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Shangguan Ruixi woke up the next day at noon.

Last night, they had squeezed out his remaining strength, and it was already dawn when he fell asleep, arm in arm with Du Yijin, who was extremely tired.

Thinking about the madness from last night, Shangguan Ruixi carefully sat up, and cast a glance at Du Yijin next to him. He had indeed left her covered in bruises, some areas were even severely red and swollen.

Shangguan Ruixi gently got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and applied a balm to her from a box in the cupboard.

Du Yijin was awakened by the chilly sensation on her skin. She lifted her heavy eyelids to look at Shangguan Ruixi, and the memories of last night flooded her mind like a tide.

She was so scared that she subconsciously tightened her grip on the quilt, drawing it closer to her. Was this what their wedding night was supposed to be like? It was terrifying.