All Hail Cousin Brother

"Then please be gentle...it hurts, it hurts..." Yu Youyao's face turned pale, a large amount of sweat kept rolling down her forehead, and she made a painful "whimpering" sound in her throat.

It hurt so much.

Hearing her hoarse voice, the tone of which was filled with painful tremors and muddy cries, Yin Huaixi unconsciously held his breath and slowed down his movements: "The pain will be more severe at first, but it will lessen a lot later. Just bear with it a little longer." Forbearance, I’ll be fine soon.”

In fact, massage needs to take up to two quarters of an hour to achieve the best results.

"It hurts too much, wu, no more, no more," Yu Youyao leaned on the cloak, her body couldn't stop trembling and shrinking, and she couldn't help crying, her broken voice, with a melodious trembling, in her throat. He let out a convulsive cry: "Oh, I hurt, I don't want you to massage, please let go, wu..."

As soon as she cried, Yin Huaixi became flustered and quickly comforted her: "Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. The blood will dissolve when you blow up the air, and it won't be so painful next time, otherwise you will still have to suffer."

"Don't worry about it. Just go away. It hurts..." The pain was too much. Yu Youyao couldn't help but use force and wanted to retract her feet, but Yin Huaixi wouldn't let her go. She felt annoyed and pushed her legs forward. But he accidentally kicked him in the face.

It was so sudden!

The air suddenly condensed, and the room fell into dead silence.

Yu Youyao was startled and felt a little guilty. She lay tremblingly on her cloak, with tears in her eyes and tear stains on her eyelashes. Her eyes were red and she looked aggrieved, as if she had been bullied by someone. Similar.

Yin Huaixi pushed his tongue against the kicked face. It didn't hurt very much, but suddenly there was a strange and unspeakable emotion in his heart.

It's quite complicated.

When he was rubbing it, it hurt so much that he wanted to die on the spot, but now that Yin Huaixi let go, Yu Youyao felt that his feet didn't seem to hurt so much anymore.

She felt that she was a little ungrateful, so she quickly sat up straight, and with the intention of trying to make up for it, she took the initiative to hand her foot to Yin Huaixi: "Here, you can continue to rub it. The long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain. I will endure it this time." Stay here, don't move, I will never kick you again."

I never thought about whether it was appropriate or not.

Once etiquette is broken, it becomes insignificant.

Her injury was more serious than a sprain and required a doctor to handle. In this wilderness, the doctor couldn't come right away. If she waited a little longer, the pain would get worse.

Yin Huaixi was not that kind either. He knew she had sprained her foot, but he still talked about rules and dogma, and was pedantic in etiquette, turning a blind eye to her pain.

Yin Huaixi looked at the tender little feet in front of him. Although he had used a lotion to change the skin color, it was not as white as before and the feet were also swollen badly, but...

The smooth and smooth touch seemed to still remain in his palm. He trembled his fingers, and details that he had not noticed before suddenly flooded into his mind.

He suddenly remembered: "The Emperor is so desolate that he is exhausted for a long time. Every time he holds on to his righteousness, he becomes so overwhelmed with desire that he often bursts into violence!"

Yu Youyao felt even more guilty when she saw his deep gaze and did not make a move: "Are you angry?"

"No," Yin Huaixi quickly dismissed all the dirty thoughts in his mind, held her feet and looked at them carefully for a while. He originally wanted to see her feet. After rubbing them, had the swelling gone down?

But my mind was thinking uncontrollably.

The Jiuhua Jade Dew Ointment reduces swelling and relieves pain, and the blood-activating powder works well. I have just rubbed it for about half a stick of incense, and I can already see that the swelling has subsided.

Yu Youyao's feet are thin, with naturally curved insteps. The soles of her feet are like a crescent moon. Even though they are still swollen, they look very petite. Her ten toes are round and slightly curled, and her toenails are a little blue due to the blood. But still very beautiful.

He could almost imagine that it was originally as weak and boneless as a spring bamboo shoot, thin and pointed, and graceful and white.

Can't think about it anymore.

However, Yin Huaixi frowned and blurted out the doubts in his heart: "Why are your feet so small?"

The air suddenly condensed.

These words were frivolous to Meng Lang. Yu Youyao's face suddenly flushed, with a burst of embarrassment and anger on her face. She kicked her legs hard and tried to take her feet back, but he held her tightly: "You, let me go."

Yin Huaixi wished he could slap her on the mouth: "Well, that's not what I meant. It's just that foot binding was not allowed in the Zhou Dynasty. Your feet are so small, don't you..."

Women's slender feet are naturally enchanting, decorated with gold and praised with lotus. Men are well aware of the mystery and are more interested in it. They even exaggerate and promote the beauty of foot binding.

Women still have their feet bound to this day.

Only then did Yu Youyao realize that he was worried about this, and he quickly lowered his head: "No, foot binding is not allowed in the house, but women's feet are too big to be beautiful. When we were young, the grandma who taught us made us wear them half an inch smaller than our feet. (One centimeter) of shoes.”

Yin Huaixi looked unhappy: "Is this the case now?"

Yu Youyao said "hmm" and then said: "I just wear it like this at home. I wear suitable shoes when I go out. I wear soft shoes in the boudoir. This purpose is to make the toes slightly curled, which will not cause any problems." We squeeze our feet. We usually stay at home and don’t move around much. We also take medicinal baths every day, and grandma will also squeeze our feet.”

The toes are slightly curved, which will give them a pointed and thin beauty. The foot pinching technique can be used to trim the shape of the feet without hurting the feet. It can even have the effect of maintaining the feet. It is just a method of shaping the feet.

Just like how Aunt Xu shaped her bones, it not only beautified her bones and body, but also strengthened her muscles and revitalized her bones, which was also good for her body.

Women must respect their appearance, manners, posture, and etiquette. Rich families also attach great importance to women and disdain foot binding. They have their own confidence and pride. They also value women's self-cultivation and do not want their daughters to become people-pleasers. A tool, but a truly talented and virtuous woman.

Yin Huaixi understood it as soon as he heard it, and his face brightened a little: "If you feel uncomfortable wearing it like this, you can change to suitable shoes in the future, and you don't have to wrong yourself."

Yu Youyao still felt ashamed in her heart. She nodded gently and asked in a low voice, "Okay, are you okay?"

The pain was too severe before, but she didn't feel anything bad. She just hoped that Yin Huaixi could really help her relieve the pain.

At this moment, the pain eased a little. Seeing that her feet were held by Yin Huaixi, Yu Youyao was inevitably shy and embarrassed, and began to worry about rules and etiquette again.

"It's not as swollen as before, but the bruises and blood are still there. I need to massage it for a while." Yin Huaixi shook off the abrupt thoughts in his mind, applied another layer of ointment on his feet, and repeated the previous actions with the help of the ointment's lubrication. .

But his heart was no longer as peaceful as before.

The delicate feet held in his hands were smooth and smooth, like a ball of nephrite, and the smooth and delicate touch seemed to be melted in his palm.