Sky Curtain: With a vermilion mirror, Jing travels through the modern world, shaking all dynasties.

Jiang Chuan coughed awkwardly and quickly protested, "I wasn't thinking anything! Don't make false accusations!"

He quickly adopted a righteous and indignant expression, and said in a deep voice, "Besides, by our standards here, Jingjing is a minor! Anyone who dares to make a move on her is practically asking for death!"

Lin Xiaoyu snorted and then stopped, walking to the sofa and sitting down next to the little princess.

"Jingjing, have you never had a massage before?"

She looked on with suspicion. Logically speaking, someone with massage experience shouldn't make that kind of sound!

But who is Zhu Jingjing? She is Princess Lin'an of the Ming Dynasty! It's perfectly normal for her to have her maids massage her when she's tired. How could she have never experienced it before?

While enjoying the massage, Zhu Jingjing gently shook her head: "At most, I'll have someone rub my shoulders, but I've never had a formal massage like this before."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan sat down next to Lin Xiaoyu and explained, "Xiaoyu, Old Zhu hated vagrants more than anything in his life, and he even stipulated that wild vegetables and coarse grains must be included in the imperial meals. I suppose he also had rules about things like massages, which are considered enjoyable?"

"Brother, how do you know everything!" Zhu Jingjing's pretty face flushed slightly as her body gradually got used to the intensity of the massage device. "Father said that massage only makes people lazy and tired. Although he didn't strictly forbid it, he would scold me if he caught me doing it."

Lin Xiaoyu pouted, "Old Zhu is really extreme! Massage can clearly relieve fatigue and has all sorts of other benefits, so why does he deny them all at once?"

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was ashen, and Lin Xiaoyu's words in the sky were jarring.

"Birds of a feather flock together!" Zhu Yuanzhang glared angrily at the two figures in the sky. "The people around that scoundrel Jiang Chuan are no better!"

Upon hearing this, Empress Ma rose and walked behind him, gently placing her hands on his slightly stiff shoulders.

"Chongba, I think that girl has a point." She applied a little pressure and gently massaged his shoulders. "Why don't I give you a massage myself, so you can see what's so special about this massage?"

modern.

The massager stopped, and Zhu Jingjing stood in front of the mirror, examining the red marks left on her once fair neck. "Brother, that massager was really strong; it made all of Jingjing's neck red!"

Jiang Chuan walked over and gently rubbed her sore skin: "It's okay, it'll go down in a bit. But this kind of massage device is just the most basic one, would you like to try a massage chair?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jingjing immediately became interested: "A massage chair? Brother, that chair, does it automatically massage when you sit on it?"

Jiang Chuan gently patted her head and asked softly, "Interested? Shall we go out now and take you to experience it?"

"Of course!" Zhu Jingjing waved her hands excitedly. "I'll go change right away, brother and sister Xiaoyu, hurry up too!"

Jiang Chuan smiled wryly. This little princess was really energetic and excited every time she heard that she was going out!

"Jiang Chuan, first it's the massage device, then the massage chair." Lin Xiaoyu stared intently at him, her brows furrowed with displeasure. "So, in the end, are we going to go to a massage parlor to experience the feeling of a real massage?"

Jiang Chuan was taken aback; he really hadn't thought of that.

However, her suggestion wasn't bad, since when it comes to massage, no machine can compare to an experienced person!

"Xiaoyu, do you know which restaurant nearby...?"

Before Jiang Chuan could finish speaking, he noticed Lin Xiaoyu's murderous gaze and quickly swallowed the rest of his words.

"So, do you want to find a gentle and beautiful woman to give you a good massage?" Lin Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, wishing she could pounce on Jiang Chuan and bite his throat.

"I'm innocent! When did I say I was going to press it?" Jiang Chuan quickly protested. "Besides, there's a beautiful and gentle woman right in front of me. Why would I need to spend money to find one outside?"

Lin Xiaoyu's pretty face flushed bright red instantly.

After a while, she came to her senses and gently punched Jiang Chuan's arm. "What nonsense are you talking about! I wouldn't give you a massage even if you paid me, and you think you can work for me for free? Dream on!"

Jiang Chuan chuckled, grabbed his coat from the sofa and draped it over his shoulders. "Xiaoyu, you should go change too, don't keep Jingjing waiting!"

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang enjoyed Empress Ma's massage, and a look of comfort unconsciously appeared on his face.

"Chongba, are you comfortable?" Empress Ma asked softly, her lips lightly brushing against his ear.

Zhu Yuanzhang paused slightly, then nodded gently: "Indeed, it's quite good! This massage really does relieve fatigue. It seems I should change my mind."

Empress Ma covered her mouth and chuckled: "Chongba, your thoughts have changed quite a bit since that heaven descended to earth."

A massage chair in a modern shopping mall.

Zhu Jingjing pointed to the very high-end-looking chair in front of her and asked excitedly, "Brother, will it give Jingjing a massage if I sit on it?"

Jiang Chuan nodded slightly, took out his phone and scanned the QR code: "Instead of asking me, why don't you sit on it and try it out?"

Zhu Jingjing nodded quickly and plopped down on the massage chair.

As soon as she sat down, she felt the back of the chair begin to slowly undulate, followed by waves of comfort that washed over her, causing her to close her eyes involuntarily.

"Xiaoyu, why don't you give it a try?" Jiang Chuan turned to look at Lin Xiaoyu beside him. "You've worked hard preparing the three ways of lobster. Why don't you get a massage to relax?"

Lin Xiaoyu waved her hands repeatedly: "Forget it, I'm destined to suffer. I can't enjoy massages, I only feel pain."

Jiang Chuan pursed his lips and stopped trying to persuade her. He then sat down on another massage chair and began to enjoy himself.

"Brother, this chair is much more comfortable than Father's dragon throne!"

The little princess suddenly said something surprising!

Jiang Chuan was startled and quickly looked around. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was paying attention.

"Jingjing, next time you talk about your Ming Dynasty, be mindful of the occasion!" he reprimanded sternly. "Don't say anything that might be overheard!"

Zhu Jingjing pouted and nodded with a wronged expression.

"Jiang Chuan, don't be so sensitive!" Lin Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at him reproachfully. "Even if you had Jingjing standing in the street with a megaphone shouting about time travel, no one would believe it!"

Jiang Chuan was taken aback; that made sense.

He wouldn't have believed it if Zhu Jingjing hadn't appeared out of nowhere in his bed!

"Xiaoyu, why do you believe it?" Jiang Chuan was puzzled. He had seen it with his own eyes, but Lin Xiaoyu hadn't.

"Because..." Lin Xiaoyu glanced at him, her pretty face slightly flushed, "You said it."

Jiang Chuan quickly coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment.

"Jingjing, you just said the massage chair is more comfortable than your father's dragon throne." Jiang Chuan quickly changed the subject, asking Zhu Jingjing, "Could it be that you've sat on your father's dragon throne?"