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

Yu Chen lay down as she wished, turning to look at her.

Su Wuli lay down next to him and naturally snuggled into his arms.

"Go to sleep."

He looked down at the top of her head, where a few strands of hair had escaped from her hair bun and hung down beside her ears.

He reached out and tucked it behind her ear; her breathing gradually became lighter.

The breath coming from his nose brushed against his collarbone, warm and gentle.

His fingers slid down her earlobe, rested on the back of her neck, and gently pressed.

She let out a muffled moan and buried her face even deeper into the crook of his neck.

She pulled her hand away from his waist and placed it on his chest.

Only then did Yu Chen look down at her.

Su Wuli's brows relaxed, and she became less tense.

He looked at her for a long time, then pulled her closer to his arms.

She moved slightly and snuggled closer to him.

For the next few days, Su Wuli moved that chair outside the main tent every day and sat there waiting.

It was cold in the morning, so she pulled the fur trim on her collar up to cover half of her chin.

He tucked his hands into his sleeves and looked down at the snow on the ground.

Sometimes the meetings are short, lasting less than half an hour.

Sometimes it takes a long time, and she neither urges me nor goes in to check.

Feng Xi came from the camp gate and saw her sitting at the entrance, so he slowed down.

"Young Master Su, is the Prince still in a meeting?"

"Mm." She nodded.

Feng Xi stood to the side and waited for a while. The curtain was lifted a crack, and someone inside spoke before it was closed again.

He rolled up the document and tucked it into his sleeve, then squatted down beside her.

She turned her head to look at him; his right hand was still bandaged. She asked again, "Has the dressing been changed?"

Feng Xi paused for a moment, then looked down at his hands. "It's been changed."

He stood up, putting his hands behind his back.

The curtain was lifted, and someone came out.

He stepped aside to let him in.

When the lieutenant came out, he saw her sitting at the door, nodded, and walked past her.

The lieutenant took a few steps, then stopped and looked back at her.

This girl is really well-behaved; she sits outside all day without saying or making a fuss.

Then he left.

When Feng Xi came out from behind the tent, Su Wuli heard the noise and looked up.

Seeing it was him, she smiled slightly, then raised her hand and waved to him, "Goodbye."

Feng Xi was stunned for a moment.

He had never seen this move before.

He didn't know whether to nod or clasp his hands in greeting, so in the end he just stiffly nodded.

He took a few steps, then suddenly stopped and looked back. She had already lowered her head and was fiddling with the smallest snowman again.

He then turned back and continued walking.

That day, she asked him about Xiao Junyi, asking many questions, each one sounding like she was confirming something.

She changed after that.

Feng Xi walked to the camp gate and saw Ying Jun leaning against the wooden pillar, wiping his knife.

I couldn't help but walk over and stand next to him, hands on my hips, looking at the gray, misty woods outside the camp.

"Do you think Young Master Su has been too clingy to the Prince lately?" Feng Xi couldn't help but ask.

The Shadow Falcon continued wiping its blade without stopping.

The cotton cloth was pushed from the base of the blade towards the tip. "The prince didn't say anything, why are you making such a fuss?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Xi opened her mouth slightly, then closed it again.

He knew, of course, that the prince wouldn't say anything; in fact, the prince seemed to be enjoying it.

Feng Xi lowered his hand from his waist, but couldn't help himself, "It's just strange, don't you think Young Master Su is a bit..." He paused, searching for the right words, "...too clingy?"

This has never happened before, except for that one time when I was drinking, which was quite outrageous.

Shadow Falcon flipped the knife over and wiped the other side. "You know too much."

Feng Xi looked at him. "What do you mean?"

Shadow Falcon didn't look at him, sheathed his sword, and said, "The more you know, the faster you die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xi paused, then stopped talking.

Shadow Falcon gave him a meaningful look, then walked away.

Feng Xi stood there alone, watching the departing figure, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

I bet you're not curious. You're just pretending to be profound. You're only a year older than him, aren't you?

…………

When the crossbows from the armory arrived, Su Wuli was sitting on a chair outside the main tent.

The cloak that Yu Chen had given her was draped over her legs.

Yu Chen emerged from behind the tent curtain, and she looked up at him.

"I'll go check on the new crossbows." Yu Chen stopped in front of her.

"Hmm." I wanted to say that I wanted to go too.

However, Yu Chen spoke up before she could, "Soon, and not far."

"Oh." Su Wuli paused in her movement to stand up.

Yu Chen bent down and tucked her cloak in. "I'll be back soon."

"it is good."

Beside the camp gate.

Several lieutenants were already gathered there.

Several new crossbows were on a wooden shelf. The armorer took them down and handed them to Yu Chen.

Yu Chen did not take it, but instead looked down at the crossbow.

His fingers traced the crossbow arm, gliding to the trigger and pausing briefly.

He ran his fingers around the edge of the trigger guard and rubbed his thumb against the metal plate above the trigger.

"What about insurance?"

The voice wasn't loud, and the deputy general standing next to him didn't hear it clearly.

"What did Your Highness say?"

Yu Chen removed his fingers from the metal plate, flipped the crossbow over to look at the latch on the side, and asked, "Where is the latch on this crossbow?"

The lieutenant leaned over and pointed to the iron plate on the side of the crossbow, "Pushing it up locks it, and pulling it down releases it."

"Hmm." Yu Chen responded lightly, then picked up the crossbow.

The left hand supports the crossbow arm, while the right hand pulls the string.

The string snapped into the slot quickly and smoothly.

He picked up the crossbow, aimed at a dead tree in the distance, and paused for a moment with his finger on the trigger.

It's been deducted.

The string made a crisp sound as it was plucked, and with a "whoosh," the arrow flew out and embedded itself in the dead tree trunk.

He put down the crossbow, reset the string, and put the crossbow back in place.

It was true that Yu Chen said it wasn't far; Su Wuli could still see the figures of the group from a distance while sitting.

Yu Chen was standing in the middle of a group of people, holding a crossbow and looking at something.

The lines of his profile were sharp in the dim light of the day.

Yu Chen handed the crossbow to the soldier next to him and turned around.

He took a few steps, then stopped and looked down at his right hand.

Turn your palm over and look at the web between your thumb and forefinger, then look at the trigger position.

His fingers slowly closed, clenched into a fist, and then relaxed.

Then they continued walking forward.

Su Wuli looked up and saw him walking back, so she quickly took her hand out of her sleeve.

Yu Chen walked up to her and looked down at her.

As soon as Su Wuli reached out her hand, he grasped it.

"Finished reading?" she asked.

"Yes, I've finished watching it."

"Is that crossbow fun?" Su Wuli couldn't help but ask.

"Not bad, I'll teach you next time."

"Okay." Su Wuli smiled.

…………

She had another nightmare that night.

Su Wuli trembled violently in his arms, and her hand, which had been resting on the man's chest, suddenly gripped the collar of his undershirt.

Her eyes were still closed, and her voice was squeezed out from her throat.

"Don't die...you mustn't die..."