The prince is more stable

Chapter 273 Friends of Women
Many couples are affectionate when they are in love, but gradually become cold to each other after marriage because of the daily necessities of life.

The so-called love turns into family affection because no one can spend a day calculating mortgage, car loan and living expenses, look at the tiny balance, and still be able to spend time with their significant other under the moonlight without any pressure.

Only true family members can live together, calculate every penny of income and expenditure, and bear the pressure of life together.

So, what about love?

Doesn't love turn into family affection? Talking about love again is hypocritical. Have you managed to save for next month's mortgage? Have you signed up for your child's hobby classes? Would you hold my hand that just wiped the grease off the stove?
So, what is love?
Love is a luxury, more luxurious than LV Hermes.

If you live in a villa of one thousand square meters, with a housekeeper, a maid and a chef at home, you only need to stretch out your arms to put on your clothes, and someone will help you put them on.

Under such conditions, of course you can talk about love, you can talk about it at any time, and you can even learn some completely useless but high-sounding knowledge, such as philosophy, or postpartum care for sows.

Zhao Xiaoqian and Di Ying are qualified to talk about love because they don't need to care about trivial things in life.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are not their concerns, and the housekeepers, servants and cooks in the palace are not mere decorations.

Women who have their period also need love. If Zhao Xiaoqian doesn't want to be too obvious about his scumbag status, he can only hold Di Ying in his arms when he can't do anything else, to relieve her menstrual period boredom, and by the way, tactfully ask her if she has had any mouth ulcers after her period...

The severe pain in his waist made Zhao Xiaoqian open his eyes wide and take a breath.

"Is this all you care about, sir?" Di Ying twisted him dissatisfiedly, her pretty face flushed, and her eyes revealed the charm of a mature woman.

"Madam, what are you talking about? Just now you were so worried about not getting pregnant, and now you're saying that I'm worried about this. What do you want?"

Di Ying's face turned even redder: "But, but I can't... now."

Holding Di Ying's face, Zhao Xiaoqian looked directly into her eyes and said seriously, "Women, you can't say no!"

"what?"

"You can do it, you always can. Come on, open your mouth and let me see if you have any mouth ulcers."

As expected of a couple who understand each other, Di Ying immediately understood Zhao Xiaoqian's dirty thoughts and hit him hard.

"Go! Sir, go find Miaoxian and Yuan'er. I can't serve you anymore!"

After being pushed out of the room, Zhao Xiaoqian smiled and did not go to look for Jiang Miaoxian and Yuan'er.

Walking into the yard, Zhao Xiaoqian called the servants and asked them to prepare some soft cotton cloth and clean cotton.

Cotton is native to America. By the time of the Song Dynasty, cotton seeds had been introduced. It is unknown who brought the seeds to China, but during the Song Dynasty, cotton had been planted in many areas of Jiangnan, and the corresponding cotton weaving technology was also relatively mature.

He asked his servants to dig a rectangular mold, fill the rectangle with cotton, and compact it under gravity. After a long time, the cotton was shaped into a rectangle. He then ordered his servants to cut the cotton cloth and put the rectangular cotton inside.

While I was busy in the yard, Jiang Miaoxian and Yuan'er came over hand in hand.

Jiang Miaoxian has a high emotional intelligence. Even if a woman is hostile to her, after spending some time with her, she will eventually become her best friend, like Yuan'er.

She had originally stood firmly in Di Ying's camp, ready to suppress the concubine Jiang Miaoxian, but as it turned out, for some reason Jiang Miaoxian resorted to methods that made Di Ying and Yuan'er now treat her as a real sister.

"What are you busy with?"

Jiang Miaoxian and Yuan'er walked into the yard and came over curiously. Seeing Zhao Xiaoqian busy with his head down, the two girls became more curious and stared at the rectangular cotton in Zhao Xiaoqian's hand.

"Oh, I have a surprise for you. Wait a little longer." Zhao Xiaoqian said without turning his head.

Jiang Miaoxian and Yuan'er then squatted beside him, one on each side, looking at him with their hands on their cheeks.

After putting the cotton cloth into the rectangular cotton, Zhao Xiaoqian ordered people to sew the cotton cloth and cotton together, and finally found two thin straps to connect the cotton cloth.

After finishing the work, Zhao Xiaoqian held up his new gadget, facing the sun, and laughed heartily.

"As expected of me!" Zhao Xiaoqian said proudly.

Jiang Miaoxian and Yuan'er stared at the new gadget in his hand in a daze. Jiang Miaoxian asked curiously, "Sir, what is this?" Zhao Xiaoqian didn't answer, but just looked at the two women and asked, "Have you had your period yet?"

The two girls blushed, and Jiang Miaoxian took a step back, glaring at him angrily: "It's a daughter's matter, why do you interfere in this matter, sir?"

"This is purely an academic discussion. Just answer my question."

Yuan'er shook her head shyly and hid behind Jiang Miaoxian.

Jiang Miaoxian's face turned even redder, she uttered an inaudible "hmm" and turned her head to the side.

Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes widened. "You're here too? Are women so close that their periods are synchronized?"

Jiang Miaoxian was extremely embarrassed and stamped her feet, saying angrily, "What on earth do you want to do, sir?"

Zhao Xiaoqian pulled Jiang Miaoxian into the house without saying a word.

"Come in with me. I have an heirloom treasure for you to see."

The door was closed, and Yuan'er, standing in the yard, felt a little helpless. She could only hear Jiang Miaoxian's shameful and angry struggle and scolding from inside the house, followed by her surprised and puzzled cries.

After a long time, Zhao Xiaoqian took Jiang Miaoxian out of the house.

Yuan'er looked at Jiang Miaoxian's expression curiously, but she saw a hint of joy amidst her shame and anger. From time to time, she put her hands on her waist as she walked, picking up something and lifting it upwards, which was quite unusual...

Yuan'er came forward and asked, "Sister Jiang, what did the master do just now?"

Jiang Miaoxian's face turned red again. After glaring at Zhao Xiaoqian, she leaned over and whispered something in Yuan'er's ear.

Yuan'er's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Jiang Miaoxian's lower body in disbelief: "Is it really that magical?"

Jiang Miaoxian pinched her and said, "Why are you shouting so loudly? If you don't believe me, ask the official to put it on you too."

Zhao Xiaoqian said with a smile, "Remember, change it every two or three hours. I'll make a thicker version later. Change it before going to bed at night. I guarantee you won't feel any pain and will be relaxed every month."

Yuan'er's eyes were filled with admiration, and little stars sparkled in her big almond-shaped eyes: "Master, you are amazing! You can even make things for girls so magical."

Jiang Miaoxian held his head with both hands and stood on tiptoe to look him up and down.

"What's wrong with your brain, sir? Not only can you create powerful firearms that enhance our nation's prestige, but you're also so proficient in even the things of girls. Is there really such a thing as a genius born from heaven?"

Zhao Xiaoqian nodded and said without hesitation: "Yes, you are talking about me. It's not just this thing. Next time I have some free time, I will make you a few sets of bras to help you bear the burden of women..."

Jiang Miaoxian and Yuan'er were stunned: "What do you mean by 'cover'?"

Zhao Xiaoqian leaned close to the two girls' ears with ill intentions and whispered the concept and shape of the bra.

After a while, the two girls finally understood and were shocked and embarrassed.

Yuan'er hid aside with a red face and giggled, but because of her status as a maid, she couldn't express anything.

Jiang Miaoxian didn't care about that. She grabbed Zhao Xiaoqian and started pinching him, pinching his chest, waist, thighs, and every place he could.

"You are a good man, but you are thinking about these immoral things. It's so shameful. Sir, will you let us live?"

Zhao Xiaoqian dodged her pointed finger with a smile and said, "You are not allowed to wear it outside. Only I can see it, and I can help you shape it beautifully. What's wrong with me?"

"No matter! You're just shameless!" Jiang Miaoxian pinched him while calling Yuan'er, "Go call me sister to judge the matter."

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Miaoxian blushed and whispered, "That menstrual thing... isn't bad. Master, please make a few for me."

"Call me daddy, I won't do it if you don't."

(End of this chapter)