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

Su Wuli saw the arrow tip across the snow, pointing towards Yu Chen's chest.

Her fingers resisted, desperately pressing down, and the bow drooped down an inch.

However, Qi Zexun controlled him to lift up, and the arrow tip returned to Yu Chen's chest.

"Where do you think we should aim this arrow at?" Qi Zexun's lips brushed against her ear.

His voice was so low that only she could hear it, "Shoulder? Chest? Or head?"

"don't want……"

Su Wuli was terrified at the thought that the arrow in her hand would hit Yu Chen.

A guard handed him a dagger from the side.

Qi Zexun took the dagger and gently tapped her fingers that were gripping the bow with the back of the blade.

When I tapped her, her finger trembled.

The bow swayed in her hand, the arrow tip sliding from Yu Chen's chest to his shoulder, back and forth.

Qi Zexun tapped it again, and the bow almost slipped from her hand.

He suddenly laughed.

He then threw the dagger to the guard, released her hand, and took the bow from her hand, throwing it to someone nearby.

He also withdrew his hand from her shoulder.

He looked at her with a smile on his face.

"I've changed my mind," he said with amusement. "Killing you is more fun than killing him."

After saying that, he raised the dagger an inch.

The tip of the knife slid out from her collarbone and went up her neck.

It glided over her Adam's apple and chin, finally stopping at the corner of her mouth.

The tip of the knife pressed lightly against the corner of her mouth, cutting her lip.

Blood seeped from the wound and stained the blade.

He raised the dagger and glanced at the drop of blood on the blade in the morning light.

The smile on his lips widened a little more.

Then she raised her head and called out to Yu Chen.

"I will give you two choices. First, you commit suicide, and I will let her go."

"Secondly, I will kill her, and then I will kill you."

He said slowly, "I will count to three, no, to five. If you do not answer, her head will be the gift I offer as a sacrifice to my flag."

"one."

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable.

The word lingered in his mouth for a long time, so long that Su Wuli felt the sound would never end.

Qi Zexun gripped her shoulder with his left hand and pushed her forward, making her face the Nanhuai Army.

Her face was facing Yu Chen.

Human beings are born with fear, and she couldn't control her tears. She didn't want to show weakness, but the cold blade on her neck made her tears fall.

Tears streamed down her chin.

Qi Zexun seemed to have noticed, and looked down at her face.

Seeing the traces of tears on her face, he became even more excited, "Shaking like this."

He then looked at Yu Chen, "Regent, your woman is trembling in my arms, can't you see?"

He pushed her forward again.

Su Wuli lost her balance, so Qi Zexun tightened his grip on her shoulders and lifted her up to make her stand up straight.

"Your woman is crying, can't you see?" His voice grew louder.

It was so loud that everyone on the other side could hear it: "Such fair skin, it would look so good stained with blood."

He suddenly burst into unrestrained laughter, which was even somewhat jarring.

His laughter echoed across the battlefield.

Yu Chen sat on his horse, staring at the knife pressed against her neck.

His fingers gripped the knife handle, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged from his wrist to the base of his fingers.

Shadow Falcon stood on horseback beside him, his voice low, "Your Highness, you mustn't."

Yu Chen did not hear it.

All he could hear was Qi Zexun's voice, echoing in his mind.

His eyes reddened.

His throat bobbed.

If he can't change the ending, he'll still die in the end, so...

Yu Chen raised his hand to untie the sword belt at his waist.

His fingers touched the metal buckle, and he pressed it.

Su Wuli noticed Yu Chen's actions.

Her hand emerged from her sleeve and grasped the hand Qi Zexun was using to hold her shoulder.

Her fingers gripped his wrist tightly, her nails digging into his skin and leaving red marks.

"Don't rush, little beauty," Qi Zexun said excitedly. "Even if you want to die, you can't rush it."

"Yu Chen." Su Wuli's voice trembled, as if she were being choked, "I won't allow you to die."

Qi Zexun looked down at her fingers gripping his wrist, her nails digging into his skin.

He looked up at Yu Chen, then leaned close to Su Wuli's ear and whispered, "Deep affection."

He chuckled lightly, "When you shot that arrow at me, why weren't you this merciful?"

After saying that, he looked down at her tear-streaked face and said, "It almost cost me my life."

His voice was so low it seemed he was speaking only to her, "That arrow made me recover for several days; I had a fever so high I was delirious."

He removed the dagger from the corner of her mouth, pressed the tip against her chin, and lifted her face.

Why weren't you shaking then?

Having said that, he looked up at Yu Chen and called out, "Two."

His voice grew even louder.

He deliberately ended his words very quickly, so quickly that it seemed like he was about to shout "three".

He gripped her shoulders, his fingers tightening.

The knife was still pressed against her chin, against her skin.

It wasn't torn, but it was pressed very tightly.

Su Wuli held her breath.

She felt that she was really going to die this time.

The cold blade pressed against her skin, gently rubbing against it with the rise and fall of her breath.

I don't know when Qi Zexun will shout "three," maybe in the next second.

Su Wuli dared not gamble, and had a premonition that she might not have a chance.

She fixed her gaze on the direction of the Nanhuai army formation, on the people under that banner.

The fog had not yet dissipated, and his face was blurred into a blur.

Only the armor gleamed coldly in the morning light, flashing intermittently.

Su Wuli wanted to see his face clearly, to etch his image into her mind.

I want to remember him.

But he was too far away, so far that she felt she would never be able to reach him in this lifetime.

Tears welled up even more fiercely, streaming down her face and blurring her vision.

She blinked hard, trying to wipe away her tears.

I want to see it clearly.

I blinked repeatedly, my eyes red and swollen, but I still couldn't see clearly.

Su Wuli recalled the first time she saw Yu Chen in her dream.

She was terrified of him at the time, terrified to death.

Now, she fears she will never see him again.

She opened her mouth, her throat tightened, as if she were pouring her internal organs out of her throat.

"Yu Chen..." she called out again and again.

The sound was carried away by the wind and swallowed by the morning mist.

Su Wuli didn't know if he had heard her, but she couldn't stop.

"I love you." Her voice was like shards of glass piercing her own throat, each word dripping with blood.

"I really love you..."

Su Wuli tried to open her eyes wide to see Yu Chen's face clearly, but tears wouldn't listen to her and streamed down her face.

He raised his hand to wipe it, but Qi Zexun pressed it down halfway.

She wanted to tell Yu Chen to "hug me".

But his lips moved slightly, and he swallowed those three words back.

She was afraid that if she told him, he really would...

Qi Zexun looked down at her tears as they fell drop by drop onto the back of his hand.

"Your woman is crying, can't you see?" His voice laced with laughter. "She's calling your name, can't you hear her?"