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

He looked at her silently for a few seconds, then slowly lowered his hand that had been trying to tug at her clothes, letting it fall back to his side.

"Hmm," he responded in a low voice, then closed his eyes again.

He leaned his head back on the soft couch, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

Does this mean...I agree?

Su Wuli breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly climbed off him.

The soft couch had limited space, so she almost rolled onto the floor. Not caring about her awkward posture, she stumbled a bit before regaining her balance.

When her feet touched the ground, she realized that her legs were a little weak.

She didn't dare look back at him and quickly walked to the simple wooden table in the corner of the room.

I then picked up the kettle, which was still more than half full of water; I had no idea how long it had been sitting there.

He poured himself a cup and carried it back to the soft couch.

Yu Chen kept his eyes closed, his breathing heavy.

Su Wuli held the cup to his lips. "Water."

Yu Chen didn't open his eyes, but simply turned his head slightly and took a sip from her hand.

His brow relaxed for a moment, but quickly furrowed again, as if that wasn't enough.

Seeing that he seemed to want to drink more, Su Wuli quickly turned around and poured him another cup.

This time she poured a little more, carefully carried it back, and gently pressed the rim of the cup against his chapped lips.

He drank very quickly, perhaps due to extreme thirst caused by a high fever.

The cold liquid rushed into his throat, and he swallowed instinctively, his Adam's apple bobbing rapidly.

Some of it spilled out of his mouth before he could swallow it.

It flows along the jawline, past the prominent Adam's apple, and slides deep into the collar.

The wet skin reflected a slight sheen in the dim light.

Su Wuli didn't think much and reached out almost instinctively.

The fingertip touched the skin on the side of the man's neck; it was burning hot and damp.

She awkwardly wiped away the water stains that had dripped down Yu Chen's face.

He froze abruptly after finishing the movement, his fingertips still feeling the unusual heat and dampness of his skin.

He pointed to his Adam's apple, which then twitched slightly.

The man's breath seemed to catch in his throat for a moment.

He still didn't open his eyes, but his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Su Wuli quickly withdrew her hand, her fingertips curling up and hiding at her side.

Her face started to burn again, even more so than when he questioned her earlier.

He looked down at the half-full glass of water still in his hand.

"...Want some more?" Her voice was very soft, almost inaudible.

Yu Chen didn't speak, he just shook his head.

His brow was furrowed due to the high fever and discomfort, and his breathing remained heavy and hot.

Su Wuli put the cup on the ground and remained squatting by the tatami.

I didn't dare sit back down, nor did I dare touch him again.

Just as she was casually glancing around, she suddenly noticed a gaze falling on her.

She turned her head abruptly and saw Yu Chen's deep eyes looking at her.

Su Wuli thought he wanted water again, so she subconsciously got up to get a cup.

"Come up."

Su Wuli froze in mid-air, staring at him, her mind momentarily blank.

Come up? Where to?

Then, her gaze fell back to his still burning chest, and back to the spot where she had just been lying.

My cheeks suddenly burned.

He told her... to lie back down herself?

He forcibly pulled her up just now; it was unexpected and she was forced to endure it.

But now, he's making her... willingly lie down on him?

This……

Su Wuli stood frozen in place, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet.

The fingertips curled and loosened, relaxed and curled again.

Her eyes darted away, avoiding his gaze and looking at that spot.

My mind was in complete turmoil, filled with shame and panic...

Time passed slowly, but she didn't move.

Yu Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and the slight dizziness caused by the high fever in his eyes was replaced by impatience.

He took a breath, and his intact right hand suddenly moved, as if trying to raise it.

Su Wuli noticed that the wound on his left arm was also aggravated.

Startled, she pounced on him without thinking and pressed down on his arms as he tried to raise them.

"Don't move," she said urgently, "the wound..."

Yu Chen stopped, remained silent, and simply stared intently at her, waiting.

Su Wuli was caught in a dilemma.

The fingers pressing on his arm tightened and then loosened.

She bit her lower lip, her face burning hot, and even her neck flushed pink.

Finally, he closed his eyes, as if he had made a tremendous decision.

She released her grip on his hand and slowly climbed onto the soft couch.

The tatami mat swayed slightly because of her movements.

She carefully avoided the side of his injured left arm and knelt on the edge of the couch.

Her body hung above him, hesitant, unable to fall for a long time.

This position is even more embarrassing than when he forced me to lie on top of him earlier.

She could clearly see his face, which was flushed an abnormally red from a high fever.

You could see his Adam's apple bobbing and his chest rising and falling slightly.

The man's gaze remained fixed on her, unwavering.

Su Wuli held her breath, closed her eyes, steeled her resolve, and finally released her grip.

He carefully lay down on his stomach.

Her chest pressed against his burning chest again, and her cheek buried in the crook of his neck once more.

This time, all the sensations became exceptionally clear and shy because of the initiative.

His skin radiated an intense heat that almost melted her.

Su Wuli unconsciously gripped a piece of fabric at his side.

Yu Chen seemed finally satisfied.

He let out a muffled sigh, raised his right hand, and went around her shoulder.

His palm, burning hot, pressed against her lower back, drawing her closer to him. "Sleep."

She hesitated for a moment, then placed the strip of anti-inflammatory medicine she had just gotten from drinking water into the man's burning hot palm.

His palms were large and dry and hot from the heat.

"This," she said slowly, trying to be as clear as possible, "is an anti-inflammatory. If you... if you still have a fever during the day and your wound hurts, take two tablets at a time with warm water."

Yu Chen half-closed his eyes, his gaze falling on his palm before moving to her face.

He had a high fever, but his brow twitched slightly when he heard her words.

She responded softly, her fingers slowly closing to hold the medicine in her palm.

He then closed his eyes again, and his breathing quickly became heavy and even.

He fell asleep.

Su Wuli stared blankly at his face as he quickly drifted into sleep.

The high fever made him sleep soundly, but his brows were still slightly furrowed due to discomfort.

She lay on top of him; the bed was hard, and his body was even harder, his chest rising and falling with his breath, making her chest feel stuffy.

The arm was placed behind her waist with considerable force, firmly holding her in that position.

Su Wuli felt like a human-shaped body pillow.

Time passed slowly, and she remained stiff at first.

Later, unable to endure it any longer, my body gradually relaxed, and I completely surrendered my weight to him.

The man's body heat seeped through her clothes, making her feel drowsy.

I pressed my ear against his neck, listening to his heartbeat gradually calming down.

The medicine seemed to be taking effect; his breathing was no longer so hot and rapid, but became long and even.

Just a second before her eyelids drooped and her consciousness was about to sink into darkness.

A muffled sound entered her ears.

"Mother..."

With the characteristic slurred speech of someone delirious with a high fever...

Su Wuli's confused mind didn't react.

The doubts, like ripples on the water, were quickly suppressed by a heavy sleepiness.