Pei Minxue stroked his chin. "That's not exactly how it works."

"My younger sister was planning to hire male prostitutes a few days ago. Maybe she doesn't want either of them and wants to try something new."

Madam Pei gasped, a look of envy creeping onto her face.

"Hey," Pei Minxue called out in annoyance, "What kind of look is that?"

Madam Pei immediately came to her senses and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Pei Minxue exposed, "Your eyes were full of longing just now."

Madam Pei said innocently, "My lord, what are you saying?"

"I am already married to you, how could I yearn for you? I am merely admiring your skill."

Madam Pei would naturally not admit to Pei Minxue that she was indeed envious, truly envious!

My sister is living the kind of life that many women dream of; how could she not envy her?

If she gets tired of one, she'll switch to another. Even if it's His Majesty, her sister won't give her a friendly look.

What woman wouldn't want this kind of life?

Unlike Pei Minxue's room, in Pei Zhi's room, it was Pei Zhi leaning against the bathtub.

The person giving Pei Zhi a massage was Xiao Chengci.

Xiao Chengci had already washed up and was wearing an undergarment. He rolled up his sleeves and was massaging Pei Zhi.

After days of traveling, Pei Zhi's shoulders were also a little sore.

"How's the pressure?"

Pei Zhi nodded, "That's fine."

Pei Zhi joked, "If you ever stop being the emperor, you should open a massage parlor; it should do quite well."

"Okay, then you can settle the bill later."

Pei Zhi was very generous, "Okay, name your price."

Xiao Chengci's hand clenched slightly, and he asked cryptically, "Would this be alright?"