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

After seeing the master off, Su Wuli put the jade Buddha around her neck.

As I ran my fingers along the outline of the jade Buddha, I felt a little more at ease.

"Misty Pear, the master's fees have already been paid, so you can sleep soundly tonight. Everything will be alright," Lin Liwen reassured her.

"Hmm." Su Wuli nodded slightly. Actually, she thought it was probably over, since she hadn't dreamed about him yesterday.

That evening, after taking a shower, she changed into a nightgown and pressed the jade Buddha pendant around her neck against her skin.

After a few days of tension, my nerves relaxed, and sleepiness crept in.

In a dream.

It felt as if a tide was rising from the soles of my feet, engulfing my ankles, knees, and waist...

Su Wuli felt as if she were sinking into the deep sea, constantly falling.

The tactile sensation changes instantly.

It wasn't the softness of the bed, but the water.

Su Wuli suddenly opened her eyes, her vision blurred by the misty steam.

She found herself soaking in a pool large enough to hold several people.

To be precise, it resembles a bathhouse.

A few dried flower petals and herbs of indistinguishable species floated on the water's surface, swaying gently with the ripples.

The water was very hot, and the steam gave her skin a faint pinkish hue.

Su Wuli looked down blankly and saw that she was still wearing her silk nightgown.

The soft silk, soaked in water, clung tightly to the skin, becoming translucent and revealing the skin's natural color and the slender contours of the waist.

The water barely reached her chest, and her collar was slightly open from the waves.

She belatedly realized that this was not her apartment.

A tremendous fear gripped her throat, and she jerked her head away.

Beyond the steam, a tall, blurry figure leaned against the other end of the bathtub.

The man, still shrouded in a thin mist, seemed to pierce through the fog as his gaze fell upon her.

Su Wuli stopped breathing instantly.

I wanted to leave, but my body felt like it was nailed to the spot, with only my fingertips trembling slightly in the water.

She subconsciously raised her hand and gripped the damp jade Buddha in front of her chest, silently comforting herself in her heart.

It's okay, as long as you wear this, the other party won't be able to get close to you.

"Come here," the man's deep voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli's first reaction was to shake her head in refusal.

She didn't want to go there.

However, the next second, he moved.

The man sat up straight, his expression scrutinizing.

The sound of rushing water made his silhouette clearer in the mist.

The man's gaze moved from her damp hair that clung to her cheeks to her eyes, and then slowly downwards.

Su Wuli noticed his gaze and lowered her head slightly in his direction.

The neckline of the slip dress was open underwater, clinging to her skin and offering no coverage whatsoever.

The jade Buddha, which had been blessed, was now hanging on her chest.

The delicate red string was soaked with water, and the jade Buddha hung right on his chest.

Water droplets rolled off the smooth surface of the jade Buddha, sliding deeper into its whiteness.

That vibrant green, set against the backdrop of skin, was so dazzling it was almost blinding.

His gaze seemed fixed on the jade Buddha.

Time seemed to stand still.

His gaze no longer seemed purely cold or lustful, but rather contained a complex scrutiny that Su Wuli couldn't understand.

She couldn't see it clearly, nor was she sure.

Then, the man slowly moved toward her.

The water rippled, and the warm liquid washed over her shoulders with his movements.

Su Wuli instinctively shrank back, her back hitting the hard pool wall, causing her to groan softly in pain.

The man stopped, less than an arm's length away from her.

Amidst the rising steam, his gaze seemed to shift from her eyes to her trembling lips.

Finally, it landed back on the jade Buddha.

He stretched out his hand.

Su Wuli instinctively closed her eyes tightly.

Her cool fingertips touched the jade Buddha hanging in her heart.

The red string was gently lifted.

"Who gave it to you?" His voice rang out, but it was more scalding than the water in the bathtub.

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli was stunned. He wasn't afraid at all?

Realizing this, she closed her eyes tightly and answered somewhat guiltily, "I bought it, I thought it looked nice..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the man let out a soft hum, which sounded like mockery, or something else entirely.

The fingers that were hooking around the jade Buddha loosened.

The next second, warm, calloused fingertips touched her wet shoulder, which was covered in sweat from her nightgown.

There, you can still see the teeth marks he left behind.

"It seems," he said, his voice lowering as he leaned down, almost touching her earlobe, his breath hot enough to make her flinch, "that it doesn't work."

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli opened her eyes in astonishment, her gaze meeting the man's indistinct eyes through the thin mist.

How did he know the purpose of this jade Buddha?

Su Wuli wasn't sure if the man was like her, unable to clearly see the other person's face.

After all, this is a dream he created.

However, he didn't say anything more, but pressed his lips down on her neck and sucked hard.

"Mmm..." Su Wuli uttered unconsciously.

After several times, she realized that the man never kissed her.

It wasn't that she was expecting a kiss, but rather that something was very strange.

They've done such outrageous things, yet...

However, he didn't give her much time to think about it.

The water in the bath rippled violently as he suddenly approached and picked her up.

The silk nightgown, soaked and slippery, was easily slipped off the shoulders amidst the struggle and entanglement.

The silk rubbed against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

Eventually, it floated on the surface of the water and slowly sank.

Only the red string remained stubbornly tied behind her neck.

pain……

Su Wuli bit her lip, her eyes instantly welling up with tears that she couldn't control.

The jade Buddha, no longer partially concealed by its clothing, was completely exposed to the rippling water, pressed tightly against the skin of her chest.

As the water rippled, that lush green swayed and tossed about amidst the white expanse.

Su Wuli was tossed about by the tides.

Her vision was completely blurred by tears and moisture, but she gradually made out the man's taut jawline.

Finally, biting her lower lip until it ached, she couldn't help but cry out, "It hurts so much... please... don't..."

Finally, the man seemed to hear her plea.

Su Wuli, panting, heard his voice, which sounded like an accusation, "Didn't you apply the medicine?"

"I applied it..." Su Wuli said, her voice trembling with tears.

She didn't understand why the other person suddenly asked about applying the medicine.

Moreover, the pain she described wasn't in her wrist.

He used too much force at the end of that day, and he's been feeling uncomfortable ever since; it's even worse now.

Just as she was puzzled, the man exuded a dangerous aura that was different from lust, and suddenly spoke in a cold voice.

Did someone touch you?

Because of his stopping, Su Wuli's soul, which had been thrown high into the air, had not yet fully settled down, and her moist eyes showed confusion.

For a moment, I had no idea what the other person meant.

However, he seemed to have little patience.

"It hurts..." Su Wuli cried out in surprise at the sudden movement, "Don't..."

"Speak." The man's voice was icy, as if if she answered incorrectly, he would kill her in the pool the next second.

Su Wuli suddenly felt a chill run through her body.

She had no idea how to answer the man's question, or rather, she didn't understand what the question meant.

He could only ask tentatively, "Where did the other person touch?"