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

Shadow Falcon immediately bowed, "Yes."

Without a doubt, the prince's orders must be carried out.

But the doubt in my heart only grew stronger.

The herbal decoctions prescribed by the physicians of the manor to promote blood circulation, regenerate muscle, and prevent heat toxicity have always been the routine for Yu Chen after his injury.

But now it's stopped because of this unfamiliar white film?

Feng Xi couldn't help but secretly raise her eyes and quickly glance at the man's expression.

It seems... it really does look a bit cleaner than yesterday?

Could that white pill really be some kind of miracle cure?

Yu Chen walked to his desk and began to process the confidential letters and military reports that he had to review that day.

Soon, only the faint sound of turning pages remained in the study.

..........................................

The crew of "The Flame of Love" moved to a neighboring city for filming.

They film during the day and stay in hotels at night.

After several days of intense filming, Su Wuli was not in good condition.

Moreover, she felt like she was being watched by a pair of eyes these past two days.

However, with so many people and so many eyes on set, including staff, extras, and occasionally paparazzi and fans, it's common for their gazes to cross.

During the break, Su Wuli subconsciously looked around.

The stagehands were moving equipment, the makeup artist was touching up the makeup of other actors, and a few young girls playing maids were chatting and laughing together—everything seemed normal.

Outside the iron fence at the entrance of the scenic area in the distance, you can indeed see some blurry figures holding up mobile phones or cameras.

They are fans or fan site administrators who followed them.

Perhaps she was just too tired and overly sensitive.

Su Wuli comforted herself by pinching her brow hard.

Seeing this, Su Yuan asked, "Wuli, are you very tired?"

"Hmm, a little." Su Wuli rubbed her head.

"Finish work early and get some rest today."

Su Wuli nodded.

As we finished work, the late summer breeze carried a chill, giving us goosebumps.

Su Wuli wrapped her coat tighter and took a car back to the hotel.

On the way, she couldn't help but turn back and look out through the tinted car window.

The parking lot was much emptier in the twilight, with only a few film crew buses and a few scattered private cars.

Nothing unusual.

Back in the hotel room, Su Yuan ordered a light dinner for her.

He kept nagging her to get some rest before she went back to her own room.

Su Wuli didn't have much of an appetite and only ate a few bites before putting the rest down.

Su Yuan sent me a message saying she was going out for a while and to call her if anything came up.

After taking a shower, Su Wuli subconsciously closed the window tightly.

Perhaps it was the feeling of being spied on during the day that made her uneasy.

I lay in bed but couldn't fall asleep. In the darkness, my ears became unusually sensitive.

The faint sound of water in the bathroom, the subtle whirring of air from the air conditioner vents...

Everything was magnified.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but in her hazy state, she seemed to hear a "click".

It sounds like... a door lock turning?

She woke up instantly, held her breath, and her heart pounded wildly in her chest.

The room was deathly silent, except for the sound of her own breathing.

Did you hear that right?

The hotel door lock was very secure, and she had locked it from the inside...

Just as she was trying to convince herself.

"Click".

Another sound.

It was clearer than before; I was definitely not mistaken. Someone was opening her door.

Su Wuli instantly sat up in bed, staring intently at the direction of the door.

The door blocked her view, but the feeling that someone was right outside was like a cold snake coiling around her spine.

run!

That was the only thought left in my mind.

She jumped off the bed barefoot, not even having time to put on shoes, and stumbled towards the bathroom in the room.

After going inside, I quickly locked the door.

Su Wuli leaned against the tiled wall and slid down to the ground.

He hugged his bent knees tightly with both arms, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

My teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

There was no sound outside the door.

There was no further movement to pick the lock, as if the two clicks of the lock just now were merely her hallucination.

But she knew it wasn't true.

Su Wuli curled up on the bathroom floor, hugging herself, her nails digging into the skin of her arms.

Fear overwhelmed all thoughts.

He wanted to call for help, and his hands were frantically searching his body, but he suddenly stopped.

My phone is outside.

Realizing this, my heart sank.

This floor is where the lead actors and their assistants live, but the other actors are filming night scenes and aren't here right now.

Time ticked by, and the bathroom had no windows, only an exhaust vent.

Darkness seemed to engulf everything, and silence remained outside the door.

Su Wuli dared not move, dared not make any sound, and even tried her best to suppress her breathing as lightly as possible.

The ears carefully picked up on any sound.

Perhaps that person has left?

Perhaps a hotel staff member just went to the wrong room?

Maybe... she really misheard?

Countless "maybes" swirled in my mind, but I couldn't shake off the fear.

She curled up in the corner of the bathroom, her breath caught deep in her throat.

"Teacher Su...Teacher Su Wuli? Are you inside?"

Suddenly, a male voice came from inside, clearly indicating that someone had already entered.

The other person deliberately spoke in a soft tone, with a strange accent.

Su Wuli's hair stood on end instantly.

She quickly covered her mouth, forcefully silencing the scream that almost escaped her lips.

All that remained was an uncontrollable, violent trembling of the body.

He knew her name.

He knew she was inside.

They weren't hotel staff, and they didn't go to the wrong room.

"I'm your fan, I especially love your acting," the man's voice continued.

It even carried a hint of a smile, coming through the door, muffled and strained.

"I've liked you since your debut. You act so well, unlike those pretty faces these days."

Su Wuli's nails dug into the flesh of her arm, the pain keeping her conscious.

She dared not make a sound, dared not respond to him.

"I've been following the film crew for several days, just wanting to see you in person, but there are too many people during the day to get close."

The voice paused, as if sighing, with a hint of grievance.

"I finally got in... Could you come out for a second? We'll just meet briefly, say a few words, and then I'll leave. Really, I promise."

ensure?

Su Wuli shook her head subconsciously; only a madman would believe such a guarantee.

"Teacher Su? Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."

The man outside the door spoke in an even softer, more cloying voice.

"I just like you so much. You look so handsome and beautiful when you ride a horse and shoot arrows... I think about you every night..."

The content of their conversation started to seem off.

Beneath the feigned politeness, a twisted obsession and a sense of aggression seep out.

Su Wuli felt a churning in her stomach and felt nauseous.

She curled herself up even tighter, pressing her forehead against her cold knees, and closed her eyes tightly.

It was as if this would shut out that sound.

"Come out now, Teacher Su."

The voice outside the door carried a hint of urging and impatience.

"I know you're in there. The bathroom door lock isn't very strong; it wouldn't be difficult for me to get in..."

The threat in that statement is blatantly obvious.