The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

"big sister?"

I had heard from Shadow Two that there were other women in the palace before, so it didn't seem surprising.

"Go and keep the food warm."

Su Fuying was really hungry, so she walked towards her room, thinking she could finish as soon as possible.

"Back then, the princess reeked of alcohol and was filthy from head to toe, and His Majesty was still holding her as they rode together on a horse."

Even before entering the room, Shadow Two was still complaining in a somewhat dissatisfied tone.

Shadow One was always calm and usually ignored what Shadow Two said. Shadow Two didn't care whether anyone paid attention to him or not, and continued to mutter.

"How dare they complain about our Lord! His Lord is so fastidious, he even put the Princess in his bed! Humph!"

Su Fuying paused slightly, listening to Ying Er complain for a long time before going inside.

"Cough cough cough."

Shadow One immediately saw Su Fuying enter, while Shadow Two, with his back to the door, was still chattering away.

"What, you won't let me say it?"

"Go ahead, you can continue."

Su Fuying leaned against the door, her tone languid.

Ying Er was startled by the sudden voice and broke out in a cold sweat. "Princess, Princess."

Su Fuying stepped forward, squatted down, and looked at the shirtless man on the ground.

At first, I was admiring his perfect physique, but then I suddenly noticed something was off.

"Get out of the way!" she suddenly shouted. Upon hearing the sound, Shadow Two thought something had happened to His Excellency, so he quickly moved aside, staring nervously at Su Fuying, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

However, Su Fuying ignored Ying Er's question and instead squatted down and gently stroked the man's body.

I just saw Lu Yanxiu covered in blood, but most of the bloodstains did not come from him; they were splattered on him by others.

Most of the wounds on his body were cuts from knives and swords; the wounds were not deep, only breaking through the skin and muscles.

However, when Su Fuying's gaze swept over the man's waist, she suddenly stopped. Her expression turned serious, as if she had discovered some important clue.

There was a large mark on the man's waist and abdomen, which looked like a burn, but also somewhat similar to...

To confirm her guess, Su Fuying did not hesitate to place her fingertips on the man's waist and rub them for a while.

Upon closer inspection, she noticed some black powder residue on her fingers. She gently brought her nose closer and inhaled the smell.

As he sensed the olfactory sensation, Su Fuying frowned deeply, a hint of doubt and contemplation flashing in his eyes. "Shadow Two."

"My subordinate is here!"

Seeing Su Fuying's expression, the two of them thought something had happened and both looked nervous.

"Where is that strange friend you mentioned last time?"

The woman's gaze was sharp as a knife, scrutinizing Shadow Two.

Shadow Two didn't know how this matter was related to the Venerable's injuries, but he still thought about it seriously. "Previously, the Princess ordered her subordinates to look for him, but he disappeared after entering the capital."

Su Fuying frowned even more deeply now. "Gone? Even your Shadowless Palace can't find it?"

"No, it was my subordinate who went to find it. We can't use the power of the palace for such a small matter."

Shadow Two's tone was slightly embarrassed; he hadn't expected to lose the person.

"No, this is no small matter. Send your men to find him immediately, the sooner the better."

The woman's eyes were icy, and her voice rose slightly, carrying an unquestionable air of command.

Shadow Two hesitated, standing still. "But, this depends on Your Majesty..."

"Ouch."

Before Shadow Two could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his foot and looked at Shadow One, asking, "Why did you step on me?"

Shadow One's eyes were practically twitching. Looking at Shadow Two, who was still making a fuss about clutching his foot, he helplessly rubbed his forehead.

"Go!"

Shadow Two finally seemed to understand, "Huh? Oh, I'll go right now."

"Notify me immediately if you find him." She quickly reminded Ying Er as he left, not knowing if he heard her.

The two of them fumbled around trying to clean it, but they couldn't get it clean no matter what they did. Su Fuying looked at the man's face on the ground. Although he was as handsome as ever, she felt that something was missing.

She frowned in confusion, stepped forward and reached out to touch the man's chin. Yingyi was about to speak to stop her, but suddenly remembered that her face had been stripped off, so she could only shut her mouth helplessly.

Suddenly, a soft sound came, and a human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wing was slowly torn off Lu Yanxiu's face.

The man behind the mask had his eyes closed. His jet-black hair was as smooth as silk, his eyebrows were as deep as distant mountains, his nose was high and straight, and his lips were thin and sensual.

"Tsk."

Looking at the man lying on the bed, Su Fuying couldn't help but sigh, "That's more like it. Such a perfect body should be paired with such a perfect face."

Then, she turned to Yingyi and ordered, "Come and help me lift him up."

Yingyi responded and came over. It took the two of them to lift the man onto the bed. Su Fuying looked at the man's blood-soaked pants and frowned slightly. "Should we take his pants off too?"

Upon hearing this, Yingyi's back straightened instantly, her eyes twitched slightly, and she quickly said, "Your Excellency has no injury on your leg, there's no need to take it off."

As His Majesty's chief bodyguard, he had no choice but to protect His Majesty's dignity with his life.

Su Fuying frowned slightly, remained silent for a while, and seemed to think of something, "Then forget it, I don't like looking at naked people either."

Then, she quickly went to the table, wrote down a prescription, handed it to Yingyi, and instructed, "Hurry up."

Yingyi took the prescription, immediately turned around and left the room to prepare the medicinal materials and decoct the medicine as Su Fuying requested.

Su Fuying then sat down to apply medicine to the man's wound. Although he had taken her hemostatic pill, there were still some parts of the wound that needed to be cleaned.

This person's body is truly as strong as an ox or a horse. It's a medical miracle that he could survive such severe injuries and the onset of poison.

Su Fu muttered to himself, but his hands continued moving. As time passed, the man's breathing gradually became more stable.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the man on the bed suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Su Fuying suddenly felt like cursing, but quickly sat down to check on the man's condition.

My pulse was so chaotic it was like a melody that had been disturbed; the once harmonious and orderly heartbeats had become disordered, and every beat was filled with uncertainty.

How could this be?

Su Fuying felt a little flustered. "Lu Yanxiu, are you awake or not?"

Logically, he should be unconscious at this moment. His pulse had just stabilized, so how could it have become erratic again?

Unless he's awake and pretending to be asleep, that's impossible.

"Clap clap clap."

Su Fuying went straight up and slapped the man's face, but the man on the bed still didn't react at all.

"The princess!"

Yingyi, who had just returned from outside, was startled by the scene. Who would dare to slap the Venerable One's face these days?