Sure, here is the translation:
After dinner.
The proprietress took a bath, then applied some rose flower extract to her body, making her skin emit an enticing fragrance. She then dressed in red silk clothes, lying beneath a thin quilt, her long legs intertwining.
In the moonlight, her fair skin glowed with a shy and expectant pink. Her full chest heaved with rapid breaths, her heart tingling with anticipation of what was about to happen. Her ten fingers nervously clutched the quilt, just as she had felt before her first marriage.
She was about to have a man again.
A young man with skills.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would be the man who would give her a child.
The proprietress only felt her heart racing wildly.
Outside, Yan Yu pushed Li Yuan to the door, then took his arm and whispered in his ear, "Good man, Sister Xue is a different kind of woman from me. Tonight you better get your fill, and don't secretly watch other women anymore."
