The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

"Do you really want to get married?"

The man's face was expressionless, his thin lips parted slightly, and his tone was as cold as ice, as if placing one in a frigid ice cellar.

Whether or not you are willing to get married seems to be none of your business.

Su Fuying remained calm, a smile playing on her lips, her eyes bright as stars, looking directly at the man before her. "However, if I am unwilling to marry, I'm sure you have a solution."

She raised an eyebrow slightly, a sly glint in her eyes, then turned her gaze to the man's tense face and asked softly, "Am I right, Your Highness the Regent?"

Upon hearing that Su Fuying knew his true identity, the man felt neither anger nor surprise; on the contrary, he seemed somewhat pleased. He slowly said, "Why should I help you?"

"Why? Of course, it's for your own life. Does Your Highness, Regent, think this reason is sufficient?"

Su Fuying's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, but her sharp gaze fell on the bandaged wound on the man's waist.

"Humph!"

Lu Yanxiu snorted coldly, his eyes leisurely and smug, "Imperial orders are hard to disobey, how dare I defy the decree?"

"If that's the case, why are you wasting your time here?"

Su Fuying rolled her eyes, inwardly complaining, "If you don't want to help, just say so. Why make so many excuses?" "If you're done now, leave on your own," Su Fuying said coldly, then rudely gave them the order to leave.

She clearly remembered that the emperor had once granted her a request, but that was a long time ago.

As the saying goes, serving a ruler is like serving a tiger; the temperament of an emperor is unpredictable and hard to fathom.

If the moment truly comes, whether she can get the emperor to fulfill his promise remains to be seen.

However, if they waited until the wedding day to openly refuse the emperor's will and make that demand of him, it would undoubtedly be courting death.

After all, such behavior is tantamount to openly challenging imperial authority, and who can guarantee that the emperor will not be enraged?

Ever since she learned that Lu Yanxiu was the regent, she had a plan to use his power to cancel the marriage.

But seeing his cold and indifferent demeanor today, it was clear he was unwilling to offer assistance. Therefore, there was no room for further negotiation between them.

Anyway, she had already decided to leave, and perhaps she would have already left before her wedding day.

As for this marriage, it doesn't mean much to her in the long run. Even if she ultimately fails to annul the engagement, she will only bear a hollow title and will not suffer any real harm.

"However, I have another way."

Just then, the man suddenly changed his attitude, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and looked at her with a slight smile.

Su Fuying, however, saw a hint of calculation in her eyes. She frowned slightly and refused, saying, "I don't really want to hear it."

"This is the only way you have right now," the man's deep voice sounded from behind.

Su Fuying paused slightly, hesitated for a long time before stopping and looking at him seriously, "Then tell me."

“It’s very simple…” Lu Yanxiu was about to speak when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"The princess!"

Before he could finish speaking, Shadow Two's loud and boisterous voice rang out from outside the door.

The man's face visibly darkened. Su Fuying knew what Ying Er wanted to say, and she was currently more interested in this matter.

"Come in."

Ying Er rushed in, his face full of excitement: "Princess, the person has been found."

"Your honor!"

Suddenly seeing Lu Yanxiu sitting half-upright on the bed, he asked in surprise, "Your Excellency, are you alright?"

The loud noises instantly attracted the attention of Shadow One outside the door, who then rushed in as well.

Seeing that Lu Yanxiu was really alright, both of them showed joy on their faces.

Ying Er wanted to ask something more, but when she looked up, she met Lu Yanxiu's cold eyes, and her smile froze on her face.

He didn't know what he had done wrong again, and looked at Su Fuying nervously.

"Where is he?" Su Fuying asked directly.

"The Qianjin Pavilion is guarded by soldiers, and I dare not make decisions on my own."

Shadow Two answered truthfully, glancing questioningly at the man on the bed.

Lu Yanxiu asked, somewhat puzzled, "Who is it?"

Ying Er quickly recounted the events, and Lu Yanxiu frowned, his gaze falling on Su Fuying's face. "Why are you looking for him?"

"How did you get that injury on your waist?"

Su Fuying was annoyed that she had been influenced by this person and almost forgot to ask about this matter.

Lu Yanxiu lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said somewhat uncertainly, "I don't know what that thing is. It makes a loud noise when it lands, and then burns the skin and flesh."

Upon hearing this, Su Fuying was certain in her heart, "This person is extremely important. If we let him be in someone else's hands, he will become a huge hidden danger in the future."

Shadow One and Shadow Two looked slightly astonished. "Is it really that terrifying?"

Having experienced it firsthand, Lu Yanxiu couldn't help but fall into deep thought upon hearing these words.

"Catch someone."

After a long pause, the man uttered those two words in a low voice, and the two men immediately went to carry them out.

The room fell silent again, and a tense atmosphere spread between the two of them.

"You'd believe me if I told you?"

Su Fuying broke the silence by speaking first. She had heard of Qianjin Pavilion before, and it was rumored that the two assassin organizations had been irreconcilable since their inception.

If that person were protected by Qianjin Pavilion, their entry into that person would inevitably lead to conflict. Unexpectedly, he agreed so readily.

"I naturally believe what you say."

The man slightly lifted his eyelids, raised an eyebrow at him, a faint smile playing on his lips, his dark eyes revealing no emotion.

Su Fuying frowned almost imperceptibly, a strange emotion welling up inside her.

"doing what?"

The man grabbed Su Fuying's hand that was on his forehead, his eyes filled with confusion.

"I think you've lost your mind."

After speaking, he subtly withdrew his hand and involuntarily took a step back to create distance.

Lu Yanxiu's gaze fell on his empty hand, and he couldn't help but curl his fingers, looking somewhat lost and forlorn.

"How much longer can my body hold out?"

The already oppressive atmosphere became even more so when he asked that question.

After a moment's pause, Su Fuying carefully asked, "Want to hear the truth?"

"Ah."

"At most three months."

......

"Fortunately, I made it in time."

Upon hearing this, the man didn't seem as upset as Su Fuying had expected. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief and murmured something.

"Caught up with what?"

Su Fuying thought she had misheard; why did this person seem somewhat relieved?

"nothing."

Seeing that he was unwilling to talk about it, Su Fuying didn't bother to pry and changed the subject, "What method were you talking about just now?"