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

The kiss just now was urgent and heavy, filled with an inexplicable anxiety, and it rubbed over the tear stains on her face, which still hurt a little now.

Su Wuli was already feeling incredibly wronged because of his word "stupid," and now her tears flowed even more fiercely.

She's not stupid.

She sobbed intermittently, "...I've mastered everything you taught me...riding...archery..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Chen paused, his breath brushing against her skin.

After a few seconds, he slowly moved, almost touching her earlobe.

With a lingering hoarseness, a voice came in, "...Hmm, very impressive."

A tingling sensation ran through Su Wuli's heart. Before she could think further, he pulled her closer again.

He wrapped his arms around her waist.

Sweat beaded on his face, and his breathing became heavy.

"Your injury..." Su Wuli sobbed, her hand helplessly resting on his uninjured right shoulder. "How...did you get this?"

Yu Chen did not answer immediately.

His gaze seemed to pass over her head and look at the open window behind her.

The moonlight shone in and fell on his face, making his eyes appear exceptionally deep.

The lines on his face appeared unusually hard, even revealing... fatigue.

However, it only lasted for a moment.

The next second, he looked away and locked his gaze back onto her face.

His gaze changed instantly, replaced by an undercurrent of emotion.

It was so dangerous that it made her heart tremble.

Yu Chen lowered his head and kissed her lips, his lips lingering on hers.

The tongue was burning hot, with a bloody smell and a desperate, all-or-nothing force.

It swept away all her unspoken questions and sobs.

At the same time, his hand suddenly slipped inside the neckline of her pajamas.

The sound of tearing fabric was particularly jarring.

Su Wuli was startled by his sudden rudeness; her body stiffened and her mind went blank.

wrong.

Although Yu Chen was assertive before, recently... at least now he rarely acts like that.

Even if it was in the woods last time... at least she knew why the man was angry.

But this time...

She struggled between his tight kisses, trying to figure out what was going on.

Her intuition told her that something must have happened to cause this unusual behavior.

Su Wuli frantically searched her chaotic mind for any possible clues from the novel.

...But before she could think it through, he silenced her with an even fiercer kiss, scattering her thoughts into a jumbled mess.

His fingers, calloused from the touch, caressed her skin, while his other hand gripped her waist tightly.

He pressed her even closer to him.

Su Wuli sobbed, her hand unconsciously pressing against his chest, but she couldn't budge him an inch.

His body began to go limp uncontrollably under his control.

He seemed to have completely lost control, becoming increasingly anxious...

Her voice trembled uncontrollably, choked with sobs and pleading, "No...you're hurt..."

However, he seemed not to hear.

"Well……"

Unconsciously, his fingernails dug into the muscles of his arm.

A low growl, tinged with pain, escaped the man's throat. He pressed his forehead against her shoulder, his heavy, hot breath hitting the nape of her neck.

Su Wuli was startled as her fingertips touched the sticky liquid.

is blood.

She bit her lip, knowing that his wound must have reopened and he was bleeding a lot.

"Stop...you're bleeding...a lot of blood..."

Su Wuli pushed him frantically, her voice trembling with tears.

She wanted to loosen her fingers from his arm, but dared not move them for fear of touching his wound.

Yu Chen, panting, looked up.

Under the moonlight, his forehead was completely soaked with sweat, and his face was frighteningly pale.

But two terrifying dark flames burned in his eyes.

He stared into her panicked, tearful eyes, and his lips twitched very slowly.

"I won't die." He uttered the three words, his voice hoarse beyond recognition.

immediately……

Her injured arm was still tightly wrapped around her, and blood kept seeping out from under the torn bandages.

It dampened the skin on her waist, making it warm and sticky.

Su Wuli futilely gripped his uninjured arm, her nails digging into his flesh.

My thoughts were shattered, and the plot of the novel became a blur.

Su Wuli eventually fainted.

When I woke up, my body felt sore and weak, as if it had fallen apart, and then I smelled a strong stench of blood.

She moved her neck and lowered her head.

On the light-colored bed sheet, there were dark red spots.

Her bare arms, chest, and waist were all stained with large patches of the same dark color.

It wasn't her blood.

The image of Yu Chen's pale face and the cold sweat rolling down his forehead flashed through his mind.

A terrifying dark fire burned in her eyes, and a ferocity that seemed to want to destroy her as well.

My heart felt like it had been squeezed tightly by something, both sore and swollen.

Just then, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

The next second, a "snap" sound rang out.

Su Wuli looked up and saw Lin Liwen standing frozen at the doorway, with shards of glass scattered all over the floor.

"Mist Pear..." Lin Liwen exclaimed in surprise, her voice changing tone.

Her face turned deathly pale instantly, her eyes fixed on Su Wuli's blood-stained body.

I stumbled and almost fainted.

However, she reacted very quickly, turning around almost immediately and slamming the door shut.

He shut Su Yuan, who had rushed over after hearing the commotion, outside the door.

"What's wrong? Is Wuli alright?" Su Yuan's voice came through the door, filled with doubt and urgency.

"It's okay, don't come in." Lin Liwen leaned against the door, her voice a little tense.

He yelled at the door, then took a deep breath, turned around abruptly, and lunged to the bedside.

His fingers trembled as he wanted to touch the bloodstains on Su Wuli's body, but he didn't dare.

His voice was low, trembling with lingering fear.

"Where are you hurt? Why is there so much blood? Is it... is it that thing again? Did it hurt you?"

Lin Liwen suddenly remembered something and said somewhat flusteredly.

"He must know I brought the master here last night. What should I do? What should I do?... "

As she spoke, she reached out to lift the blanket off Su Wuli to check her wounds.

Su Wuli was a little confused by her series of reactions and subconsciously raised her hand to press down on her wrist.

"No..." she began, her voice terribly hoarse, "It's not my blood, it's... his."

Lin Liwen stopped moving and looked up at her.

The fear in his eyes hadn't faded, but was now mixed with deeper confusion and disbelief.

"...His? That...ghost?"

Su Wuli nodded, feeling her bones screaming with pain.

"You...you resisted? You hurt him?"

Lin Liwen leaned closer to her, her eyes filled with lingering fear.

"Is he... dead? If not... you hurt him this time, what will you do if he enters your dreams again? He will seek revenge."

Su Wuli's mind was in a mess.

Lin Liwen's words seemed to come through a layer of water, muffled and unclear.

She kept thinking about how his wound was bleeding profusely.

He bled so much... what if...?

A strange sense of anxiety welled up inside me.

Ignoring the soreness and stickiness on her body, she threw off the covers and got out of bed barefoot.

"What are you doing?" Lin Liwen was startled and quickly held her down.

"First-aid kit..." Su Wuli said urgently, "Bring the first-aid kit outside in for me."