"Xiao Douya, I want to take a shower!" After dinner, Zhao Yan ordered in the room. The Xiao Douya outside immediately agreed, and then asked someone to prepare hot water and deliver it to the room later.

Although Zhao Yan is a prince, he is not as convenient as an ordinary person in later generations in some aspects of life. For example, taking bathing as an example, as long as he lives in the city, he can take a hot bath at any time. Even in the countryside, he can install solar energy and have hot water at any time. However, it was not possible in the Song Dynasty. Zhao Yan had to inform him in advance if he wanted to take a bath. Moreover, even aristocrats did not have to take a bath every day, and they usually took a bath every three or five days. If he took a bath every day, he might be regarded as a quirk.

Another thing about taking a bath made Zhao Yan very dissatisfied, that is, the so-called bathroom actually has a large bathtub. If the water is cold, people will keep heating water inside, which is very inconvenient. This is also one of the reasons why he has to be served when taking a bath.

After waiting for a while, Xiao Douya came to report that the bath water was ready. Zhao Yan then entered the bathroom and took off her clothes under Xiao Douya's service. It was early winter and the temperature was already very low. However, the stove was raised in the bathroom, and the honeycomb coal he and the Cao family burned inside, making the bathroom very warm.

"It feels so comfortable!" Zhao Yan went into the bathtub and lay down slowly. The feeling of being soaked in hot water made him moan. Xiao Douya next to him was very considerate in helping him pinch his arms. In fact, when he had just traveled to the Song Dynasty, Zhao Yan was still very unaccustomed to letting Xiao Douya, a minor girl, serve her bath, but now he has been slowly degenerating.

The fire was already on the rise in the bathroom, and the steam from heating water rose, making the room look even hotter. Xiao Douya only wore a single dress with her forearms exposed, and she worked very hard to pinch Zhao Yan's shoulders and back. Her little face was also fluffy with steam. She looked particularly cute.

Zhao Yan actually just took a shower yesterday, and today is not the day to take a shower. He just wanted to figure out something, so he ordered Xiao Douya to prepare a bath water. And while Xiao Douya was pinching his arm, Zhao Yan's eyes were also quietly looking at Xiao Douya's chest. This was not Zhao Yan's dirty thing, but he wanted to figure out whether Xiao Douya was also tying his chest?

The clothes on Xiao Douya were originally very thin, and now they were smoked by water vapor, and Zhao Yan deliberately splashed some water on her body. Xiao Douya, who was rough and big, did not realize that her clothes were already stuck to her body. As a result, Zhao Yan discovered that there was indeed a circle of cloth wrapped around Xiao Douya’s chest, which seemed to be very tight. It was probably the legendary breast tightness.

"Xiao Douya, what is the thing tied to your chest? It looks very tight. Don't you feel uncomfortable?" Zhao Yan pissed himself off for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to ask, while his face was going to look very simple, as if he really didn't know what Xiao Douya's chest was.

Although Xiao Douya was a little nervous, she couldn't help but look slightly red when she heard Zhao Yan ask about her daughter's private affairs, but she had to answer. Finally, she said hesitantly: "Qi...Qi Bi, this... this is called a breast tightening, it must be tied tightly to be useful. Although it is very uncomfortable to wear it, the wet nurse said that women must wear this, otherwise they will not be able to get married in the future."

"Haha, Xiao Douya, you are the dowry girl of the princess, and why are you worried about getting married? Since this thing is uncomfortable, then just take it off. I don't want to see our little Douya suffer." Zhao Yan said with a smile. Xiao Douya and Mixue are both dowry girls of Cao Ying. Sooner or later, they will be people in Zhao Yan's room, so he said that Xiao Douya doesn't have to worry about getting married at all.

Xiao Douya heard Zhao Yan say that she didn't have to worry about getting married. Her face turned even redder at that time, and then she heard Zhao Yan feel sorry for her. Although she didn't understand the relationship between men and women at such a young age, she couldn't help but feel sweet. In addition, she was simple in nature, and she actually followed Zhao Yan's instructions. She turned around gently, untied her clothes and took off her chest, then lowered her head and blushed, then turned around and continued to pinch Zhao Yan's shoulders.

At this time, Xiao Douya's single clothes were already wet, and removing the breast tightness would almost mean that he was not wearing any clothes. At this time, Zhao Yan discovered that there seemed to be no big difference between the breast tightness of the little bean sperm and the two small poached eggs had no idea at all. In fact, this is not surprising. Xiao Douya was only thirteen years old, and she was developing a little late, and she was at the age of being indistinguishable from the front and back. Zhao Yan did not have any pedophiles, so naturally she would not have any interest in a small body like Xiao Douya.

"Little Douya, since you wear a tight breast every day, isn't the princess wearing this too?" Zhao Yan finally asked the most important question. What he wanted to know most was Cao Ying's situation. After all, Cao Ying is older, and wearing such a tight breast every day will definitely have a bad impact on her body.

"Yes, I used to help Sister Si'er wear breasts every day, because Sister Si'er's breasts are relatively large, and it's very difficult to wear them every time. I have a lot of strength and can easily help her put them on. If it were Mixue, it would be much more difficult." Xiao Douya also let go at this time, and replied with naive expression on her face.

"Hu~" Zhao Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this news, and his heart finally let go. Influenced by later generations, he also liked a bulging figure with a squint back and forth. He really couldn't be interested in a flat-shaped figure. But then he thought that Cao Ying tightened his body like this every day. The longer the time, the greater the impact it would have. Over time, it would increase the risk of breast cancer. It seems that he had to persuade the other party not to tie his breasts anymore as soon as possible, and then Cao Ying led the two sisters of Princess Bao'an and Princess Shoukang. It would be best if women in the world would no longer tie their breasts in the future. This is definitely good news for Zhao Yan.

That night, Zhao Yan had not fallen asleep until midnight. He kept thinking about how to convince Cao Ying. It was not until the end that he thought of a feasible solution. Then he finally felt relaxed and fell asleep deeply.

The next morning, Zhao Yan still got up early as usual, but he did not exercise as usual, but rushed into the study abnormally and stayed in it for half an hour without even having breakfast. Finally, he rushed out of the study with an excited look on his face and then went to Cao Ying's room.

In the room, Cao Ying sat next to the warm coal stove while making cotton coats and told Mixue beside him: "I didn't expect that the honeycomb coal invented by my husband is so easy to use, clean and convenient. The honeycomb coal I bought before may not be enough. Mixue, please let Lao Fu buy more honeycomb coal. As for charcoal, you only need to buy some spares, which can save a considerable amount of expenses."

"Yes, I'll go now!" Mixue agreed with a smile, then put down the needle and thread in her hand and stood up. Winter has come. Although Zhao Yan is the prince, the cotton coat she wore was made by Cao Ying and other maids. The female workers they learned before were not for fun. In the future, Zhao Yan's clothes will be made by Cao Ying and others.

Mixue said and walked towards the door, but Zhao Yan just rushed in and almost hit Mixue. After seeing this, Cao Ying couldn't help but smile and said, "What's wrong with Husband? I didn't see you eat breakfast today. Now I'm so hurrying. I'm still hot in the kitchen. Mixue, go and have someone send it here!"

Mixue agreed to leave, but Zhao Yan sat next to Cao Ying with a smile and said, "Madam, don't rush to eat breakfast. I have a picture here and you can take a look first!"

Zhao Yan said, taking out a painting that had been drawn all morning. Cao Ying couldn't understand why Zhao Yan asked her to look at the painting, but she still put down the needle and thread in her hand and picked up the drawing paper. As soon as she took a look, Cao Ying immediately threw the drawing paper with a "ah" sound, and then said angrily: "Husband, what are you painting? Why are you so ugly?"

I saw a pair of things that looked like feet but not feet on the drawing paper that was thrown by Cao Ying. It looked very similar to human feet, but the back of the feet was arched high, and the toes were pressed under the feet, which looked deformed and a little disgusting. No wonder Cao Ying was afraid of getting angry when he saw it.

Seeing Cao Ying's reaction, Zhao Yan showed a satisfied expression, and then smiled and said, "My wife doesn't know anything. Don't look at the ugly things on the painting, but they are sought after by many men, and they are also called the "Three-inch Golden Lotus."

"Three-inch Golden Lotus?" Cao Ying felt very unfamiliar with this name, which was not surprising, because this name actually appeared in the Ming Dynasty. At that time, women's foot binding requirements were lower than three inches, so this title was given.

"In fact, the so-called three-inch golden lotus is that some women nowadays deliberately wrap their feet with cloth to stop growing in order to please their guests. Because most men like small feet, these women do this. However, in this way, the feet of those women will eventually become like this because they are tightly tied for a long time." Zhao Yan's words are actually a bit exaggerated. Although foot binding appeared in the Northern Song Dynasty, the feet were mainly wrapped in thinner, rather than being wrapped in three inches, like in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and the back of the feet was also arched high. It was just to scare Cao Ying, so Zhao Yan drew out the foot binding appearance of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

"So that's it?" Cao Ying had heard of foot binding before, but he didn't expect that he would turn his feet into this way in the end. Fortunately, this trend is only circulating among women in the world, and no ordinary women in good families will suffer this kind of crime.

"Huh? No, my husband, why did you tell me this for no reason today?" Cao Ying suddenly realized at this moment, looked at Zhao Yan in surprise, and seemed to have guessed something in his heart? (To be continued)
Chapter completed!