Chapter 371: Sleeping Four in a Bed, Keeping Promises p1
“Shuya?”
Lin Tianlu took off his outer robe, folded it, and placed it aside, chuckling softly: “I thought you had already gone to bed, I was even tiptoeing when I came in.”
“I-I couldn’t quite fall asleep.”
Hua Shuya fidgeted with the edge of her undergarment, her head lowered, and whispered: “I’ve been tossing and turning in bed for a while, it feels a bit… lonely being alone.”
The moonlight shone on her body, a flawless jade-like luster beneath the thin gauze, her delicate figure exuding a captivating and healthy beauty.
Lin Tianlu paused slightly, then suddenly slapped his forehead.
—He had been careless.
Although this wasn’t his first marriage, it was Shuya’s wedding night, and as the night deepened, she would naturally be thinking of her husband.
“Shuya, I—”
“There’s no need to rush, Master, I know Aunt’s been in a strange mood today.”
Hua Shuya quickly shook her head and said softly: “It’s filial of you to take care of and comfort Aunt Tan, Master, it’s commendable.
I’m still awake… I just wanted to wait for you to return.”
Lin Tianlu chuckled: “You’re truly considerate, Shuya, I’m not a very good husband.”
He looked around the room: “But where are Ruoyu and Yishi?”
Now that the wedding was over, there was no need for any reservations. He recalled them joking and chatting this afternoon, saying they would all sleep together tonight.
But the room was empty, only Shuya sitting on the edge of the bed.
“I’m not sure.”
Hua Shuya frowned slightly, puzzled: “The two sisters were chatting and laughing with me while we were bathing earlier, but they suddenly disappeared. Perhaps they returned to their own rooms?”
Lin Tianlu walked to the bed and smiled faintly: “Perhaps they deliberately left to give us some alone time.”
Hua Shuya blushed slightly, fidgeting with her fingers nervously, a hint of gratitude in her heart.
Lin Tianlu gently embraced her shoulders and whispered: “Are you feeling any better?”
“…Mm.”
Hua Shuya seemed to muster her courage, raising her flushed face, her eyes meeting his directly: “Tonight, I still want you to teach me those sword techniques, Master.”
“Sword techniques?”
Lin Tianlu was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled: “It’s too late to practice swordsmanship. But if you really want to practice, Shuya, I can accompany you to the courtyard—”
“That’s not what I meant.”
Hua Shuya’s face flushed even more, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a shy and innocent desire, and she whispered softly: “The… the sword techniques you ‘used’ on me last night, Master, I want to… practice them with you.”
“…”
Lin Tianlu was stunned.
So that was what she meant by “practicing swordsmanship?”
He couldn’t help but chuckle, gently patting her seemingly steaming head with affection.
“Did you… enjoy it, Shuya?”
“…Y-Yes.”
Hua Shuya leaned against him like a docile little animal, her head lowered shyly: “Those ‘sword strikes’ of yours, Master, felt like they pierced my soul, so thrilling and numbing, I’ll never forget them.
But… please be more gentle, Master, I’m… a bit fragile. If you use too many ‘swords,’ I’ll truly be… embarrassed.”
Lin Tianlu’s heart softened, and he bent down and kissed her forehead, whispering gently: “I’ll be more gentle tonight and make sure you enjoy it.”
“Mmm…”
Hua Shuya smiled sweetly, her lips pursed slightly.
But just as they were about to undress and get into bed, a strange noise suddenly came from inside the room.
Lin Tianlu and Hua Shuya were startled and quickly looked towards the wooden wardrobe.
Bang!
“—Wah?!”
With a cry of surprise, two entangled figures tumbled out of the wardrobe and fell to the floor.
“Eh… eh?” Hua Shuya blinked her beautiful eyes repeatedly, a bewildered look on her face.
Even Lin Tianlu was speechless.
Because the two figures sprawled on the floor were none other than Mao Ruoyu and Cheng Yishi.
They were both dressed in thin sleeping robes, their alluring figures faintly visible. And Cheng Yishi’s head was buried in Mao Ruoyu’s ample bosom. She quickly sat up, her face red, and hurriedly straightened her hair.
“…”
Then, the four of them looked at each other in silence.
Lin Tianlu, a strange expression on his face, broke the silence: “Ruoyu, Yishi, why were you two hiding in the wardrobe?”
“Ah… this…”
Mao Ruoyu sat up, her face filled with embarrassment.
Cheng Yishi took a deep breath and admitted frankly, as if there was no point in hiding anymore: “I heard Shuya mention ‘practicing swordsmanship,’ and I wanted to see. But I was worried that Shuya would be too shy and embarrassed, so I decided to hide in the wardrobe.”
Mao Ruoyu chuckled awkwardly: “I had the same thought, but I didn’t expect to be crammed in there with Yishi.”
Hua Shuya: “…”
The newlywed bride was stunned for a moment, then let out a silent scream of embarrassment, burying her face in the blanket.
Recalling how she had shyly asked Master to “practice swordsmanship” just now… she had no face left!
Lin Tianlu couldn’t help but laugh wryly. He walked over, helped them up from the ground, and dusted them off: “Don’t do such strange things next time.”
“It’s my fault.” Mao Ruoyu chuckled shyly: “I wanted to give Shuya and my husband some alone time, but I didn’t expect…”
“Husband.”
“Hmm?”
Lin Tianlu had just turned his head when Cheng Yishi stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply.
Mao Ruoyu quickly covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide.
Faint, suggestive sounds echoed as their lips parted, a silver thread of saliva lingering between them.
Cheng Yishi gasped softly, her face slightly flushed, and whispered: “Since we’ve already been discovered, husband, you might as well take all of us tonight. I’ve been a little jealous seeing you and Shuya being so affectionate these past few days.”
Lin Tianlu’s expression softened slightly, and he said with a hint of guilt: “I’ve indeed neglected you two for a while.”
“So, you have to compensate us tonight.” Cheng Yishi’s lips curved into a smile, her blood-red eyes filled with seductive desire: “If intimacy between a man and a woman is considered dual cultivation, then tonight, let’s have a ‘quadruple cultivation’ session. I also want to try those ‘sword techniques’ you used on Shuya, husband.”
This straightforward invitation stirred Lin Tianlu’s heart, and he glanced sideways to see Mao Ruoyu also approaching with a blush.
“However—”
“C-Come on.”
Hua Shuya suddenly poked her head out from behind the bed curtains, wrapped in a blanket, and whispered shyly: “It’s cold, let’s all get into bed and warm up.”
The three of them exchanged glances.
Then, with a mix of emotions, they quickly held hands and climbed into bed.
…
A while later, graceful figures could be seen moving rhythmically in the room, a faint and seductive fragrance lingering in the air.
Like a flowing spring, soft moans echoed, becoming more passionate and intense as they reached the peak of pleasure, like charging into battle or galloping on horseback, their blood boiling.
“…”
As midnight passed, a voluptuous figure silently entered the bedroom.
She gently brushed her moonlit hair, her gaze soft and gentle, looking at the intertwined bodies on the bed, a warm and harmonious scene, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
“Adorable girls.”
Looking at Hua Shuya nestled in Mao Ruoyu and Lin Tianlu’s arms, she chuckled softly, waving her sleeve. A cool Yin energy flowed from her fingertips, gently caressing the three women’s bodies, soothing their soreness.
Yun Yue sat gracefully on the edge of the bed, her fluffy fox tails suddenly appearing and spreading out from her full hips, transforming into a soft and light blanket, carefully wrapping around them, as if they were truly floating in the clouds.
“That’s better…”
The fox woman closed her eyes, leaned against the bedpost, and slowly drifted off to sleep with a gentle smile.
“Finally, a happy family reunion. From now on… we can be together forever.”
This journey of finding family and love had finally come to an end.
No more parting or sorrow, this was the life she had always longed for.
“…”
Just then, a large hand emerged from the fluffy fox tails, wrapping around the fox woman’s slender waist and lifting her from the bed, pulling her into his arms.
Nestled in the soft embrace of the fox tails, Yun Yue looked at Lin Tianlu, their eyes meeting, and she couldn’t help but chuckle softly: “You’re still awake, Tianlu?”
“After last night’s incident, I don’t dare to sleep too soundly.”
Lin Tianlu gently embraced the fox woman’s waist and hips, their bodies pressed close together: “I just woke up and saw you sitting alone by the bed, Yue’er, how could I sleep?”
“…But I’ve found a good place to rest now, Yue’er has.”
Yun Yue leaned against him lazily and seductively with a smile, resting her head on his shoulder.
She nuzzled against him affectionately and whispered softly: “Go to sleep. Tomorrow, you can take Shuya back to the Hua Mansion to visit her family and say goodbye. Then we’ll leave Qingcheng together.”
“Alright.”
Gently embracing the fox woman in his arms, Lin Tianlu quickly felt a warm and sweet drowsiness, closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep again.
…
The next morning, at the gate of the Hua Mansion.
Several days had passed since the Qingyang Grand Ceremony, and the hustle and bustle in Qingcheng had subsided, returning to its usual peace.
The impending storm that had once loomed over Qingcheng had dissipated as if it had never existed. The rumors about Prince Zhengyang’s rebellion had also vanished.
But besides that, many people were also whispering about the impressive abilities of “Lin Tianlu.”
For example—
“I saw it with my own eyes! That Lin Tianlu kicked the assassin dozens of feet away, and he landed on the spears of the guards outside, impaling himself!”
“Lin Tianlu let out a roar like a lion or a dragon, and that martial arts expert who challenged him vomited blood, almost demolishing a restaurant!”
“I heard he’s incredibly handsome and romantic, the most attractive man in the world?”
“For the old Prince to value him so highly, even giving him his precious granddaughter, he must be truly extraordinary!”
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