After dinner, Xue Ning took a bath and, after drying off, dabbed a few drops of rosewater on her skin to give her body an enticing, silky sheen. She then slipped into a red silk robe, climbed under a thin quilt, and arranged her long legs in a suggestive, intertwined manner.0

In the moonlight, her white skin took on a soft pink glow of shyness and anticipation. Her full breasts rose and fell in rhythm with her quickened breathing, and her heart fluttered with excitement as thoughts of the coming moments sent tingles through her. Her fingers clutched the quilt nervously, much like during the nervous anticipation of her first marriage.0

She was about to be with a man once more—a capable, young man who, if all went well, might even father her a child. The mere thought set her heart racing wildly.0

Outside, Yan Yu guided Li Yuan to the door, then linked her arm with his and whispered teasingly, “You know, Big Sis and I aren’t the same kind of woman. So put a little more energy into it tonight. From now on, don’t go sneaking glances at other women again either!”0

Li Yuan, exasperated, replied, “Since when have I ever done that?”0

Yan Yu ignored his protest and laughed, “Don’t be so self-absorbed. You’ve got to make her happy too.”...0