Chapter 1288
However, Darryl did not expect that Chang Er would smile and say, "Your Majesty, you were the one who usually massages my legs and pours me tea. Why would you want me to do that today? You do seem a little strange…"

"Uh…" Darryl was suddenly speechless. Who knew that the great Emperor Hou Yi would serve Chang Er like that every day?

Darryl felt awkward; he said, "Oh, I misspoke. I meant, are your legs sore? Do you want me to massage them, my love?"

"My legs are not sore today, Your Majesty.
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