So Ah Qing was also unwilling to go up.
She didn't want to get involved.
Ah Qing could foresee that if she went up now, the conversation would certainly shift to her after Li Zhibai, and Zhu Pingniang would surely dig into her menstrual matters.
Ah Qing still cared about her dignity.
After all.
If there's anything that truly makes her feel ashamed... it's that at her age, she still has to pretend to be a young girl at the Flower Moon Building and receive menstrual supplies every month.
Ah Qing stopped heading towards the banquet stage, turned around to walk to a small window, placed down the food box, then pushed open half of the window lattice. She leaned down and gazed through the half-opened window towards the stage in the banquet hall.
Because she didn't want to become the center of attention, she decided to wait here for a while longer.
"Menstrual blood..."
Ah Qing gently patted her cheeks, feeling a slight warmth on her face.
