Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

Yu Chen rested his chin on the top of her head and hugged her tightly. "I'll show you next time."

"Um."

Su Wuli lifted her head from his embrace, reached out and touched the back of his hand again; it was a little cold.

After a moment, she opened her mouth and said, "I'm hungry."

Yu Chen glanced at her, picked her up, and walked into the house.

The glass door closed behind me, keeping the cold air out.

She reached out and touched the back of his neck; it was cold.

He frowned subconsciously.

Su Wuli was held and placed on the sofa by him. As soon as she sat down, she picked up her phone and opened a food delivery app.

After dinner and washing up, Su Wuli and Yu Chen snuggled on the sofa and watched TV for a while.

Perhaps it was because the TV was too boring, but she felt a little tired after watching it for a short while.

"Go to sleep." Yu Chen turned off the TV and carried her back to the bedroom.

Lying in bed, she smelled the same shower gel scent on Yu Chen's body as her own, along with that uniquely cold aura that was mixed in with it.

Su Wuli felt sleepy, like a tide washing over her.

The anxiety that had accumulated over the past few days, and the sleepless nights, were gradually melted away by this aura.

She snuggled into his arms, found a comfortable position, closed her eyes, and didn't want to open them again.

Listening to his heartbeat, my consciousness plummeted, plunging into a soft darkness, until I could feel nothing anymore.

In my hazy state, I seemed to hear his voice.

He whispered something into her ear.

Su Wuli tried hard to hear clearly, but it felt like her ears were blocked by a thick layer of cotton.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly I felt the warmth enveloping me disappear.

Her consciousness surfaced slightly from deep sleep, like a drowning person struggling to reach the surface.

I reached my hand out from under the covers and felt around, but there was nothing there.

She touched it a few more times.

My fingers traced lines on the sheet, feeling empty.

She suddenly opened her eyes.

The room was dark, and she turned her head to look to the side.

There were marks on the pillow, but the person was not there.

I reached out and touched the indentation; it was still a little warm.

"Yu Chen," she called out.

The sound rang out in the quiet bedroom, but no one answered.

Su Wuli threw off the covers and got out of bed, stepping barefoot onto the floor.

A chill ran up her spine, but she didn't pay much attention and walked straight out of the bedroom.

The living room was also dark.

Undeterred, she walked to the kitchen doorway again.

I reached out and touched the switch on the wall, pressed it, and the light came on.

The blinding light made her squint.

"Yu Chen?"

Still no response.

Su Wuli turned around and walked back to the living room, then she turned on the living room lights.

Standing in the middle of the living room, I suddenly didn't know what to do.

I subconsciously walked to the sofa and sat down, glancing at the clock on the wall.

Four o'clock in the morning.

She curled up her legs and huddled in the corner of the sofa, burying her face in her knees.

I don't know how long I sat there, I only remember that the light outside the window changed from black to dark blue, and then from dark blue to grayish blue.

She looked up at the light streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling window, as thin as a veil.

…………

Over the next few days, Su Wuli threw herself into her work.

GG's shooting schedule is packed; he goes into the studio in the morning and finishes in the evening.

Although busy, things are generally better than a few days ago.

On the day Wen Yan visited the set, she was standing in front of a plain background, holding a bottle of beverage and smiling at the camera.

Wen Yan stood behind the monitor for a while, and after she finished filming a scene, she came over and handed her the coffee in her hand.

"Your complexion has improved recently."

Su Wuli took the coffee, took a sip, frowned, and took another sip.

"How have you been lately?" Wen Yan asked. "We just finished filming a while ago, it was so tiring."

Su Wuli thought for a moment, "That's good."

Although Yu Chen's disappearance late at night last time left her somewhat disappointed, it was still much better than her previous anxiety, and she was able to adjust her state of mind quickly.

Moreover, my schedule is packed, and I'm so tired that I fall asleep the moment my head hits the pillow.

Seeing that she was in pretty good condition, Wen Yan didn't ask any more questions.

"That's good."

Wen Yan had work nearby, so she came over and left after staying for a while.

Su Wuli also went back to continue filming.

During my break, my phone sent me a message.

She picked it up and glanced at it; it was a pickup code for the express delivery locker.

Su Wuli stared at the string of numbers for a moment.

I suddenly remembered that I spent the whole afternoon lounging on the sofa that day, buying Yu Chen several winter clothes and a few suits.

After finishing work, she went to the parcel locker, took out several parcels, and carried them back to her apartment.

She placed the box on the coffee table, cut the tape with scissors, and took out the clothes one by one.

The black tracksuit was folded neatly.

A dark gray suit was hanging on a hanger in a bag, along with a navy blue one, which was her favorite.

She put her workout clothes in the washing machine first.

Then he took the suit back to his bedroom and hung it in the closet.

She stood in front of the wardrobe, thinking that she would have warm clothes to wear next time Yu Chen came.

Filming all day is actually pretty much the same as taking photos on set.

After washing up, she turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

When I opened my eyes, it was already daylight.

But it wasn't the bedroom in the apartment.

Su Wuli was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was lying on a large bed, and there was still a man's scent on the pillow.

She quickly sat up and got out of bed, then went around the screen and saw him.

She saw Zheng Yuchen standing in front of the clothes rack with his back to her.

The dark armor was mostly on, with the shoulder armor pressing down on the collar of the inner garment.

The belt around the waist is wrapped around the waist and fastened to the waistband.

He was looking down, his fingers adjusting something at his waist.

The morning light shone through the window and fell on the armor on his back, the metal plates overlapping each other and extending down from his shoulder blades.

Each piece was illuminated by a thin white edge.

He stood there with his back ramrod straight.

Su Wuli stood there, unable to react for a moment.

All she could think of in the original story was that after returning from battle, they would be subjected to slow slicing...

The words from the novel swirled in her mind, making her dizzy.

Knowing the ending, why did Yu Chen still put on this armor?

She just stared at her, her face full of confusion.

Yu Chen seemed to sense something and turned around.

His gaze lingered on her face for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

It's very light.

"You're here?"

She had obviously just arrived.

Su Wuli did not answer, but stared intently at the armor he was wearing.

The breastplate was stuck to his chest, and the cold white light reflected from the mirror made her eyes sting.

Su Wuli subconsciously took a few steps forward, stood in front of him, and looked up to meet his deep eyes.

"where are you going?"

Yu Chen looked down at her, his gaze fixed on her face.

A hint of helplessness seemed to rise in his eyes, yet it was heavily suppressed beneath them.

"War has broken out in the north." He paused. "I must go."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Wuli shook her head and squeezed out a single word, "That's not right."

That's not right.

"You know perfectly well that when you come back from the war, you will—" She didn't finish her sentence before something seemed to choke her.

She lowered her head and buried her face in his chest, her forehead pressed against the hard breastplate, which made her forehead ache.

She raised her hand and grabbed his belt at the side. "Why?"

The sound was muffled in his chest.