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

Su Wuli lifted her head from his chest. "Have you eaten?"

He looked down at her face. "I ate."

Upon hearing the answer, Su Wuli buried her face back in his chest.

I closed my eyes and quickly fell asleep again.

…………

When I woke up again, all I saw was the ceiling of the apartment.

She lay there for a moment, then sat up and leaned against the headboard.

Something started to pop into my head.

She suddenly disappeared from the army. Wouldn't they find that strange?

Suddenly it disappeared without a trace.

It was alright back in the Prince's Mansion, with only Chuhe and Qiaosheng.

There are also Shadow Falcon and Maple Xi.

But we are on the march now, surrounded by soldiers.

Then, she suddenly remembered something else.

It seems that Chuhe and the others have never asked her.

Shadow Falcon and the others didn't have any either.

She disappeared, and they didn't seem to find it strange.

It happened, so it doesn't seem strange.

She had no announcements today, and spent her time relaxing on the sofa except for breakfast.

Su Wuli was staring blankly at the water glass on the coffee table when her phone vibrated.

The screen lit up, and Wen Yan's name appeared on it.

She answered the phone, and Wen Yan's face appeared on the screen.

The background is her living room, with an unfolded blanket draped over the back of the sofa and a half-empty bag of potato chips on the coffee table.

"You don't have any work scheduled today, right? I've come to visit you."

Su Wuli leaned back on the sofa. "No, come here."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yan suddenly lowered her voice, glanced to the side, and then looked back.

"Is your hunk... home?"

She asked the question in a hushed voice, as if afraid of being overheard.

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli paused for a moment, "He's not here."

Wen Yan on the screen visibly relaxed, her shoulders slumped, and her voice became louder.

"That's good, I'll be right there."

Seeing this, Su Wuli found it strange, "Didn't you always want to see him?"

Wen Yan replied matter-of-factly, "That would have to be a formal occasion."

"It's different if I talk to you now."

After Wen Yan finished speaking, she nodded, as if to confirm that her logic was sound.

Su Wuli was amused by her serious expression. "Hmm, what you said makes a lot of sense."

An hour later, the doorbell rang.

Su Wuli opened the door.

Wen Yan was standing at the door, carrying two large bags.

The milk tea bag is transparent, so you can see the two large cups inside.

The fried chicken bag was stained with oil, and the braised food bag was tied in a tight knot.

There's also a bag of cakes.

Wen Yan kicked off her shoes and walked barefoot to the sofa.

"I'm exhausted." She slumped onto the sofa and placed the two bags on the coffee table.

He reached into the milk tea bag, pulled out a cup, and handed it to Su Wuli.

"I've been working non-stop these past two days, I can finally take a day off."

Su Wuli took the milk tea, inserted the straw, and took a sip.

She glanced at the two bags of things on the coffee table. "Aren't you on a diet? You've bought so much, we can't possibly finish it all."

Wen Yan had already opened the bag of fried chicken, pinched a chicken wing and stuffed it into her mouth, saying indistinctly, "Don't mention dieting, I deliberately kept it a secret from my manager."

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli laughed, "You're just fooling yourself."

"Never mind all that." Wen Yan took a sip of her milk tea. "Lately, I feel like I'm about to become an immortal; I feel light as a feather when I walk."

The TV was on, but the volume wasn't high.

Wen Yan switched to a different program.

The period drama happened to be about battle scenes.

Soldiers charged forward with spears in hand, while archers stood on the city walls firing arrows.

The general rode his horse at the forefront, and the war drums beat out with a muffled thud.

Wen Yan was munching on a chicken wing when her gaze was drawn to the scene.

He chewed twice and swallowed, then suddenly spoke.

"Hey, there are so many novels online these days, where the protagonist travels back to ancient times, opens a supermarket, sells things, invents things, you name it..."

As she spoke, she took another bite of the chicken wing, wiping the oil off her lips with her hand.

Su Wuli, holding her milk tea, responded faintly, "Mmm..."

Wen Yan continued, "If it were really possible to travel through time and bring modern medicine and weapons with us, wouldn't so many people not die in wars? Wouldn't the ancients worship time travelers?"

After saying that, he laughed, "But it's just a thought, there's no such thing as time travel."

She took another bite of the chicken wing and changed the channel.

Su Wuli paused for a moment as she held the milk tea.

Wen Yan's words lingered in her mind, and she suddenly stood up.

Wen Yan was startled by her actions and almost dropped the chicken wing in her hand.

He looked up at her, still chewing, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Wuli watched as her lips moved slightly, then she sat down again, picked up her milk tea, and took a sip.

She put down the cup, smiled, and said, "It's nothing."

Wen Yan glanced at her but didn't ask any further questions.

She took another bite of the chicken wing. "I was so scared! The look on your face just now made me think your manly husband had suddenly come back."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Wuli froze.

That's right.

What if Yu Chen suddenly appears?

"No way?" Wen Yan suddenly spoke up, "Judging from your expression, he's not really coming back, is he?"

As she spoke, she looked down at the clothes she was wearing, comparing them to her usual self.

It can only be described as utterly dilapidated.

"If he comes back, where will I go?"

"Huh?" Su Wuli paused slightly, not understanding for a moment, "Where to?"

Seeing her dazed expression, Wen Yan teased, "Hide away."

After saying that, he added, "Hide under the bed or in the closet."

"What are you doing hiding?" Su Wuli pressed.

"Isn't that how it's always portrayed in TV dramas?" Wen Yan teased.

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Wuli realized what she meant, "That's a mistress, you're not one."

Wen Yan looked at her and chuckled, shaking her head and sighing, "Little Pear, you're so adorable."

The battle scenes from the period drama on TV have finished airing, and now the male and female leads are talking in the pavilion.

While munching on braised food, Wen Yan talked about those time-travel novels where the female protagonist travels to ancient times.

They opened hot pot restaurants and supermarkets, leaving the ancient people completely bewildered.

As Su Wuli listened to these words, she was no longer thinking about the novel.

Wen Yan spent most of the day eating fried chicken and drinking milk tea, watching several episodes of a TV series, and almost fell asleep while sprawled on the sofa.

Before leaving, he carried the bag of leftover braised food, saying he would take it back as a late-night snack.

Su Wuli saw her to the door, and Wen Yan changed her shoes and glanced back at her.

You seem distracted today.