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

His hands were on her waist, and she was being pulled along by him.

Like river lanterns floating downstream in a stream.

Su Wuli thought of the lamp from last night; she just couldn't get it working properly...

Yu Chen took it and placed it steadily in the base.

His fingers are long, and he does everything with ease and composure.

Her fingers slid down the back of his neck and gripped the back of his shirt.

His fingers hooked around the edge of her undershirt, and she didn't bother to stop him.

She gently pulled down her inner garment, and the fabric slid off her shoulders.

The morning light fell on her skin, making it dazzlingly white.

She then realized what was happening and reached out to block it, but it was too late.

"Is it difficult?" he asked again.

She turned her face to one side and glanced at the river lantern in her hand.

The voice was forced out of his throat, "Difficult."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man chuckled softly.

"It's not difficult." His lips brushed against her skin.

Su Wuli gripped his hair tightly, and his breathing became heavier.

She let go.

Yu Chen looked up at her, the morning light falling into his eyes.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, her lips pressed against his neck.

When you call his name, your voice is soft and gentle.

"Yu Chen..."

"Candles," he kindly reminded him.

Su Wuli buried her face in the crook of his neck and responded with a muffled "Mmm..."

The man's prominent Adam's apple bobbed.

A pale hand slid down from his hair and rested on his shoulder, hanging limply.

He lowered his head and said, "I prepared so many lamps last night."

Her face flushed red as she reached out and punched his chest.

It's not heavy, and it's soft and fluffy.

He grasped her hand and pressed it against his chest, raising an eyebrow slightly. "What? Is what I said not true?"

Su Wuli thought for a moment, but didn't know what to say.

What he said was indeed true.

She was cursing him in her heart when Yu Chen suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse, "It hurts."

Su Wuli was stunned for a moment, thinking that the slap mark on his face still hurt.

She reached out and touched his face.

He turned his head and kissed her palm, a hint of something flashing in his eyes.

Then he spoke a few words silently.

Su Wuli's face burned even hotter, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

He held on tightly, then lowered his head and pressed his lips against her collarbone.

She closed her eyes, her fingers gripping the mattress.

His knuckles turned white from gripping the fist so tightly.

He leaned down and asked, "How many lights did you install last night?"

Su Wuli buried her face in the crook of his neck, her lips pressed against his neck, "Don't say anything..."

The bird outside the window chirped again.

He then took her hand and pressed it onto the pillow.

Su Wuli turned her head to look at the two people's clasped hands.

Yu Chen's fingers gripped her hand, and her hand involuntarily tightened.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Then the candle was lit...

The flame flickered in the wick of the lamp, then settled.

It drifted slowly away on the water.

The flame was small, but it stayed lit.

It cannot be extinguished by the wind, nor can it be flooded by the water.

Su Wuli looked at the lantern drifting away and remembered the wish she had made.

He leaned down and asked, "What did you wish for?"

Su Wuli shook her head, "If I say it... it won't work..."

He responded with a sound of agreement and did not ask any further questions.

His fingers slipped out from between her fingers, his palm pressed against the back of her hand, and his thumb slowly rubbed against the back of her hand.

Su Wuli bit her lip and lifted her head from the crook of his neck to look at his face, where the handprint was still red.

She reached out and touched it, and he turned his head to kiss her palm gently, then kissed her fingers.

River lanterns float on the water.

It's burning in the wick, and it hasn't gone out since last night.

"Yu Chen... Ah... Ah Chen..."

"Um……"

"Yu Chen..."

"Yes, I'm here."

The flickering lights of the river lanterns looked like countless stars falling into the river.

The river lanterns have drifted far away, but they are still lit.

Her hands were small, and when he held them, they felt like jade embedded in a wooden base.

He looked into her eyes, and she looked into his eyes.

She opened her mouth, but Yu Chen lowered his head and kissed her, swallowing the broken sounds.

I don't know how long I've been drifting, or where I'm going to drift to.

She was afraid it would perish halfway, afraid it would be blocked by rocks, afraid it wouldn't drift to where it was meant to go.

He said last night that even if it dies, it will drift to where it's meant to go.

She didn't know if he was right or wrong, but she believed him.

The river lantern that Yu Chen had shoved into his hand had long since fallen onto the couch.

The candle has rolled away and disappeared somewhere.