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

No matter how much the prince dotes on his princess, he still slaps her in the face in front of the servants.

No, it's not allowed even if it's not in front of the servants.

That's a prince, the powerful regent of the current dynasty.

Her fingers gripped the hem of her skirt, and her lips began to tremble.

Qiaosheng's face turned from red to white; she was already thinking about how to beg for mercy.

Kneel down and say something like, "The princess is drunk," or "The princess didn't do it on purpose..."

No matter what I say, it's no use.

The relaxed atmosphere just moments before instantly froze.

After finishing, Su Wuli looked at her hands and said with some regret, "I didn't manage to swat any mosquitoes."

After saying that, she looked at his face and saw that a small patch of it was noticeably red.

She frowned, reached out and cupped the man's face, then leaned in and blew on it.

She pressed her lips against his skin, soothingly whispering, "Sweetie, it doesn't hurt."

His voice was soft and gentle, like he was comforting a wounded little animal.

After saying that, Su Wuli looked up into his eyes again, and asked with a hint of alcohol in her voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Yu Chen looked at her and said, "It hurts."

His voice was not loud, and his face was expressionless.

The sound startled the four people next to him, causing them to stop breathing and break out in a cold sweat.

Su Wuli frowned slightly upon hearing this, and cupped his face in her hands.

She pressed her red lips against the red mark.

He kissed her again and again, kissing her several times like a chick pecking at rice.

After kissing her, he asked again, "Does it hurt?"

"I'm feeling better," Yu Chen replied.

As soon as the words were spoken, the four people who had been holding their breath were all stunned.

What?

They looked in disbelief at the girl who had leaned back against their prince, and then at the man.

Those who couldn't believe it rubbed their eyes, but surprisingly, they didn't show the slightest displeasure.

Their lives...were saved?

The four of them looked at each other, having narrowly escaped death, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief after confirming the situation.

On the way back, Su Wuli lay on Yu Chen's back, her chin resting in the crook of his shoulder.

Eyes half-open, half-closed.

She looked up at the starry sky and suddenly patted Yu Chen on the shoulder.

The voice, strained from his throat and tinged with alcohol, said, "I want to sing."

Her loud announcement was delivered with an air of absolute authority, as if it were the most important thing of the night.

Yu Chen didn't stop walking; he turned his head and glanced at her.

"Yes, singing."

"I want to sing a song." Her voice suddenly became louder.

Chuhe, who was walking behind, looked up, and Qiaosheng also looked up. The two looked at each other.

Feng Xi quickly took two steps to catch up with Ying Falcon and asked in a low voice.

"Has the princess had too much to drink?"

Shadow Falcon rolled its eyes at him without answering, and didn't slow its pace.

Su Wuli cleared her throat, tilted her head back, and began to sing to the starry sky.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are..."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was off-key due to her drunkenness.

"Sparkling" took several turns, and eventually it disappeared.

She didn't care and continued singing confidently.

"Hanging in the sky, shining brightly, like many small eyes..."

She felt that singing alone wasn't enough, so she pointed to the brightest stars in the sky and drew a circle in the air with her finger.

She lay on his back, her voice close to his ear.

With each line he sang, his breath sprayed onto his earlobes, carrying the sweetness of osmanthus wine.

"I'm done singing," she said happily.

However, after waiting for a moment, she suddenly twisted her body on Yu Chen's back.

"Why isn't anyone clapping?" Her voice was filled with dissatisfaction, and her lips were already pouting.

As soon as she finished speaking, Chuhe was the first to react, and immediately clapped her hands, saying, "You're amazing, girl!"

The other three also quickly clapped.

Feng Xi clapped his hands loudly, his steps faltering so much he almost stepped on the heel of the Shadow Falcon in front of him.

They quickly regained their composure, not daring to stop clapping.

Su Wuli was satisfied now, and the corners of her mouth turned up.

In a great mood, she kissed Yu Chen on the cheek.

The "smack" sound was very loud.

The applause for Chu He paused for a moment, then quickly resumed.

Even harder than before.

Qiaosheng bit her lip, but the corners of her mouth were turned up so high she couldn't suppress it.

Feng Xi's clapping rhythm went off-beat again.

Su Wuli leaned on Yu Chen's shoulder and started singing again.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are..."

I sang louder this time than before, but I was still way off-key.

She sang as she gently swayed on his back, her toes tapping in rhythm.

Yu Chen lifted her up slightly.

She shifted on his back, finding a more comfortable position, and continued singing.

They sang all the way.

Back at the mountain villa, when she sang "Hanging in the sky, shining brightly," she reached out to grab the lantern.

However, her fingertips couldn't reach it through the halo of light, and she shook her feet anxiously.

Yu Chen took a step back and then bounced her up a little.

Only after they bumped into each other did they pull their hands back, put them on his shoulder, and continue singing.

Feng Xi listened to the off-key singing from behind, and the corners of her mouth curled up several times.

Every time it sticks up, I quickly press it down; I don't dare to laugh.

Qiaosheng's steps were much lighter than when she arrived.

Su Wuli finished singing the last line, her voice squeezing out from her throat, as soft as a dream.

"The sky is full of little stars..."

After she finished singing, she buried her face in Yu Chen's neck and didn't move.

Her hand slid down from his shoulder and hung at her side, swaying gently with the rhythm of his walk.

His breathing gradually became lighter, changing from humming a tune to even breaths spraying on his neck.

Yu Chen turned his head and glanced at her.

Once I found her asleep, I calmed down considerably.

……

When Su Wuli opened her eyes, it was already dawn.

She calmed herself down and subconsciously turned her head away.

Yu Chen was still lying next to her, breathing steadily, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

I stared at his face for a few seconds and suddenly noticed the handprint on his face.

It was particularly jarring on his face.

My mind felt like it had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and I instantly became clear-headed.

Memories of last night are flooding back.

She stared at her hands in disbelief; there were mosquitoes, and then…

Su Wuli recalled what she had done back then, and for a moment she felt like dying.

I want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and disappear to the other side of the earth, or I want her to disappear right now and return to reality.

However, the more this happens, the less likely it is to happen.

Yu Chen didn't seem to be waking up.

Su Wuli slowly lifted a corner of the blanket, and the chill that rushed in made her shiver.

Then she carefully pulled herself out of the blanket and slowly moved towards the foot of the bed.

Then he slowly stepped over his legs, one foot on the ground and the other still on the bed.

She was straddling his lap, her posture so awkward it resembled a turtle unable to flip over.

Su Wuli braced herself against the edge of the bed, trying to pull herself out of her turtle shell.

Suddenly, a hand appeared on her waist.

He held her waist firmly but not too hard, and pressed her down.

Her body, which was already holding up above the man, couldn't withstand the slightest movement, and she collapsed onto him.