Hearing Lu Yuan’s words, Su Liyan asked, "Honey, where are you going?"

Su Liyan sat on Lu Yuan’s lap, refusing to get up. She didn’t want him to go out.

Lu Yuan said, "I... I was thinking of going out for a stroll."

Su Liyan glanced at the large heated bed behind them and said coquettishly, "Honey, it’s our first night here. If you’re not around, I won’t be able to get used to sleeping on such a big bed."

This was Lu Yuan’s first time in Dongchang City. He recalled how desolate it had looked during the day and thought about what everyone had been saying.

’If there’s really a Xingzi in this city, then I’ve seen it all.’

’What kind of Xingzi could possibly run wild in a major county town teeming with officials?’

Lu Yuan wanted to use the cover of night to wander around and see if he might run into this Xingzi.

Su Liyan lightly pinched the bridge of Lu Yuan’s nose. She pressed close to his ear, her warm breath tickling his skin as she whispered, "Honey, are you thinking about that Fox Spirit tonight instead of me?"

Su Liyan could guess what her husband was thinking.

They had just arrived in Dongchang City and had no close relations here.

’A grown man going out for a stroll late at night is most likely headed for the red-light district.’

But Su Liyan knew her husband better than anyone.

Lu Yuan wasn’t the type of man to indulge in such places.

’He must be thinking about what happened during the day.’

’That Xingzi that bit the last Prefect to death must be that seductive woman from earlier. Calling her a Fox Spirit wouldn’t be an exaggeration at all.’

Lu Yuan explained, "Darling, what are you talking about? I... I’m not going to a place like that. I’m a man, and I have principles."

’I’m very clear-headed about this,’ he thought. ’I have my wife and two other women at home; there’s absolutely no need to go looking for trouble, is there?’

’What if I catch something nasty? It wouldn’t be worth the risk.’

"Honey, I know what you want to do. Please don’t go tonight. I’m in a new bed all by myself, and I won’t be able to sleep peacefully."

Su Liyan didn’t want to let him go. Sleeping on this large bed, she would inevitably feel lonely if he wasn’t by her side.

Hearing his wife’s words, Lu Yuan had to agree it wasn’t right for him to go out on their very first night here.

Seeing that her husband still hadn’t relented, Su Liyan decided to add more fuel to the fire. "My dearest honey~" she purred, "I’ll put on that pink outfit for you. Please don’t go~"

Su Liyan deliberately put on a cloyingly sweet and delicate act.

She even wiggled her hips from time to time, grinding against Lu Yuan’s body.

Seeing his wife go to such lengths, Lu Yuan felt he really couldn’t insist on going out anymore.

Lu Yuan patted his wife’s slender back. "It’s a rare treat to have you willing to wear the outfit I picked for you tonight," he said. "In that case, I’ll go out and try my luck tomorrow night instead."

Su Liyan’s expression turned serious again. "Honey, I’m going out with you tomorrow night."

"Why would you follow me? That Xingzi is interested in men, not a beautiful woman like you," Lu Yuan refused instinctively.

Su Liyan said, "Never mind that! You’ll find out tomorrow. Now, are you going to watch tonight’s special performance or not?"

’The more he tells me not to go, the more I have to,’ she thought.

She couldn’t rest easy letting him face such a dangerous situation alone.

A Xingzi that could kill a Fourth Grade Prefect was definitely no ordinary wild creature.

Su Liyan changed the subject. They could talk about tomorrow night’s plans tomorrow.

Hearing his wife’s words, Lu Yuan nodded vigorously, genuinely showing his eagerness to watch.

Seeing how eager he was, Su Liyan got up and went to their luggage to find the outfit that had cost five taels of silver.

Lu Yuan took off his shoes, climbed onto the large heated bed, and sat cross-legged with his hands resting on his shins.

He looked just like a proper spectator.

After Su Liyan took out the outfit, she began to change right in front of him.

Su Liyan wasn’t shy about changing in front of her husband.

Lu Yuan’s eyes were fixed on his wife’s graceful figure and her slender, serpentine waist.

Once she had changed, Su Liyan struck a seductive pose and asked, "Honey~? What do you think? Does it fit well?"

Lu Yuan’s eyes went wide, afraid of missing a single detail. He wiped a bit of drool from the corner of his mouth with his right hand.

It had nearly dripped onto the large bed.

Lu Yuan nodded vigorously like a man possessed, holding nothing back as he wildly praised his wife, showering her with all the validation she could want.

Flustered by his praise, Su Liyan fiddled with the hem of the outfit. "Is it really that nice?" she asked. "It just feels a little... drafty."

People in this era were still very conservative in their dress, unlike in modern times.

In a modern metropolis, people dressed revealingly even in winter, to say nothing of summer.

In all his time since transmigrating, this was the first time Lu Yuan had managed to find a relatively modern piece of clothing.

On a normal day, Su Liyan would only wear long dresses at most; she wouldn’t even wear a slightly shorter skirt.

Lu Yuan often told her she was wasting a perfectly good pair of long, fair legs.

Song Meiqin’s style, by contrast, was much bolder. She tailored many of her own daring, sophisticated outfits herself.

Lu Yuan said on the spur of the moment, "Darling, why don’t you dance for me?"

Su Liyan granted Lu Yuan’s every wish, doting on her husband completely.

Su Liyan had never been professionally trained in dance, but she was blessed with a wonderfully supple body.

Her body was naturally suited for dancing; backbends and splits were child’s play for her.

Su Liyan had seen song and dance performances with Lu Yuan before, and relying on her remarkable memory, she began to move, imitating the steps convincingly.

Lu Yuan even took out a radio and specially chose a suitable song.

The radio began to play: "On your tiptoes, lift your skirt’s hem, let my hand rest gently on your shoulder. With fluttering steps and shallow breaths, how sweet is love’s waltz..."