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

Overwhelmed by instinctive fear, Su Wuli held her breath, her body stiffening.

A suppressed groan followed, but it was quickly swallowed by silence.

It's none other than someone else.

It's him.

"You...are you injured?" Su Wuli's voice was soft and tentative.

It felt light and airy in the thick darkness and the stench of blood.

There was a few seconds of silence in the darkness.

Then, the man's hoarse voice rang out, "None of your business."

Su Wuli blinked in the darkness.

As I gradually adapted to the dim environment, I could vaguely make out where Yu Chen was.

She didn't move, nor did she ask any more questions.

The only sounds in the air were his unsteady breathing and the lingering smell of blood.

After a long while, Su Wuli tentatively took a small step in that direction.

I touched something soft under my feet, like a carpet.

She moved forward a little further and reached out to explore her surroundings.

Unexpectedly, her fingertips touched a sticky piece of fabric, and then the arm muscles beneath it.

And... warm liquid.

is blood.

Su Wuli subconsciously withdrew her hand abruptly, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

"Where...can we light the lamp?" Her voice trembled slightly.

"Don't order it." His voice rang out immediately, carrying a hint of command.

Su Wuli didn't understand why she couldn't light the lamp.

He was so badly injured...

But she dared not ask, even though he sounded weak at that moment.

After standing in the darkness for a moment, she finally turned around and, relying on her memory and the faintest sense of light, groped her way forward.

She remembered the layout of the room.

Following the wall, I finally reached the window frame and forcefully tore the curtain open a crack.

The cool moonlight immediately streamed in, illuminating a central area of ​​the room.

By the moonlight, Su Wuli could finally see clearly.

Yu Chen was sitting on the floor behind his desk, his back against the desk leg.

The left sleeve was torn open at the shoulder, and dark blood was clearly visible soaking through half of the garment.

It was even dripping down his arm, forming a small puddle on the ground.

His face was shockingly pale in the moonlight, his forehead was soaked with sweat, and his jawline was taut.

Su Wuli's heart tightened at the sight.

She searched the house quickly by the moonlight.

There was a low cabinet in the corner with a copper basin and a kettle on it. I went over and tried the kettle; the water was cold.

Su Wuli picked up the kettle and copper basin, and then saw several clean cloths folded up next to it.

She carried the things back to his side and squatted down.

Yu Chen raised his eyes and glanced at her, his gaze devoid of emotion in the moonlight.

He didn't speak, nor did he stop it.

Seeing this, Su Wuli placed the copper basin on the ground and poured water on it.

He then picked up a cloth, soaked it, and placed it near the edge of the wound on his left arm.

A very low groan escaped his throat.

Su Wuli was so startled that her hand trembled, and the cloth almost fell off.

"I'm...I'm sorry...I'll be gentler..."

She dared not touch the center of the wound again, but carefully wiped away the bloodstains around it.

I was already afraid to see these things, and my hands were shaking uncontrollably.

Several times, as the cloth brushed against the exposed skin, I could feel the man's body trembling slightly.

But he didn't say anything more, only kept his eyes tightly closed and his lips pressed into a thin line.

The clear water was quickly stained red.

She changed the basin and the cloth.

Gradually, the skin around the wound became visible. The wound was long and looked gruesome.

Su Wuli's forehead was beaded with sweat, and her fingers trembled slightly from the force she exerted.

She tried to move as gently as possible, but some sticky scabs and dirt had to be cleaned off.

The wound is so deep.

Su Wuli looked at the torn flesh and felt a strange pang of sadness.

It must hurt a lot.

She knew what it felt like to have her skin torn open...

"How...did you get this?" she asked softly, her hands still moving.

Yu Chen did not answer.

With eyes closed, breathing heavily.

Judging from his appearance, he probably didn't treat his injury and is just enduring it alone here.

Even... he fainted from excessive blood loss...

That's when I entered my dream.

Su Wuli dared not think about it.

Finally, the skin around the wound was almost completely cleaned.

She picked up the last clean cloth, gestured with it, and tried to wrap the wound.

He asked in a low voice, "No medicine?"

Yu Chen closed his eyes, shook his head, and sweat slid down his temples.

Su Wuli bit her lip.

The only option was to fold the cloth into a long strip and carefully begin wrapping it around.

When the bandage reached the wound, she had to press it down a little harder.

Only then can it achieve the effects of stopping bleeding and immobilizing the affected area.

The man's breathing suddenly became heavier, and the veins on his neck bulged slightly.

Su Wuli held her breath and quickly wrapped and knotted the knot.

The wound was finally bandaged up, and the bleeding seemed to have slowed down a bit.

After doing all this, she was so exhausted that she almost collapsed and sat on the ground, panting slightly.

The room was completely silent.

The only sounds were their intertwined breaths and the faint sound of the wind outside the window.

After a long while, the man's voice finally broke through the silence.

There was a hollowness in the moonlight. "Why did you save me?"

Su Wuli was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him.

Yu Chen remained leaning against the desk, his eyes closed.

"Because..." she answered instinctively, her voice very soft, "you're injured."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man let out a soft snort and muttered, "How naive..."

After saying that, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on her face, as if scrutinizing her, or as if confirming something.

"What if it's a ruse?" he asked, his voice calm and even.

Su Wuli was taken aback, not understanding. "...What?"

"If I intentionally injured myself..." He stared into her eyes.

He said, enunciating each word clearly, "Would you take the opportunity to poison that cloth or the water?"

Su Wuli was completely stunned.

Looking into his unfathomable eyes, one could see a kind of almost cruel scrutiny within them.

Under his gaze, Su Wuli felt as if her blood had frozen instantly.

She opened her mouth, her mind blank, the man's words echoing in her ears.

Overwhelmed by immense grievances and lingering fear, she was instantly engulfed.

My already sore nose became even more aggravated, and my eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She didn't even realize that tears were falling.

"...I didn't think that much about it." Her voice was thick with tears, and she cried even harder. "I just felt...that losing so much blood would hurt..."

Su Wuli lowered her head, not wanting him to see her disheveled appearance.

A long silence fell over the room.

The next instant, a blood-stained hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.

She gasped unexpectedly, her body being pulled forward, her forehead colliding with a hard, hot chest.

The strong smell of blood and his chilling aura hit you.

Before Su Wuli could react, her chin was grabbed by another hand, forcing her to lift her face.

Under the moonlight, she looked at his face, which was so close to hers, through her teary eyes.

His eyes were terrifyingly deep, filled with complex emotions she couldn't decipher.

Then, he lowered his head.

His burning lips pressed against her cheeks, roughly scraping over the tear stains.

The wiping was rough and forceful, almost violent.

He wiped his tears everywhere.

Finally, his lips stopped at the corner of her eye, and he spoke with a lingering hoarseness.

"……stupid."