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

Su Wuli did not answer.

She pulled her hand away from his waist and placed it on his chest.

Then she spoke softly, "I've never seen anything like that before."

Upon hearing this, Yu Chen hugged her tighter.

She was doing very well at home, with hot showers and a soft bed.

There would be no sudden shouts of battle in the middle of the night, nor would arrows fly over her head and embed themselves in the tent behind her.

She shouldn't have seen these things.

Yu Chen didn't want her to see any of this.

But he had no choice.

As long as he is still in this military camp, she will appear again and again.

I couldn't stop them, and I didn't know how to stop them.

Thinking this, Yu Chen suddenly had a terrible thought: what if she happened to be there when he went to the battlefield?

She just happened to appear next to him, and just happened to be caught in the crossfire.

Thinking this, his heart clenched, and he hugged the person in his arms tightly.

This battle cannot be delayed any longer; the sooner it ends, the better.

However, the original work did not describe this battle in detail, but only mentioned it briefly.

Whatever he does doesn't deviate from the plot, so it's not a big problem.

should.

Su Wuli leaned against the man's chest, and could clearly sense his absent-mindedness.

I looked up at his face in the darkness, but I couldn't see his expression.

She lowered her head and buried her face in his neck. "Were there many casualties?"

Her voice muffled in the crook of his neck.

"No," Yu Chen answered quickly.

She didn't ask any more questions.

But she couldn't help but think of the man who had made eye contact with her.

The man's gaze made her uncomfortable, like something was crawling on her skin.

I don't know how to describe it, but just thinking about it still sends chills down my spine.

"Who is that person?" she couldn't help but ask. "He doesn't look like an ordinary person."

Yu Chen lowered his head, his lips brushing against the top of her head, "The Third Prince of Beiyuan, Qi Zexun."

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli paused slightly.

She assumed the commander-in-chief would be sitting in the back, waiting for scouts to bring back news from the front lines.

She never expected that a prince, or even a commander-in-chief, would personally lead troops in a night raid.

Aren't you afraid of being captured?

Aren't you afraid the commander-in-chief will be gone before the battle even begins?

She could only come to one conclusion: the Third Prince of Beiyuan was a madman.

She remembered the way he looked at her, and a chill ran down her spine again.

She quickly buried her face even deeper into Yu Chen's neck.

"Go to sleep."

"Um."

With him beside her, Su Wuli quickly fell asleep.

…………

When I opened my eyes the next day, there was no one beside me.

The person had clearly been gone for a long time.

Su Wuli lay down for a while before getting up, washing up, eating breakfast, and then going to the wounded soldiers' camp.

The curtain was lifted, and Su Wuli bent down and crawled inside.

It was warmer inside than outside, and several charcoal braziers were burning.

Dr. Sun was squatting next to a wounded soldier, holding a medicine bowl and administering medicine to him.

He heard footsteps, looked up and saw it was her. He nodded, then lowered his head and continued drinking.

"Young Master Su has arrived."

"Mmm," Su Wuli responded, then walked over and squatted down next to him.

The wounded soldiers from last night have already been treated.

Several people were lying on the bunk, one of them with thick bandages wrapped around his neck.

Su Wuli glanced at the man's legs and then looked away.

The military doctors had been busy all night, and their eyes were dark circles.

Someone was dozing off against a wooden box, slowly rummaging through it.

He still held the pestle in his hand and didn't drop it.

Su Wuli walked over and gently took the pestle from his hand and placed it in the mortar.

Then he squatted down and folded the gauze that was scattered on the low table.

The empty medicine bowls on the ground were collected into a wooden basin, and the used gauze and cotton swabs were picked up and piled in a waste basket in the corner.

Dr. Sun put down the medicine bowl and glanced at her.

Su Wuli was squatting next to a wounded soldier, pulling the blanket that had slipped down to his waist up to cover his shoulders.

She didn't know how much she could help.

After a long day, it was already dark when I returned from the wounded soldiers' camp.

Su Wuli poured half a cup of water from the kettle and took two sips.

She was the only one left in the tent.

After dinner, her gaze inadvertently fell on an outer robe piled in the corner.

That belongs to Yu Chen.

The outer robe was folded and placed on top of the box, but the outermost fold had a noticeable tear.

It didn't look like it was cut with a knife; it looked more like it was caught on something and torn.

She took the outer robe and shook it open; the tear was quite large.

Su Wuli rummaged through the bottom of the box and found a needle and thread.

She sewed very slowly, and the stitches were a bit crooked.

The curtain was lifted, and the oil lamp flickered.

Su Wuli looked up and saw Yu Chen standing at the door.

The man had one foot inside and one foot outside.

Yu Chen watched her sew with her head down, and for a moment he stopped moving.

Su Wuli pulled the needle out of the fabric, looked up at him, and said, "Cold."

After he finished speaking, Yu Chen lowered the curtain and came in.

He sat down next to him.

She draped her outer robe over Su Wuli's knees and continued sewing with her head down.

My fingers gently twisted the needle tip as it pierced the fabric.

"Why are you back so early today?" she asked softly.

Yu Chen picked up the sleeve of the outer robe above her knees, looked at it, and then put it down again. "I'm done with my work."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Wuli suddenly remembered something, stuck the needle into the fabric, and reached out to pull at his outer robe.

Yu Chen raised his hand and stood in front of her, cooperating with her to examine him.

She touched his side; there was no cut.

I touched the sleeve again, and it wasn't torn.

Her hand suddenly stopped on his chest.

Su Wuli paused for a moment and then looked up.

The man was looking down at her.

She abruptly pulled her hand back.

I remembered wiping his body before, and he said it was because it had touched him...

"Aren't you going to check?" Yu Chen asked.

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli snapped out of her thoughts and went to pick up the half-sewn outer robe again.

"Just wear your tattered clothes."

She said that she put the needle back in.

Yu Chen took the outer robe from her knees and placed it aside, then took the needle from her hand and inserted it into the ball of thread.

"Baby, you're so heartless." His voice was very low, as if it were being squeezed out from his chest.

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli's face flushed instantly.

Those images suddenly flashed before her eyes.

She pulled the needle off the ball of thread and held it up in front of him.

The needle tip was pointed in his direction, less than a fist's distance from his lips.

"If you shout again, I'll sew your mouth shut," she said urgently.

Yu Chen looked down at the needle in her hand.

The needle tip flashed in the candlelight, and he raised an eyebrow slightly. "Impressive."

His tone was somewhat teasing, "You dare to threaten me now?"

Su Wuli glared at him, "Then are you going to threaten me?"

Her voice still seemed to carry the lingering heat from before.

Seeing her fierce yet soft demeanor, Yu Chen smiled and said, "Here you go."