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

He paused for a moment, but dared not look any further.

He lowered his eyes, walked over, and placed the small porcelain bottle on the table next to him.

"Your Highness, this is medicine for burns," he said, trying to keep his voice calm. "Just apply it, and it won't leave a scar."

Su Wuli glanced at her hand subconsciously as she listened. It was a little red, but it shouldn't leave a scar. In fact, it should be fine even without applying medicine.

"Hmm," Yu Chen responded softly.

The Shadow Falcon stood there and waited for a while.

Yu Chen remained silent.

Shadow Falcon waited a while longer.

Yu Chen remained silent.

Shadow Falcon couldn't help but look up.

Yu Chen was looking down at the other person's hand in the water, completely ignoring him.

He wisely lowered his eyes and took a step back, saying, "This subordinate takes his leave."

It seems inappropriate to report even the most important matters now.

The door slammed shut with another muffled thud.

Su Wuli stared at the closed door for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Chen took her hand out of the water and gently patted it with his sleeve to dry it.

The skin was still red, but it wasn't as glaring anymore.

He sat down with her in his arms and picked up the small porcelain bottle on the table.

Pulling out the stopper, a cool, medicinal scent wafted out.

He dabbed a little ointment with his fingertip and bent down to apply it to her wrist.

It was cool and had a hint of grass and wood scent.

The man's fingertips were a bit rough, and when they brushed against the reddened skin, it felt itchy.

He lowered his head and applied the ointment slowly, spreading it little by little to cover the red patch completely.

Her eyelashes were drooping, and she was very focused.

Su Wuli suddenly felt the burning sensation on her wrist, and it seemed that the pain had really subsided.

The medicine has been applied.

Yu Chen placed the small porcelain bottle on the table and looked down at her wrist.

A thin layer of ointment covered the skin.

He then gently pressed the edge with his thumb to make sure no spot was missed.

Su Wuli didn't move, and when she looked at him, she met his gaze.

"Does it still hurt?"

She shook her head.

"Mmm." His hand was still on her wrist, not letting go.

She suddenly remembered the box of self-heating rice.

She reached for the lunchbox; the rice inside was white and fluffy, and the vegetable bun was hot and steaming, smelling delicious.

"Okay." She pushed the food towards him. "Eat up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Chen glanced down at the lunchbox but didn't touch it.

Su Wuli pushed the box again, "It really is edible. I've tried it, and it tastes alright."

Yu Chen then reached out and picked up his chopsticks, taking a bite.

Su Wuli watched him chew, waiting for him to speak.

He swallowed and glanced at her.

Seeing this, Su Wuli couldn't help but smile.

Yu Chen took another bite.

She sat on his lap watching him eat, and suddenly felt a little more at ease.

Su Wuli shifted her gaze from his face and glanced around the room.

All the things she brought are still kept safe and sound.

Her gaze returned to him.

A thought suddenly popped into my head: that person from just now…

He seemed to have something important to say.

Su Wuli recalled how hurriedly he came in, but she interrupted him and he didn't even get to say a word.

She suddenly stopped.

That person... must be one of Yu Chen's subordinates, right?

He came here to report something?

They must see each other frequently, but Yu Chen... wasn't he under house arrest?

Su Wuli was stunned for a moment.

Shouldn't people under house arrest be kept locked up and not allowed to see outsiders?

Even if there are subordinates, the handover should take place at the door or through the door.

How can you just walk in?

Still free to come and go?

She looked up and glanced at the door again.

The door was closed.

But when that person came in, the door was pushed open from the outside.

There is no lock.

There was no one guarding the outside.

strangeness.

But the doubt only lasted a few seconds before it dissipated.

Because this is a dream.

Anything is possible in dreams.

There were so many people at the awards ceremony before, and backstage someone suddenly went to find her, but none of those things actually happened...

Once she thought about it that way, her doubts disappeared.

She lowered her head, watching him eat the self-heating rice, and the corners of her mouth curved up again.

He took a bite, looked up at her, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Su Wuli shook her head.

Outside.

Shadow Falcon took a deep breath as he stood in front of the door, knowing he shouldn't knock again.

He had seen things he shouldn't have seen on those two occasions.

According to the rules, he should now obediently step down and wait for the prince to summon him.

But this letter in my hand can't wait.

Military intelligence from the border was delivered by express courier, and not a moment could be wasted.

He took another deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Three times.

The room fell silent for a moment.

"Come in," Yu Chen's voice came from outside.

Zhou Yinghun pushed open the door, then stood frozen in the doorway once more.

They saw their prince sitting in a chair, and the woman sitting on the man's lap.

He had one arm around her waist, and with the other hand he was holding chopsticks and eating the box of... rice.

The Shadow Falcon opened its mouth, but the words it was about to say were choked back in its throat.

Su Wuli looked at the person who came in, and then glanced at her own posture as she sat in Yu Chen's lap.

She looked somewhat embarrassed and tried to get off his lap, but as soon as she made a move, the hand across her waist suddenly tightened.

"Don't move."

She couldn't move and could only sit obediently in his lap.

Su Wuli looked up at the person standing at the door with some embarrassment.

She noticed that the other person's gaze fell on her but quickly shifted away, then looked at the unheated self-heating rice next to them.

Then she suddenly spoke up, "Do you want some?"

The Shadow Falcon was stunned.

Eat? What to eat?

Seeing this, Su Wuli pointed to the several boxes of self-heating rice on the table, "There are still a few boxes left, I'll make them for you, it'll be quick."

Zhou Yinghun stared at her in astonishment, then looked at his own lord.

Yu Chen didn't speak, but his chopsticks paused for a moment, and he looked up.

His gaze was indifferent.

However, the hairs on the back of the Shadow Falcon immediately stood on end.

"No, no need," Zhou Yingjun blurted out, his voice cracking slightly. "I'm not hungry, thank you, young lady..."

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli sat up slightly from Yu Chen's arms and reached for the boxes of self-heating rice.

"It's okay, it's very simple, I'll take it apart and show you..."

Yu Chen suddenly raised his hand and pressed down on her wrist. The movement was very light, but the meaning was very clear.

Su Wuli paused, then turned to look at him.

Yu Chen didn't look at her, but only at the person standing at the door.

The Shadow Falcon was frozen in place by that gaze, not daring to move.

Su Wuli looked at Yu Chen, then at the man at the door, and then at the boxes of rice on the table.

Suddenly a thought popped into my head: Do NPCs in dreams eat too?

Do they need to eat? Won't they get hungry?

She was a little curious.

Then, looking at Yu Chen, she whispered, "He seems to really want to eat it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Chen looked down at her.

Su Wuli bit her lip and didn't continue speaking.

He seemed a little... unhappy.

However, the next second, Yu Chen released her wrist.

"Don't move," he said, glancing at the person at the door. "I'll do it."

Upon hearing this, Shadow Falcon's breath caught in his throat, and his knees buckled, nearly causing him to kneel down.

Su Wuli hadn't reacted yet when she heard that.

Yu Chen reached out and took a new box of self-heating rice, unpacked it, and took out the contents one by one.

He imitated Su Wuli by opening the heating pack bag, pouring in water, adding rice and vegetables, and then closing the lid.

Then he placed the lunchbox on the table and pushed it a little closer to the Shadow Falcon.

He said in a deep voice, "Wait."

Shadow Falcon stood there, staring at the box that had started to smoke, his back soaked with cold sweat.

It was dismantled by the prince himself.

The prince placed it himself.

The prince personally pushed it in front of him.

His throat moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to.

He was still clutching the military intelligence letter in his hand, and forgot to hand it over.

The room was so quiet that only the faint sound of the steaming lunchbox could be heard.

Su Wuli sat in Yu Chen's lap and looked at the man, suddenly realizing that he had been standing the whole time.

He just stood there with his head down, the silence a little awkward.

Su Wuli instinctively wanted to speak up to ease the tension, "Excuse me, what's your name?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man immediately bowed and cupped his hands, saying, "My name is Shadow Falcon."

Su Wuli nodded, smiled, and introduced herself, "Hello, my name is Su Wuli."

After saying that, the large hand around her waist suddenly tightened, and Yu Chen pressed her closer into his arms.

Su Wuli turned to look at him and saw that his jaw was a little tense.

But he didn't say anything. She then turned to Shadow Falcon and said, "Please sit down."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly knelt down on one knee.