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

Until the third night.

I opened my eyes and found myself standing in a tent.

He was secretly delighted.

Yu Chen stood beside the low table, his fingers hooking the belt at his waist, his outer robe draped over his arm after he had just taken it off.

He seemed to notice, and turned his head to look at her.

His hand paused for a moment.

Su Wuli ran over and threw herself into his arms.

She buried her face in his chest, then looked up at him.

His eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth were turned up.

"I got the author to change the plot, so you won't die." Her voice was urgent and fast, filled with excitement.

With a smile that I'd been suppressing for days, I finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Yu Chen looked at her, his fingers still resting on the ribbon without moving.

Before Su Wuli could speak, she continued, "The ending has been changed. The death by a thousand cuts is gone. You're alive. You're alive."

She excitedly repeated it twice, burying her face back into his chest, then tilting it back up, then burying it back in his chest again.

Yu Chen looked down at her; her face was pressed against his chest, and when she tilted her head back, her chin rested against his chest.

"You won't die," Su Wuli said again.

He looked into her bright eyes and her cheeks, which were slightly flushed with excitement.

He raised his large hand and gently rubbed her head.

"Um."

She broke free from his embrace and took his hand.

"Summon Feng Xi and Ying Jun over here and ask them about Xiao Junyi. They must remember now that he was imprisoned in the Prince's mansion."

Su Wuli was so anxious, as if she was afraid that Yu Chen wouldn't believe her.

He looked at her and nodded in agreement.

Loosen the sash and drape the outer robe over the screen.

He turned around, walked over, lifted the curtain, and gave an order to the person outside.

Then he walked back and stood in front of her.

Su Wuli was still smiling, looking up at him.

She threw herself into his arms again, and only after a moment did she pull away a little from his embrace.

She pulled him to sit down on the edge of the bed, then sat down next to him.

"I'm telling you, I've found the author of the novel. She was hit by a car and is in the hospital."

Su Wuli spoke quickly, "At first, she didn't answer my calls or reply to my messages, so I flew there to find her."

She laughed as she spoke, her eyes crinkling. "When she saw me, she asked if I was going to film a TV series."

Yu Chen reached out and tucked the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear, listening quietly as she continued.

"At first she refused to change, saying that you are a villain and must die."

She paused for a moment, then said, "But she still agreed."

Just then, the tent flap was knocked twice.

Shadow Falcon's voice came from outside, "Your Highness."

Yu Chen turned his head. "Come in."

The curtain was lifted, and Shadow Falcon walked in, followed by Feng Xi.

The two men bowed and stood up in front of the low table.

Su Wuli hurriedly got up from the bed and walked to them.

Her fingers were still clutching Yu Chen's clothes, pulling him along with her.

"Xiao Junyi," she looked at Feng Xi, "do you remember when he was locked up in the backyard of the Prince's mansion?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xi glanced at Ying Falcon, and Ying Falcon glanced at Feng Xi.

Their eyes met, then looked away.

Then it landed on Su Wuli's face at the same time.

Feng Xi opened and closed her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping herself, and couldn't help but look at Yu Chen.

Yu Chen remained silent, as if waiting for his reply.

Feng Xi had no choice but to turn his gaze back to Su Wuli's face.

"Miss Su..." He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Xiao Junyi has never been imprisoned in the Prince's Mansion."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Wuli froze.

Her gaze was fixed on Feng Xi.

He stood there with a slight frown on his brow, his expression natural.

It doesn't seem like a lie, nor does it seem like something is being hidden.

Her fingers slid across the hem of Yu Chen's clothes, then gripped it again.

"You're mistaken." Su Wuli's voice was a little unsteady, as if she was confirming. "You're mistaken. Think again. He was locked in the backyard of the Prince's mansion and was badly injured. He was almost dead."

After saying that, Feng Xi's brows furrowed even more, and he could only grit his teeth and answer again.

"I truly do not recall him ever being imprisoned."

Su Wuli looked into his eyes for two seconds.

He immediately looked away from his face and abruptly focused his gaze on Shadow Falcon's face.

The Shadow Falcon stood there expressionless.

Su Wuli looked at him as if she had grasped at the last straw.

"Xiao Junyi has never been imprisoned." Shadow Falcon's voice was not loud.

Upon hearing the answer, Su Wuli's fingers slid off the hem of Yu Chen's clothes.

"Impossible," she murmured softly. "Impossible, the plot has clearly been changed."

Yu Chen glanced at the Shadow Falcon.

Shadow Falcon quickly bowed and turned to leave.

Feng Xi followed behind and walked out.

The curtain was drawn, and faint sounds could still be heard from outside.

"Young Master Su already asked this question before, why are you asking it again today?"

Su Wuli heard the sound drifting from the side of the tent curtain.

She turned around and walked up to Yu Chen.

She reached out and grabbed his collar, holding it tightly.

"It's impossible." Her voice trembled uncontrollably.

"I clearly saw it, everything was changed, the ending was changed, you're alive, you didn't die, how can it still be the same?"

Su Wuli looked at Yu Chen, her face full of helplessness.

Yu Chen frowned, sighed, and reached out to pull her into his arms.

He placed his palm on the back of her head.

"I didn't lie to you, I really changed it." Her voice was muffled against his chest. "I clearly saw it; the ending has been changed. You won't die..."

Yu Chen didn't say anything, he just hugged her tightly.

The contrast was too great, and Su Wuli couldn't help but tear up as she leaned against him.

His emotions were also extremely unstable.

Yu Chen pulled her out of his arms and looked down at her face.

Her eyes reddened, and tears clung to her eyelashes without falling.

He reached out and wiped the tear away with his thumb.

Su Wuli looked at him.

The light of excitement in his eyes had vanished, like a candle flame about to go out.

It goes out with a gust of wind.

"I will not die," Yu Chen said solemnly.

Su Wuli buried her face in his chest, pleadingly repeating, "Promise me, promise me..."

"Okay, I promise you." Yu Chen hugged her tightly.

Having received an affirmative answer, Su Wuli snuggled into his arms.

The joy I've felt these past few days has burst like a bubble.

It's as if it never existed.

But...why?

She clearly made Wang Youke change the plot; she clearly did everything.

Once Su Wuli calmed down, she lifted her head from the man's embrace and called out to him, "Yu Chen."

"Hmm?" Yu Chen lowered his head.

"I really did get the author to change the plot," Su Wuli said confidently.

"I believe you." Yu Chen raised his hand and touched her face.

Undeterred, she analyzed, "The original plot had already been significantly altered because of you, and it was only after it was discovered that it was corrected, which is why Shadow Falcon and the others lost their memories. But now it's been changed again, it shouldn't be like this..."

Su Wuli felt increasingly uneasy, muttering to herself, "Something must have been missed..."

"Alright," Yu Chen interrupted her thoughts, "Stop thinking about it."

"No." Su Wuli tilted her head back, a hint of stubbornness on her face. "There's clearly a chance to change things, why not take it?"

"Okay." Yu Chen didn't stop her. "But it's late now, let's rest first and think about it tomorrow, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli was slightly taken aback, and her eyes looked at Yu Chen with a hint of inquiry.

She always felt that Yu Chen didn't seem to care much about her fate...

However, upon further reflection, I abandoned the idea; it was impossible.

How could I not care?