Wang Miaoling looked shy. If it were dark, she might have given in to Lü Tu. After all, she was already Lü Tu's woman and wouldn't have cared about this or that.

But right now, three of his older sisters are watching him intently. If it were just taking a bath in front of them, it wouldn't be a problem.

But if Wang Miaoling were to do something embarrassing with Lü Tu in front of her three older sisters, she would be utterly humiliated.

Seeing that she was still so conservative, even somewhat cute, Lu Tu was tempted to tease her and kept pouring water over her from the bathtub, getting her all over.

The scalding bath water, irritating the exposed skin, instantly aroused large patches of goosebumps.

But this enchanting pleasure unknowingly gave Wang Miaoling an unprecedented thrill. Even she herself didn't know that for a long time to come, she would become very fond of this feeling, even to the point of being unable to extricate herself from it.

Wang Miaoling let out a soft moan, her voice sweet and alluring: "Husband, you're so naughty, stop teasing me, it's so embarrassing."

Ignoring the fact that she was still covered in water droplets, she rushed into Lü Tu's arms. After being embraced by the warm and soft body, Lü Tu felt a burning and restless sensation rising in his lower abdomen.

Who in their right mind could escape unscathed in such a situation? You say you could? I don't believe it.

What's more, there were three women not far away, staring at him with expectant eyes, like a silent cheerleading squad, constantly urging Lü Tu to continue with their gazes.

She was his wife, it was only natural, so Lu Tu had no hesitation at all.

In less than a minute, he removed all his armor, then swept Wang Miaoling up in his arms and kissed her.

This wet kiss was particularly long. Lü Tu used his eloquent tongue, honed over many months, and in just a moment, he made Wang Miaoling feel numb and weak all over, leaving her completely at Lü Tu's mercy.

As Lü Tu placed Wang Miaoling on the bedding, Wang Miaoling bit Lü Tu's earlobe and whispered, "Husband, please contact Miaoling."

Lu Tu nodded: "I love you, my wife. I will not only love you, but I will also cherish you."

Two blushes of happiness appeared on Wang Miaoling's face, making her look like a stunning beauty under the light, in no way inferior to Song Yuxi and the other two.

In an instant, the entire room was filled with a joyful atmosphere, the enchanting ambiance like soap bubbles dancing in a bathtub, accompanied by soft, lingering music that seemed to linger for a long time.

Lu Tu certainly wouldn't favor one over the other, and besides, Wang Miaoling was inexperienced in such matters and couldn't withstand the pressure, so soon the baton was passed to Jiang Wanyu.

For Jiang Wanyu, Lü Tu didn't actually like her much. However, after two days of brief contact, Lü Tu discovered that men's feelings for women are actually very subtle and straightforward.

There's no need to cultivate so much affection. As long as the other person is beautiful, outstanding, and gentle enough, Lu Tu, as a man, has absolutely no psychological burden. After all, feelings can be cultivated slowly.

This is the perfect opportunity to cultivate feelings for each other. As the two of them sing and dance in harmony, Jiang Wanyu's feelings for Lü Tu also grow stronger.

It is undeniable that she married Lü Tu to save her own life, but as she got to know him better, she discovered countless admirable qualities in him.

In particular, many of his shining qualities are rare among men of his age in this era, and it can even be asserted that they are extremely rare qualities among men of all ages.

In this era, if a woman is considered to have a perfect match if she marries a man who satisfies her even slightly, then Jiang Wanyu's current affection for Lü Tu is almost perfect. After all, she has never seen such an outstanding man besides Lü Tu, including those in the novels she used to enjoy reading.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

During those two hours, Song Yuxi and Nangong Huiyu were extremely uncomfortable, unsure whether to look or not.

The main reason was that their pregnant bellies were already quite large, and the more they got to this point, the more the pregnancy hormones produced in their bodies made them crave Lu Tu's pity.

So when Lü Tu saw two pairs of eyes glowing green in the darkness, he understood.

Even though he knew it was inappropriate to do this, he had no choice; after all, he was a man who was extremely considerate to his wife.

That night, the five of them stayed up until the third watch of the night before finally falling asleep, exhausted. Fortunately, Song Yuxi possessed a unique family secret technique that could help Lü Tu relieve his fatigue; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to hold on.

The next morning, Lu Tu looked at his four wives sleeping soundly and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips. This feeling was just too good!

He went out refreshed and started exercising. As usual, he practiced the Black Dragon Eighteen Forms, and then practiced the Song family's unique stance training. He was drenched in sweat and thoroughly enjoyed it.

With soap at hand, Lü Tu took a shower after breakfast and headed towards the training ground feeling refreshed.

This morning was the time to distribute soap, so he went over to keep an eye on it, lest Xiao Zhong fail to explain the wonderful uses of soap and cause the villagers to not take it seriously. You know, if this stuff were transported to Longcheng, it could easily sell for 1 tael of silver or 1 yuan, but here it would be worth several hundred taels, enough to buy several thousand kilograms of grain.

Looking across the entire world, who else but Lü Tu would urge the people under his jurisdiction to take baths?

"My lord..." Villagers along the way kept greeting Lü Tu.

"Lord Lü, you look so good today. Did something good happen?"

"Of course! Lord Lü has married two more beautiful wives; it's truly the envy of everyone!"

Lu Tu nodded: "Work hard, and when you come of age, I'll give you wives too!"

Upon hearing this, the villagers instantly beamed with joy, knowing that Lu Tu was always a man of his word and that what he said always meant true.

As he passed by Hu Delu's house, Lü Tu suddenly saw a strangely shaped weapon. He went up to it and asked curiously, "Old Hu, why did you make this halberd? Who uses it?"

Hu Delu chuckled, hoisted the halberd onto his shoulder, and handed it to Lü Tu: "Tell me, in the entire Wuchuan region, besides you, sir, who else is worthy of wielding the halberd?"

Zhang Tao, Hu Delu's beloved disciple, chuckled and said, "Master is right. Throughout history, only true warriors are qualified to use a weapon like the halberd. In our opinion, Lord Lü is the number one warrior in the world today!"

To be honest, who doesn't like to hear praise? Even Lü Tu was no exception. He took the halberd, wielded it with his spear technique, and made a series of whistling sounds as it cut through the air, exuding an incomparably domineering aura.

He then pulled out a wad of silver from his pocket and stuffed it into Hu Delu and Zhang Tao's hands: "Good heavens, this halberd is really damn awesome!"