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

Su Wuli dared not think any further.

Just looking at him made my nose sting and my eyes suddenly feel hot.

She didn't know why she felt a little wronged, but what was she feeling wronged about?

It wasn't her who was under house arrest.

"Come here," a man's voice suddenly rang out.

Su Wuli didn't move.

He used a bit of force to pull her into his arms.

Su Wuli slumped onto his lap, her face pressed against his chest.

His voice came from above, "What's the rush?"

She leaned against him without saying a word.

The man placed his hand on the back of her head and gently pressed it, saying in a hoarse voice, "You won't die."

These three words sound so casual; he's said them before.

As Su Wuli listened, the inexplicable tightness in her chest intensified.

Did he know what would happen next?

Did he know that he would be taken to the execution ground after the war?

Did he know that the crowd of onlookers would fill the entire street?

he does not know.

Su Wuli shifted in his arms, burying her face even deeper.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her breathing, buried in his chest, was a little erratic.

"What's wrong?" Yu Chen asked.

She didn't speak.

After a moment, Yu Chen reached out and pinched her chin, lifting her face up.

The candlelight shone into my eyes.

Su Wuli's eyes were a little hot, and her eyelashes were a little wet, but she didn't cry.

She lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze, her lips pressed together; she didn't know what she was enduring.

Yu Chen paused for a moment, then asked, "What are you doing?"

Su Wuli shook her head.

The man rubbed his thumb against her cheek, wiping away the remaining dampness.

The fingertips were a bit rough, making her skin feel hot from the friction.

"Speak," Yu Chen said.

She shook her head again.

Yu Chen looked at her, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment.

Then he suddenly chuckled.

"I'm not dead yet," he said in a deep, resonant voice. "And you're already crying."

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli paused for a moment, then looked up at him.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but then didn't know what to say.

He hesitated for a moment before finally managing to utter a reply: "I didn't cry."

Yu Chen bluntly pointed out, "Then why are your eyes red?"

Su Wuli's eyes flickered slightly, but she remained silent.

The man suddenly released his grip on her chin, pulled her back into his arms, and rested his chin on the top of her head.

"That's enough," he said. "It's nothing."

She nestled in his arms, listening to his heartbeat, yet the tightness in her chest remained.

Her hand unconsciously tightened around the fabric of his shirt.

Su Wuli could feel his gaze falling upon her again.

He pressed, "What exactly happened?"

He then added, "It's not me who's sick, it's you?"

Su Wuli was in a state of confusion and didn't know how to start the conversation.

If she tells the truth, will Yu Chen believe her?

If it were her, she probably wouldn't believe it.

He was clearly a living, breathing person, but one day he was told that he was just a two-dimensional character, and a villain who was destined to have a bad end.

Just as she was struggling with her decision, Yu Chen opened his lips, his voice a little softer than before, "Did someone bully you?"

Su Wuli paused slightly, then looked up at him.

Yu Chen was looking at her with his eyes downcast.

She answered slowly, "No."

The man looked into her eyes as if confirming something.

He looked at her for two seconds before looking away and pulling her back into his arms.

"Then why are you crying?"

Yu Chen held her in his arms, gently stroking her hair with his hands.

Su Wuli leaned against him, feeling even more choked up by that gesture.

She didn't know what to do, and her grip on his clothes tightened.

My nose, which was already a bit sore, couldn't hold back any longer, and my eyes welled up with tears.

It landed right on the back of his hand.

Su Wuli clearly noticed that Yu Chen paused for a moment.

Then he lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Ah Wu, be good."

His hot breath and voice sprayed into her ear, and Su Wuli felt her heart throb with heat.

She was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

Ah Wu?

No one had ever called her that before.

When she was little, her family called her Xiaoli, while others called her Wuli.

No one ever called her Ah Wu.

My heart skipped a beat.

"Don't cry, okay?" a deep voice whispered.

The words fell into her ear, and Su Wuli felt her whole body go limp.

My eyes suddenly felt hot again.

A feeling she couldn't describe welled up from the bottom of her heart and got stuck in her throat.

The man rested his chin on the top of her head, his hand gently rubbing the back of her head.

……

When Su Wuli woke up, it was already daylight outside the window.

The words "Ah Wu, be good" from her dream were still echoing in her mind. She lay in bed staring at the ceiling, her mind completely blank.

After lying down for a while, she turned over, picked up her phone, and glanced at it.

7:30 in the morning.

She got out of bed after getting out of bed to wash up and ate the breakfast Su Yuan had brought. Then she said, "I want to go to the pharmacy later."

"Are you sick?" Su Yuan asked with concern.

Su Wuli shook her head, "No, I just wanted to buy some medicine."

"What medicine do you want to buy?" Su Yuan pressed.

Su Wuli thought for a moment, "Buy some of everything."

"What do you mean by 'buy everything'? Are you going to open a pharmacy?" Su Yuan asked, puzzled.

Su Wuli did not answer, and seeing this, Su Yuan did not press the matter further.

"Okay, go buy it."

Su Wuli stood in the elevator, her mind starting to wander.

What medicine do you need to buy?

Anti-inflammatory, fever reducer, pain reliever, cold medicine, cough medicine...

There are also items for external wounds, such as iodine swabs and gauze...

Should we buy some stomach medicine? What if he gets an upset stomach? And...

I arrived at the pharmacy wearing a mask.

Su Wuli walked directly to the counter.

"Hello," she said to the pharmacist, "Do you have any anti-inflammatory medication?"

"Yes, which one do you want?"

"One of everything, please."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pharmacist paused for a moment.

Su Wuli was also stunned. Although she had prepared herself mentally, she was still taken aback when she heard the answer.

"Wu Li..." Su Yuan tugged at her sleeve, "What do you mean by 'get some of everything'? There are many kinds of anti-inflammatory medicine. Where are you feeling unwell?"

Su Wuli continued speaking to the pharmacist, "I also need fever reducers, painkillers, cold medicine, and cough medicine, please give me some of everything."

The pharmacist looked at her, his expression suddenly becoming somewhat complicated.

Su Yuan's expression was even more complicated.

"And for external wounds," Su Wuli added, remembering something, "iodine, cotton swabs, gauze, band-aids..."

"Mist Pear..." Su Yuan couldn't help but say, "What are you doing? Our crew has a medical team, you don't need to buy so many yourself."

"I'm useful..." Su Wuli said, looking at her.

Su Yuan opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.

In the end, I gave up and just bought medicine...

The pharmacist started getting her the medicine, placing the boxes on the counter one by one.

There are two types of anti-inflammatory medicine, one type of fever reducer, one type of pain reliever, several types of cold medicine, cough syrup, and a bunch of external medicines.

Although Su Yuan had tried to accept it, when she saw the medicines laid out, her mouth couldn't help but open wider and wider.

Her voice changed, "You're... hoarding supplies?"

Su Wuli looked down at the pile of medicine, seemingly not having heard clearly, still wondering if she had missed anything.

"Mist Pear..." Su Yuan couldn't help but lean closer.

Lowering her voice, she said, "Tell me honestly, is there something I don't know?... Is the end of the world coming? Like a zombie outbreak?"