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

Who is in Chapter 211?

Seeing this, Shadow Falcon glanced at it and saw it too, but he controlled his expression.

"The Censorate..." he continued, adjusting his breathing, "also submitted a memorial, impeaching three people from the Ministry of Works, saying they embezzled money on river works. The memorial was suppressed, but the Censorate is still making a fuss."

Yu Chen's fingers were still tapping on the cover of the folding book, one tap after another.

"Who is the ginseng?"

"Li Quan, Zhao Wenfu, and another one is Zhou Mingyuan, the Vice Minister of Works."

Yu Chen looked up at him

Shadow Falcon lowered his eyes and added, "Zhou Mingyuan is a disciple of Grand Secretary Chen."

After he finished speaking, the study was quiet for a moment.

Feng Xi stood to the side, her gaze shifting from the pen holder to the tooth mark on the side of Yu Chen's neck.

This time he stared for a longer time, so long that Yu Chen turned his head to look at him.

Feng Xi met his gaze, her neck stiffened for a moment, and she immediately lowered her eyes to stare at the tips of her shoes.

"Is there anything else?" Yu Chen asked in a low voice.

Feng Xi opened his mouth, his voice a little dry, "Reporting to Your Highness, no."

Yu Chen didn't ask any further questions. He looked away, picked up the folding book on the table, and flipped through it again.

Feng Xi stood there, a small patch of her clothes on the back damp with sweat.

He dared not look anymore.

Shadow Falcon stood to the side like a piece of wood, waiting for Yu Chen to put down the folding book.

"Stop submitting the memorials from the Censorate for now," Yu Chen said. "Tell the Ministry of Works to calm things down and not cause any trouble at this critical juncture."

Shadow Falcon nodded. "Yes."

Yu Chen stood up, walked to the window, and opened it.

A morning breeze blew in, causing the pages on the desk to flip.

He had his back to them, and the teeth marks on the side of his neck were even clearer in the morning light.

"Go down."

"Yes."

Shadow Falcon responded and turned to leave.

Feng Xi followed Ying Falcon out.

The Shadow Falcon slowed its pace as it turned the corner of the corridor.

Feng Xi followed behind, holding back all the way, but finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Shadow Falcon." He lowered his voice, took two steps forward, and moved closer to the Shadow Falcon. "Did you see it?"

The Shadow Falcon didn't stop. "What?"

Feng Xi opened her mouth and gestured with her fingers on the side of her neck.

"That...tooth mark."

The Shadow Falcon continued forward.

Feng Xi took two more steps, "Who do you think dares to bite the Prince? Who has that kind of guts?"

He paused as he spoke, then suddenly remembered something.

His throat bobbed, and he lowered his voice, "Is it...?"

Shadow Falcon finally glanced at him, and Feng Xi shut up.

After taking a few steps, he spoke again, "Do you think... it's possible that the prince bit it himself?"

Shadow Falcon suddenly stopped and turned to look at him.

Feng Xi took a half step back, feeling his gaze on her. "I was just asking."

Shadow Falcon didn't speak, he just looked at him.

Sweat began to bead on Feng Xi's forehead. "Think about it, who would dare touch our Prince—"

"You think you can even reach your own neck?" Shadow Falcon interrupted him.

Feng Xi paused for a moment, then raised his hand to touch the side of his neck.

Then he tried tilting his head and pressing his chin toward his collarbone.

I can't reach it.

He couldn't resist trying again, but he still couldn't reach it.

He lowered his hand and looked at the Shadow Falcon.

The Shadow Falcon was also looking at him, but its eyes seemed to be looking at something that needed to be inspected.

"If his brain deteriorates..." Shadow Falcon said, "tell me as soon as possible, we need to find a replacement quickly to avoid delays."

After saying that, he turned around and continued walking forward.

Feng Xi followed, "I was just saying, why are you in such a hurry?"

Shadow Falcon ignored him.

"Besides, replace me? Who? Who in the manor can take my place?"

Shadow Falcon still ignored him.

"Shadow Falcon, say something."

Shadow Falcon stopped and turned to look at him. "Besides that one, who else would dare?"

Feng Xi was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

"You mean... the future princess?"

The Shadow Falcon remained silent.

"She bit me?" Feng Xi repeated, as if confirming.

Shadow Falcon glanced at him, a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and said, "What do you think?"

Feng Xi stood beside the pillar, his expression changing repeatedly.

Surprise, realization, regret...

"That's true... Besides her, who else would dare? Did you even look—"

"I didn't see it," Shadow Falcon interrupted him.

Feng Xi paused for a moment, then smiled.

"You didn't see it? How do you know I'm telling the truth if you didn't see it?"

Shadow Falcon remained silent.

Feng Xi laughed even harder. "You're curious too, aren't you?"

Shadow Falcon glanced at him. "I didn't see, but I have eyes."

Feng Xi couldn't laugh anymore; standing there, he suddenly realized he had asked too many questions.

He coughed and cleared his throat.

"Um... when you went to fetch the doctor last night, you saw..."

Shadow Falcon remained silent. "Feng Xi."

Feng Xi stopped.

"There are plenty of people waiting to take your place."

Feng Xi quickly shut his mouth and remained silent.

The two continued walking forward.

Feng Xi took a few steps but couldn't hold back any longer.

This time he didn't speak, but just stared at the back of the Shadow Falcon's head.

After staring at it for several steps, he finally spoke.

"Shadow Falcon".

The Shadow Falcon did not respond.

"When do you think... the Prince will get married?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shadow Falcon stopped and turned around.

Feng Xi took a half step back warily under his gaze. "I was just asking, I didn't mean anything by it."

Shadow Falcon glanced at him for two seconds, then turned and continued walking.

Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.

Feng Xi followed, and this time she really didn't ask any more questions.

In the study, Yu Chen was still standing by the window.

A morning breeze blew by, causing the window paper to flutter slightly.

He raised his hand and touched the teeth mark on the side of his neck; it hurt slightly when he pressed it with his fingertip.

He pulled his collar up a bit, but it didn't cover him, so he had to let it down.

……

When Su Wuli opened her eyes, there was no one on the bed.

Wrapped in a quilt, Su Wuli's hair was scattered on the dark mattress, like ink spilled on it.

She lay there for a while, then turned over. The bruise on her back was still there, and it hurt when she touched it.

I remember thinking it was over last night, but then that person used the excuse of applying medicine again...

She silently cursed him several times in her heart.

Perhaps it was the sound of her waking up that made the noise, for there was a knock at the door.

"Is the young lady awake?"

It is the first lotus.

Su Wuli responded with a soft "Mm".

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

Chuhe came in carrying a copper basin, with Qiaosheng following behind, holding a handkerchief.

The two men bowed their heads, placed the copper basin on the shelf, draped a handkerchief over the edge of the basin, and then folded their clothes and placed them at the foot of the tatami mat.

Because of what Su Wuli had mentioned before, they didn't dare help the female lead change her clothes.

Su Wuli looked at the two people who were standing obediently with their heads down at the door. She sat up from the bed and put on the clothes they had prepared.

Chuhe then wrung out a handkerchief and handed it over.

Su Wuli took the cloth and wiped her face; the cloth was warm, just the right temperature.

She paused for a moment as she wiped her eyelids; her eyes were still swollen.

I cried for too long last night.

At first it was because of the prison cell, then it was on the bed...

After washing up, Qiaosheng handed over the clothes.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Chuhe asked her what hairstyle she wanted to wear today.

Su Wuli said it was fine, she didn't understand these things.

Chuhe then styled her hair into a simple bun.

Qiaosheng set breakfast on the table: porridge, side dishes...

There was also a plate of steaming buns, white and soft, with steam rising from them.

Because Su Wuli wasn't used to having someone wait on her while she ate, they left the house as before.

Su Wuli sat down at the table and picked up a spoon to scoop a mouthful of porridge.

He then picked up a steamed bun and took a bite.

It's filled with meat, and the juices melt in your mouth.

It was a little hot, but it tasted delicious.

Suddenly, the window moved.

Su Wuli looked up and saw a figure climb in through the window.