The Living Standard of the Emperor.

Lin Yu's gaze landed straight on Xia Muzhu's alluring back.

Watching her perform all sorts of mind-boggling yoga stretches, Lin Yu was practically drooling.

Sitting on the yoga mat and bending backward, Xia Muzhu had her back to Lin Yu.

Already harboring some subtle thoughts of her own, she easily noticed Lin Yu's stare.

She glanced back over her shoulder.

Her inquiring gaze happened to meet Lin Yu's clear eyes.

Seeing Lin Yu's covetous look—one so intense it was almost criminal—

Xia Muzhu's shoulders shrank slightly, and she couldn't help but break into a smile.

To be honest.

If she were outside and being stared at like that, Xia Muzhu would have half a mind to call the police.

But since it was Lin Yu giving her that look.

Well...

...

She wouldn't mind if his gaze was even more lustful.

Xia Muzhu's soft, beautiful smile was tantamount to tacit consent. Lin Yu immediately rolled up his sleeves, stood up, and scooped her into his arms.

Like Zhu Bajie carrying his bride, Lin Yu held Xia Muzhu with a radiant smile, rushing back to the bedroom in eager anticipation.

Entering the bedroom, he kicked the door shut behind him and tossed Xia Muzhu onto the bed, deliberately not holding back his strength.

Even though Xia Muzhu was Xia Muzhu.

She wasn't Qingmo.

But occasional, harmless roughness was like a pinch of sugar used to bring out the flavor in a dish.

It was actually a bonus.

After throwing Xia Muzhu onto the bed, Lin Yu was a bit impatient.

But he knew he couldn't rush things just yet.

Having lived with Xia Muzhu for so many years, Lin Yu remembered her cycle very clearly.

These few days were her dangerous period.

He couldn't take any risks.

Safety first!

Where did he put those things again?

After a moment's thought, a memory covered in a thin layer of dust instantly lit up.

Lin Yu immediately turned around, took a step forward, and prepared to bend down and open the bedside drawer.

His outstretched hand hovered in mid-air, his fingertips almost touching the drawer's handle.

But Lin Yu's big dark paw ultimately failed to touch that silver drawer handle.

Looking down at the hand gripping his wrist, Lin Yu followed the small arm and turned his head to look at its owner.

Xia Muzhu was currently half-lying on her side on the bed.

Everything had happened a bit suddenly; she was still wearing her yoga clothes and hadn't had time to change out of anything.

Of course.

Even if there were time, Lin Yu wouldn't have let her change.

The yoga clothes were exactly what he wanted!

Xia Muzhu hesitated to speak, as if there was something too embarrassing for her to say out loud.

She could only look at Lin Yu with a pair of sapphire-blue eyes, full of shyness and timidity, silently expressing the thoughts she was too embarrassed to voice.

Lin Yu looked into Xia Muzhu's eyes.

He knew she wanted to say something.

But he didn't know exactly what she wanted to say.

Lin Yu found it a bit strange.

He and Xia Muzhu had been like an old married couple for so many years now.

What could she possibly be unable to say?

But then again.

Seeing Xia Muzhu's shy and adorable appearance.

Lin Yu's playful mood suddenly surged.

So cute.

I want to f*** her.

Lin Yu, who was on the verge of evolving into his ultimate hooligan form, had absolutely no mind to guess Xia Muzhu's thoughts anymore.

Xia Muzhu felt a bit helpless.

She pursed her lips lightly, ultimately left with no choice.

She could only bear cheeks as hot as burning clouds and say softly in a shy voice:

"We don't need to use it, right..."

Hearing Xia Muzhu's voice, which was as quiet as a mosquito's hum, the lustful expression on Lin Yu's face quickly stiffened.

Now Lin Yu knew what Xia Muzhu meant.

Did she actually have the same idea as Qingmo?

Lin Yu felt a bit panicked.

They really had the same timing.

However, considering her age, it wasn't exactly early for Xia Muzhu to bring this up.

Nowadays, Lin Yu no longer cared about that scene from the adult manga's ending.

Right now, Lin Yu only hoped...

No.

He absolutely had to protect Little Darling.

And prevent the Tang's mother incident from happening.

As for other things, Lin Yu no longer had the obsession he had when he first transmigrated here.

He had been beaten by life until he was as resilient and bouncy as chewy noodles.

So after just a little thought, Lin Yu decided not to reject Xia Muzhu.

Besides, Lin Yu didn't think that agreeing to Xia Muzhu meant the scene from the manga's ending would definitely play out.

Wasn't there still Tang Manman?

Xia Muzhu and Qingmo had both reached the right age.

But Tang Manman was still young.

She was even a year younger than him.

She probably wouldn't want a child this early.

Yeah.

Probably not.

Lin Yu nodded to himself.

Although Tang Manman had acted a bit obsessed for a period of time.

But in all fairness, that couldn't completely be blamed on her...

Now she had completely returned to normal.

There shouldn't be any problems!

Having figured all this out, Lin Yu hesitated no more.

He turned around and pounced like a tiger, beginning the long night...

...

Leaning comfortably on the sofa, Lin Yu crossed his legs and happily watched TV.

On the coffee table in front of him sat several small bamboo baskets lined with oil-absorbing paper, filled with all his favorite foods.

Fried squid rings, crispy pork, fried mushrooms, and fried fish nuggets.

They were all freshly fried by Xia Muzhu in the kitchen.

The servant...

Oh.

No.

It was Xia Yueshan, who was sitting to the side holding his phone, in a standby state ready to await orders at any time.

In just this short while, Lin Yu had already bossed him around several times.

Including but not limited to fetching sweet drinks, getting tissues, grabbing a charger, and bringing toothpicks.

He was even easier to order around than a servant!

While Lin Yu was watching TV, Xia Muzhu slowly walked out of the kitchen again.

This time she held a plate of sliced fruit and placed it in front of Lin Yu.

"Here, this is the cantaloupe you wanted to eat," Xia Muzhu said softly.

Lin Yu had reached the absolute pinnacle of laziness at this point.

He was too lazy to even reach for the cut fruit placed right in front of him, and instead just tilted his neck and opened his mouth, looking like a child waiting to be fed.

Xia Muzhu was naturally the type to spoil a child.

Seeing Lin Yu open his mouth to be fed, her eyes softened with tenderness as she pierced a piece of sliced cantaloupe with a toothpick and fed it into Lin Yu's wide-open mouth.

Xia Yueshan, who was beside them, cast a sidelong glance at the two being so lovey-dovey.

His face was full of disgust.

Lin Yu leaned back on the sofa, chewing the crisp, cool, and sweet fruit in his mouth, while simultaneously giving Xia Yueshan a kick.

"Go get me a bottle of sweet drink."

Xia Yueshan got up and scampered off to do it, and Xia Muzhu returned to the kitchen.

Lin Yu rested his arms on the back of the sofa.

He was incredibly comfortable.

He couldn't help but feel that even an emperor's life was nothing more than this, right?