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

He wrung out a cloth and wiped his waist and abdomen, the cloth gliding over his abdominal muscles.

The muscles in my waist and abdomen tense up when I rub them, then relax as I move them over, tensing up and relaxing again.

Su Wuli's fingers trembled uncontrollably, and she dared not wipe any further.

My gaze fell on his waistband.

It is clear.

Her face flushed, and her hands trembled even more violently.

She looked up and met the man's darkened eyes, which enveloped her with an aggressive gaze.

She opened her mouth, her voice tinged with shy anxiety, "There are a lot of people outside."

She regretted it as soon as she said it, wishing she could bite off her tongue right then and there.

Seeing his anxious and embarrassed expression, Yu Chen chuckled.

With a slightly hoarse voice, he asked, "What did I say I was going to do?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli opened and closed her lips but could not utter a word.

Indeed, he didn't say anything; it was her own imagination that led her to that conclusion.

Su Wuli met his teasing smile and, somewhat annoyed, threw the handkerchief in her hand at him.

The handkerchief fell damply onto his chest, leaving a small water stain.

He took the handkerchief and looked down at the wet patch on his chest.

"Wipe it yourself," Su Wuli said, turning around and sitting down on the bed.

With his back to him, he gripped the mattress with his fingers, his ears burning red.

Yu Chen didn't speak; only the sound of a handkerchief being wrung out could be heard.

The sound of water droplets falling into the basin continued, one after another.

Su Wuli heard it clearly and looked down at her fingers.

Suddenly, footsteps approached from behind.

Yu Chen sat down next to her, and Su Wuli subconsciously turned her head away.

He had already dried himself off, but his bare upper body still had water droplets remaining.

Crystal clear.

The cloth was draped over the rim of the basin; the heat had dissipated.

She looked at his clean face, then her gaze went down to his skin, which was slightly red from being wiped with hot water.

She hastily looked away.

The man's hand gently brushed against her cheek, causing Su Wuli to catch her breath and her eyelashes to tremble slightly.

Su Wuli turned her head away from him.

His hand slowly moved down, finally stopping on her chin and turning her face towards him.

Are you angry?

She neither shook her head nor nodded, offering him no answer.

Yu Chen looked at her pursed lips and silent, and gently rubbed her chin with his fingertip.

Su Wuli raised her hand and slapped his hand away, then stood up and carried the basin of water to the side of the tent, bending down to place it outside.

A cold wind blew in through the gaps, making her flinch, and she quickly lowered the tent flap.

He turned around.

Yu Chen was still sitting there, watching her.

Su Wuli bit her lip, walked back, and sat down next to him.

"Put your clothes on."

Yu Chen glanced down at his bare upper body, then looked up at her.

No action was taken.

"You took it off." His voice carried a hint of deliberate intent. "You're going to help me put it back on."

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli glared at him, then turned away and ignored him.

He sat there without moving, and didn't go to get his clothes.

After a moment of silence inside the tent, the sound of a shadow falcon suddenly came from outside the tent flap.

"Your Highness, the lieutenants have arrived."

Yu Chen turned his head to look in the direction of the tent flap and replied, "Immediately."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked directly towards the tent flap.

Seeing this, Su Wuli took two quick steps forward and placed her hand on his chest.

Her hands were cold as they touched his skin.

Su Wuli looked up and saw the man's upturned lips.

Realizing he had been tricked again, he abruptly withdrew his hand.

But he turned around, walked to the box, opened the lid, and rummaged through the clothes inside.

She took it out, unfolded it, walked back, and stood in front of him.

She tiptoed and draped her inner garment over his shoulders.

Yu Chen bent down to help her put the sleeves on.

Pull up his left sleeve, then go around to his right and pull up his right sleeve.

She walked around to stand in front of him and helped him straighten his collar.

The ties were wrapped around twice and tied in a knot.

Then he took a dark-colored outer robe.

Yu Chen readily opened his arms.

Su Wuli glared at him irritably, then draped her robe over his shoulders.

Pull the robe straight from behind and go around to the front to tie the belt.

She wrapped the belt around her hand twice and fastened it.

Then he straightened the hem of his robe, took a step back, and said, "All done."

Yu Chen looked down at the robe she had tied so neatly on his body.

He looked up at her.

Su Wuli turned around, lowered her head, and began tidying up the clothes in the box, neatly folding the rumpled clothes and putting them back in their original stack.

After waiting for a while and hearing no movement behind her, Su Wuli finally couldn't hold back any longer.

She slammed the lid back on the box, turned around, and shooed him away, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Let's go right away." Yu Chen replied, lifting the curtain and leaving.

Su Wuli stood for a while, then sat down by the bed and picked up the military book that Yu Chen often read and flipped through it.

I don't understand.

He then closed the book, put it back on the low table, and poured himself a glass of water to drink.

He stood up, walked to the tent flap, and lifted it.

The snow outside has stopped.

The ground was covered in a blanket of white snow, and the footprints were half-covered by the fresh snow, leaving only shallow pits.

The tents in the camp were packed tightly together, their canvases covered in snow.

Su Wuli stood by the tent flap, watching the soldiers walking back and forth. She suddenly remembered the wounded soldiers she had just brought back from outside, and it seemed that there were quite a few of them.

Anyway, she doesn't have anything else to do right now.

The wounded soldiers' camp was to the east, separated by a tent.

As Su Wuli followed her memory, the curtain was lifted, and a smell wafted out, a mixture of blood and medicinal broth.

It smells terrible.

She bent down and crawled inside, then stood at the doorway.

The medics were seen squatting beside the wounded soldiers, quickly treating their wounds.

Hearing the noise, several people looked up and saw her.

His gaze lingered on her face for a moment before he lowered his head and continued with his work.

Dr. Sun placed the medicine bowl in his hand on the wooden box next to him, stood up and walked towards her.

His hands were still stained with medicine as he stood in front of her and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"Young Master Su, does His Highness have any instructions?"

Hearing the way the other person addressed her, Su Wuli couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

After all, her attempt at dressing as a man didn't seem to be very successful.

But everyone still calls her Young Master Su.

"I'll help," Su Wuli replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dr. Sun was stunned for a moment, and several other doctors next to him also looked up in surprise.

Their gazes swept across her face, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Young Master Su, these creatures are filthy—" Doctor Sun began.

"I can do it," Su Wuli interrupted him.

Su Wuli looked into his eyes and said firmly.

Dr. Sun looked at her for a moment, then said nothing more.

He then stepped aside and pointed to a corner, "Those few with minor injuries over there, it's time for their dressings to be changed. If Young Master Su wants to..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "If it's convenient, could you help me change it?"

"Okay." Su Wuli nodded, walked over and squatted down.

The wounded soldier lay on the floor, his arm wrapped in bandages that had turned yellow.

Seeing that it was Su Wuli who came to help him change his dressing, he subconsciously stepped back.

"Don't move," Su Wuli said, stopping the soldier as she looked up to meet his helpless gaze.

She paused, realizing why the other person was acting this way.

Su Wuli smiled at him, "I might not be very skilled. If I hurt you, just say so."

After saying that, she ignored the other person's expression and reached out to untie the bandage.

I was afraid of hurting him, so I moved very slowly.

The bandages were peeled off layer by layer, revealing the wound underneath.

It was a knife wound, a cut from the elbow to the wrist, the skin and flesh were torn open and the edges were red and swollen.

Su Wuli frowned and placed the removed bandages into the empty bowl next to her.

Then I picked up the bottle of iodine and poured some onto the gauze.

"Just bear with it, the pain will subside soon." Her voice was soft.

The wounded soldier looked at the gauze in her hand, somewhat flattered, and dared not speak.

He simply turned his face to one side, gritting his teeth in preparation.

When the iodine was applied, his arm tensed and his brow furrowed.

Seeing the other person enduring the pain, Su Wuli softened her movements considerably.

I cleaned the wound with iodine solution and wiped away the oozing pus and scabs.

The wounded soldier gritted his teeth and forced out a muffled groan.

Su Wuli put down the iodine bottle, quickly took a new pack of gauze, unwrapped it, applied it to the wound, and then secured it with medical tape.

"All done." She breathed a sigh of relief after the bandage was finished; it was a pretty successful result.

The wounded soldier turned his head to look at the glaringly white gauze on his arm, then looked at her, and his lips moved slightly.

"Thank you, Young Master Su."

"No need to thank me." Su Wuli shook her head and smiled at him. "You are the ones who go to the battlefield to fight the enemy; it is we who should thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldier's dark face flushed slightly.