Chapter 58: Her Willing Embrace

"Xiaobai!"

At that moment, the entire bathtub was filled with pitch-black water, as if someone had spilled ink. A foul stench permeated the air.

Lu Yuebai passed out again, utterly unconscious. Shen Chutang hurried forward, took his pulse, and a look of delight appeared on her face. "It's done!"

The Marrow Cleansing Pill had expelled all the decayed filth from his body, and Shen Chutang finally felt a sense of relief.

Lu Beiqin immediately helped Lu Yuebai wash away the grime and brought him back to his room to rest.

Old Master Lu had not slept well all night; hearing his grandson's cries had nearly stopped his heart. But seeing the smile on Shen Chutang's face, he knew everything had succeeded.

"Grandpa, don't worry. It's all settled," she said.

Old Master Lu nodded quickly. "Uncle Zhang, take them downstairs to rest. None of them slept last night; they must be exhausted."

Uncle Zhang was also delighted and led them to the guest room at once.

Inside, Shen Chutang noticed there was only one bed.

Of course, how could Grandpa and the others have imagined that the newlywed couple had not actually shared a bed yet?

Lu Beiqin spoke immediately, "You take the bed. I'll sleep on the sofa."

Shen Chutang wasn't bothered. "It's fine. Are you afraid I'll eat you or something?"

Lu Beiqin was silent.

Shen Chutang went to shower first, only to realize afterward that she hadn't brought any change of clothes.

She quietly opened the bathroom door just a crack. "Lu Beiqin, I—I didn't bring any clothes."

She hadn't expected the marrow cleansing to take so long, so she hadn't prepared any fresh clothes.

Lu Beiqin paused for a moment, opened the wardrobe, which held only his own clothes. He grabbed a high-end shirt and handed it in. "I'll have Uncle Zhang buy some women's clothes later. For now, just use this as pajamas."

There was no other solution. Shen Chutang emerged from her bath, towel-drying her long hair. "I'm done. Your turn."

Lu Beiqin looked up at Shen Chutang, his body tensing involuntarily.

His shirt was far too large on her, as if a child were secretly wearing an adult's clothes.

The collar was open, and as she dried her hair, one delicate shoulder appeared; the hem barely covered her hips, leaving her long, slender legs exposed.

With every step she took, it felt as if she were treading on his heart, yet Shen Chutang seemed oblivious.

The man's gaze darkened. He grabbed his change of clothes and entered the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and took a brisk shower, letting the rising heat dissipate.

When he came out, Shen Chutang had already dried her hair and was lying in bed, patting the space beside her. "Come sleep. We've been up all night."

She yawned, exhaustion overwhelming her, as if she would fall asleep any second.

Lu Beiqin lifted the quilt and lay down. If even a woman didn't mind, he certainly wouldn't.

Yet, in his entire life, he'd never shared a bed with anyone, let alone a woman.

Looking at the girl’s serene, clean sleeping face beside him, Lu Beiqin finally closed his eyes.

When he woke again, the sky was already dark.

Lu Beiqin opened his eyes and quickly sensed something amiss.

At some point, Shen Chutang had rolled into his arms, her pale arms wrapped around his chest, one leg even draped across him.

He looked down. The girl in his arms was still sound asleep, showing no sign of waking.

Lu Beiqin gently moved her hand aside, reached for her leg—and found a patch of silky smooth skin.

She hadn't worn any pants last night!

Lu Beiqin closed his eyes, steadied his breath, and quietly shifted her ankle.

"Mmm, Lingyou, stop moving me," Shen Chutang murmured, not fully awake, turning over and continuing to sleep.

"Lingyou."

Lu Beiqin's expression darkened. What was the relationship between this man and Shen Chutang, for her to call his name so unconsciously?

For reasons he couldn't explain, Lu Beiqin felt a twinge of irritation.

"Shen Chutang, who is Lingyou?"

Of course, Shen Chutang didn't answer, even swatting irritably at her ear. "Don't make noise."

Lu Beiqin pinched her cheek. "Sleeping with me, yet calling another man's name—Shen Chutang, you have some nerve. We've registered our marriage, and you're already seeing another man!"

With her cheeks squished, her lips pouted adorably, making her look soft and endearing.

She frowned, and just as she seemed about to wake, Lu Beiqin released her.

He got up first and dressed. When Shen Chutang woke, she saw him with his broad shoulders and narrow waist exposed, casually slipping on a shirt with a careless yet seductive grace.

Shen Chutang rubbed her eyes and sat up. The fine shirt was now wrinkled and loose on her, the collar gaping to reveal her fair skin.