In a country where women are respected, appearance is not judged by being handsome and powerful, but by slender waist, gentle temperament, pale skin and a sense of weakness as superior appearance. If a man wants to be favored, the most valuable thing is not strength, but weakness, obedience, and pity. What noble ladies flock to are those who are "just the right amount of vulnerability."
On the surface, the kneading snow pavilion is a place for healing, but in fact it is also a kind of "reward".
Some men from poor backgrounds, in order to get medicine, food and clothing, and money to redeem themselves, can only put on light gauze robes, bare their waists, dance in the dim light of ancient sandalwood or receive massages. Most of them suffer from hidden diseases such as cold body, weak stomach, congenital intestinal diseases, and perennial spasms.
Some noble ladies like them to suddenly pause during the dance, kneeling on the waist and frowning slightly, while others like them to quietly gnash their teeth and tremble their fingertips during the massage. Even if their abdomen is blue, they still whisper: "It doesn't matter, press it again."
Concept: Fragile beauty that is just right