Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 139 - 140: Camellia Wedding Dress

His lower abdomen was agitated, and he held her petite hips with one hand, pressing her against the edge of the bathtub.

Moonlight danced on the water surface, surrounded by the fragrance of flowers. In the misty steam, her white and tender body was forced to be pressed against him, her slightly rising chest and wet eyes resembling an innocent fawn cornered by a hunter.

He couldn’t resist lowering his head to kiss her.

Her soft lips exuded the fragrance of flowers, sweet and enchanting as always.

Her soft little hand weakly pushed against his chest: "Lu Shifeng..."

He kissed her again, spreading her legs wider, and effortlessly entered her aided by the flow of water.

The electrifying sensation made her tremble, and she tried futilely to push him away, but he easily grasped her hand. He pushed into her deeply, making her uncontrollably emit fragmented sounds, her head forced to tilt back under his dominant thrusts, her dark hair half scattered and swirling chaotically on the water’s surface under the glittering moonlight.

"Xingyu..." His voice was hoarse, murmuring her name, "You’re such a temptress..."

She didn’t know if she was a temptress, only that this man was a beast, a devil. She didn’t know how long he tormented her in the bathtub that night, and the next morning, her waist hurt like it was going to snap.

Outside the window, the sunlight was bright, already up high in the sky.

And Lu Shifeng was already gone from the bedroom.

In the past half year of marriage, Su Xingyu had long gotten used to the fact that after every night of passion, he would go to work energetically, while she would be moaning and groaning, unable to get out of bed for half a day. She didn’t know how this beast had such good stamina, it was truly... overwhelmingly annoying!

Su Xingyu supported her sore waist, slowly crawled out of bed, and washed up.

Opening the bedroom door, she saw the maid Yan Ruoxi waiting outside, who quickly bowed when she saw her: "Good day, young madam. Madam has sent someone this morning to say that when you wake up, you should go to Rong’an Hall to keep her company."

"This morning?!" Su Xingyu glanced at the wall clock; it was already 12 noon!

Yan Ruoxi kept her head down: "Yes, I wanted to wake you, but Mrs. Zhen, sent by the old madam, said that the old madam instructed not to disturb you if you were still asleep, that you should go to her whenever you woke up."

Su Xingyu’s face turned red immediately. This was the old mansion, not the small home she shared with Lu Shifeng. Being a new bride entering the house, there were bound to be many watching her. Having slept till this hour, the whole Lu Family had probably heard! As for the reason for waking late... she didn’t believe those gossipy Lu Family members would think any pure thoughts!

Recalling last night’s absurdity, she felt utterly embarrassed to face anyone.

Yet Yan Ruoxi still asked, "Young madam, will you have lunch before going over, or will you go now?"

"I’ll go now!" Su Xingyu said without thinking. Sleeping until this time was embarrassing enough; if she took another half-hour or an hour for lunch, wouldn’t it seem like she got up even later?

She changed her clothes and put on light makeup as quickly as she could, and hurried over to the old madam’s residence.

The old madam was embroidering a floral pattern under a rack of wisteria flowers. The silk on the embroidery rack reflected beautiful colors under the sun, and the colorful silk threads spread like rivers across the ground. As for the old madam, dressed in a plain long gown, her posture as she threaded the needle was elegant and serene, a true image of a classical lady.

Su Xingyu stood at the gateway, a little stunned by the sight. No wonder her grandfather was so fond of her; she really was beautiful.

The old madam finished embroidering a branch at her own pace before looking up at her: "Xingyu is here? Come and sit."

Mrs. Zhen, attending at her side, bent down to make room for Su Xingyu on a stool.

Su Xingyu went over and sat, obediently greeting, "Hello, Grandma."

"Hello." The old madam held a silk thread, the corners of her wrinkled eyes carrying a smile, "Awake? Did you sleep well last night?"

Su Xingyu’s face flushed again, and she stammered a few words: "I, I slept well. I didn’t know you sent for me this morning; it’s my fault for coming late."

The old madam looked at her kindly and smiled, "An old lady like me is often bored, whether you come early or late doesn’t matter. As long as you get along well with Shifeng, I can rest assured."

Su Xingyu blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at her.

Mrs. Zhen teased from the side, "Old madam, young madam just entered the house, she’s thin-skinned, and you keep talking about such things." Having served beside the old madam for a long time, she was more of an old friend than a servant, speaking without restraint.

The old madam laughed again and changed the subject: "That’s my fault then. Xingyu, have you had lunch yet?"

Su Xingyu hurriedly said, "Yes, I’ve eaten."

How could she dare say she hadn’t eaten! Sleeping this late was embarrassing enough, boohoo...

It’s all Lu Shifeng’s fault! Even in the old mansion, he doesn’t restrain himself! Even if he doesn’t care, she does! 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

She cried bitterly in her heart, poking a little straw figure of Lu Shifeng fiercely, when she heard the old madam say again, "Do you think you look like you’ve eaten? Don’t fool this old lady, let me tell you, I have sharp eyes." Then she turned to Mrs. Zhen, "Go, bring a bowl of the snow fungus and bird’s nest soup we stewed at noon for Xingyu."

Su Xingyu was in tears again, embarrassingly saying, "Thank you, Grandma."

In a short while, the bird’s nest soup was brought out. Su Xingyu ate it slowly with a spoon, watching the old madam continue her embroidery. While embroidering, the old madam asked her, "Is Shifeng treating you well?"

"Yes, he is." She answered promptly.

The old madam said, "Really? If he doesn’t treat you well, you can tell Grandma, and I’ll back you up."

Su Xingyu was moved, but even with any grievances against Lu Shifeng, she dared not truly complain. Considering his domineering nature, she didn’t know if he’d heed anyone’s words, and if she angered him, what if he retaliated against her?

He was such a bully!

The old madam glanced at her: "I know Shifeng’s character, he’s someone who doesn’t know how to be tender, with both a foul temper and a stubborn nature."

Su Xingyu nodded frantically in her heart, almost wanting to leap forward and shout, Grandma, you’re a true kindred spirit! But she didn’t dare, and could only softly say, "It’s... it’s okay..." What’s okay!

The old madam looked at her closely for a moment, then shook her head: "Never mind, marrying into this family is your fate. Women have to resign themselves to fate."

Hearing her slightly somber tone, Su Xingyu couldn’t help but recall the tea plantation fire many years ago that led her to miss a person she loved dearly. Perhaps the old madam too had harbored regrets for a lifetime?

Su Xingyu felt that, since she was there to keep the old madam company, she shouldn’t bring up heavy topics that would sadden her. Smiling softly, she shifted the conversation, pointing at the half-embroidered silk on the frame, asking the old madam, "What are you embroidering, Grandma?"

"A wedding dress," the old madam guided a red silk thread through a blooming camellia, saying, "for you."