The Sickly Husband's Rules for Spoiling His Wife

Sima Qian leisurely read his book. “Reporting to Your Highness, the Madam tells everyone she can bring the dead back to life!” a guard rushed in. “It's nothing,” he replied calmly, turning a page. “Reporting to Your Highness,” another guard came running in just then. “The Madam... she tells everyone she can cure infertility, like the Child-Giving Guanyin herself.” “It's nothing!” “Rep... Your Highness,” yet another guard stumbled into the room. “The Madam tells everyone that in bed, she and Your Highness...” “Where is she?” Sima Qian tossed aside his book and shot out of the room like a gust of wind. “It's a massage... Your Highness, a massage...”