slight blush, she walked over, standing at the doorway, hesitating.
"What is it, Young Master?"
Fang Er pulled Chai Yue into the room.
From behind, he took out the undergarments.
"Here, this is for you."
Looking at what Fang Er handed her, Chai Yue, who had never worn such things, didn't recognize them at all.
She asked curiously.
"What is this?"
Fang Er felt a bit awkward.
"How do I explain this?"
After thinking for a long time, he directly held the bra against himself to demonstrate.
"This is for you, just wear it inside."
Saying that, he stuffed the bra into Chai Yue's hands, her face turning red.
That wasn't all. He then took the lacy little panties, demonstrated with them, and stuffed them into Chai Yue's hands too, before quickly running out of the room.
Chai Yue was bewildered.
"Where did Young Master get such embarrassing things!"
However, touching the fabric of the undergarments, they felt so comfortable.
Finally, gathering her courage, she walked to the bed and put on the undergarments.
She tried them on. The panties were okay, but the round ones were too tight.
After putting on her clothes, she sheepishly pushed the door open and walked out.
Blushing, she walked over to Fang Er.
She pointed to her chest with her finger.
"Young Master, it's so tight here."
"Uh."
Fang Er was greatly surprised!
When she wore clothes, she looked like a C cup. He had even taken a D cup size, fearing it would be too small.
Then, he became delighted and grinned slyly at Chai Yue.
"You wait, I'll go into the house and look, there might be more."
With that, he ran into the house, took out an E and an F cup, and placed them on the bed.
He returned to the courtyard and said to Chai Yue.
"There are two more, I put them on the bed. You can go and try them on yourself."
Chai Yue, her face flushed with embarrassment, nodded and went back to try on the undergarments.
Fang Er sat in the courtyard, stroking Wangcai's head, chuckling, "This is just great!"
After a while, Chai Yue came out of the room.
Shuffling shyly, she walked in front of Fang Er.
"Young Master, this is much better this time."
Fang Er's eyes almost bulged out!
"Could it be that she was being squeezed so tightly before?"
Seeing Fang Er's expression, Chai Yue chuckled.
"Look at your silly face!"
With that, she turned to go find Xiao Qing in the backyard.
Just as she turned, Fang Er suddenly saw a trace of red on the hem of her skirt.
He quickly called her back.
"Yue'er, have you been feeling unwell these past few days?"
Chai Yue looked confused.
"No."
Fang Er pointed to the skirt behind Chai Yue.
"Are you sure?"
Chai Yue pulled the hem of her skirt forward and looked.
She was instantly filled with shame and indignation.
"Ah! It must have gotten on when I was changing just now!"
With that, she went back into the room to take care of her business.
Fang Er thought for a moment, then went out, drove, and headed straight for the paper mill.
"I was careless, I completely forgot to get this thing made."
Arriving at the paper mill, he grabbed a roll of toilet paper and left, specifically instructing Wang Wu to find a way to produce paper with stronger absorbency.
Carrying the paper, he went to the sewing workshop. The military uniforms were already finished.
Fang Er explained his idea to Hua Niang.
A whole piece of silk was cut into small strips, a palm's width and a foot long. Two pieces were placed together, sewn into a small cloth bag, filled with toilet paper, and then sealed.
Hua Niang curiously held the finished product and asked Fang Er.
"Marquis, what are these small things used for?"
Fang Er looked at the two hundred or so women in the sewing workshop and felt a bit embarrassed.
He leaned closer to Hua Niang's ear and whispered.
"Well, it's for you women, for those few days every month."
Hua Niang froze for a moment, then immediately understood.
She let out a chuckle.
"Marquis, you are truly thoughtful!"
"Is this for the Young Madam?"
Fang Er nodded, pointing to the sewing machine.
"Hurry, make more."
Hua Niang beckoned to a few women near her.
"Quick, come over and lend a hand!"
Several women came over and, following Hua Niang's instructions, began to help.
The sanitary pads were quickly sewn and placed in a basket nearby.
When the large roll of paper was used up, those who helped, like Hua Niang before, asked curiously what they were for.
Fang Er was greatly embarrassed and simply grabbed the basket and ran.
Hua Niang, inside, laughed uncontrollably.
"Don't you all talk nonsense, this is for the Young Madam, for when she has her period."
After the helping women understood, they also burst into laughter.
However, after laughing for a while, their faces showed envious expressions.
"The Marquis is indeed considerate!"
"It's a pity that I was born so many years earlier!"
Carrying the basket of sanitary pads into Fang Residence, Fang Er wiped the sweat from his face.
Chai Yue and Xiao Qing were sitting in the courtyard, discussing something in hushed tones, when they saw Fang Er carrying something in.
They curiously came over and asked.
"Young Master, what is this?"
Saying that, she curiously took one out of the basket to look at it.
Fang Er steeled his resolve. "I've already made them, what's there to be afraid of saying?"
"Well, this is for you to use when you're not feeling well. Put it inside your undergarments, and when you're done, just throw it away and change to a new one."
Chai Yue was stunned.
She had noticed the bloodstain on her skirt earlier. After cleaning up in her room and coming out, Fang Er was nowhere to be seen. Now he had returned, sweating profusely, carrying these things.
"Was this made specially for me?"
Feeling the softness of the silk in her hand, Chai Yue felt a sense of shy happiness.
She bowed slightly to Fang Er. "Yue'er thanks Young Master, but please don't make such things in the future. It will harm your reputation if it gets out."
Fang Er waved his hand.
"It's just making something for you, who would dare say anything?"
"If anyone does, I'll rip out their tongue!"
"You and Xiao Qing can use these. I'll have the tailoring workshop make more later and keep them at home."