Zhu Yu: the Young Marquis Is Reborn, and He Starts His Wedding Night Right Away

"Changyu, are you stupid?" "Where else are you going to find such a handsome husband?" "All right, Auntie washed your quilt. In winter, a cotton quilt takes three or five days to dry. Hurry along!" Fan Changyu froze for a moment, then finally made up her mind. Since they were already married, sharing a bed with her own husband was only right and proper! But... they'd agreed to marry for the house deed... The old wooden stairs creaked as Fan Changyu finally made it to the second floor. She hesitated outside the bedroom door. If nothing else worked, she could just make it a done deal. He was injured anyway, so he couldn't fight back! She pushed the door open slightly, only to see that the person who should have been lying...