As night fell, the Pei Mansion sank into a rare silence, broken only by the incessant chirping of insects.
"Darling," Pei Shaoqing called out.
Dressed only in a chemise and underpants, her beautiful hair unbound, Xie Qingwu was bent over preparing the bed. Without turning, she replied, "What is it, Husband?"
"I'm going out. You can go to sleep; I won't be back tonight," Pei Shaoqing said calmly.
Xie Qingwu asked casually, "What for?"
"Yep," Pei Shaoqing answered frankly.
Xie Qingwu froze for a moment before the meaning of his response dawned on her. She stopped her work, turned to face him, and frowned. "You're going to sleep with Zhao Zilan tonight?"
"What can I do? My dear wife won't have me, so I have to find someone else." Pei Shaoqing couldn't resist pushing her buttons.
Xie Qingwu scoffed. "Don't you think you should at least give her a proper title first? Taking a concubine isn't complicated. If you find it too troublesome, I can arrange it for you."
