In the past, a professional caretaker would come to wipe and wash Lu Beichuans body. However, after Ye Zhen married into the Lu family, they repeatedly told her that only she could have intimate skin contact with Lu Beichuans body.

What year did they think they were in? Why did they still observe so many rotten ideas from the feudal era?

Under the butlers attentive eyes, Ye Zhen truly didnt have any leeway for laziness. She was extremely careful and conscientious as she wiped Lu Beichuans body. She cleaned his body like she was cleaning a piece of art. When she first came here, her entire face would flush, and she had no idea what to do. But now, she remained calm, and her expression didnt even change when she did this task. It was all thanks to her hard work in looking at so many naked Greek statues. Moreover, Lu Beichuans body wasnt any worse than those statues.

Ye Zhen turned around, washed the towel in the warm water, and wrung it mostly dry. Then, she softly wiped Lu Beichuans cheek. The silhouette of his facial features was distinct and deep. This mans appearance was simply flawlessly handsome. She just didnt know what his eyes would like once he opened them. Would it look the eyes in last nights dream? Brooding and deeply cold.

Using the towel, she cleaned Lu Beichuans ear. When she gently pinched his earlobe, she suddenly saw Lu Beichuans eyelids moving and could clearly see his eyeballs moving underneath his eyelids. It looked as if he was going to open his eyes in the next second. Ye Zhen noticed this, but she still nonchalantly continued cleaning his ear.

In the beginning, Ye Zhen thought Lu Beichuan was really about to wake up, but the familys doctor told her it was a normal nerve reflex for his fingers as well as eyes to twitch occasionally.

When she thought about it, the doctors words made sense. In the novel, Lu Beichuan wouldnt wake up for another month. It wasnt time yet.

After she finished cleaning him, Ye Zhen warmed up lotion in her hands, then her warm palms rubbed the lotion all over Lu Beichuans body. Ye Zhen saw that Lu Beichuans pinky finger on his right side was roused.

It was strange. Although other people that were comatose for a year hadnt deteriorated to the level of being emaciated, their physical condition wasnt good. No matter what, the state of their bodies werent as well preserved as Lu Beichuans.

After the cleaning and moisturizing was done, Ye Zhen was so tired the she couldnt even keep her back straight. She put Lu Beichuans clothes back on and pulled up the quilt.

The sixty-plus-year-old butler, who had served the Lu family his entire life, respectfully said to Ye Zhen, Youve worked hard.

Ye Zhen docilely smiled. She didnt say anything and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Right after she entered the bathroom, a specialized doctor and nurse came into the room to check Lu Beichuan as well as using medical tools to feed him.

This procedure wasnt within the scope of Ye Zhens abilities.

After washing up, Ye Zhen glanced at him from a distance, then she went downstairs.

In the dining room, Lu Beichuans parents as well as young man were siting at the dining table. The head seat wasnt empty. Old Master Lu hadnt come.

Dad, mom, good morning.

Father Lu glanced at Ye Zhen and nodded.

Ye Zhen looked at the empty head seat and casually asked, Wheres grandfather?

Old Master went back to the ancestral home for a few day. How is Beichuan today? Mother Lu was neatly dressed with exquisitely done makeup. It was absolutely impossible to guess her real age. Presenting a magnificent appearance was Mrs. Lus last way of maintaining her status as the legitimate wife in front of the illegitimate son.

To maintain her surface appearance of being someone that was inarticulate and mediocre, Ye Zhen lowered her head slightly and said, Everything is still good.

Mother Lu put down her bowl and chopsticks. In a worried tone, she said, You have to do your best and be more thoughtful.

T/N: Tiny spoiler in the comments below about Mother Lus relationship with Ye Zhen if anyone is worried this is going down a clich path.