Chapter 481

The Regent's face was frosty, and he coldly rebuked Yue Wu.

Today, the palace was teeming with Moon Shadow Guards, yet they couldn't find the young empress and had no idea when Her Majesty had arrived at Fenggan Palace.

After all, in the eyes of a certain prince, his young emperor was no ordinary person, far more intelligent and capable than others thought.

Everything she does is understandable.

But what exactly is the Third Princess of Nanyue?

The Moon Shadow Guards couldn't even catch a mere Jiang Yanche.

It seems the Moon Shadow Guards' training is insufficient, as they have been so negligent.

Yue Wu apologized to his master, feeling quite aggrieved, but what puzzled him most was how Jiang Yanche managed to break through the Moon Shadow Guards' blockade and get to the North Garden.

Or perhaps Jiang Yanche was tied up behind the artificial hill in Beiyuan by someone?

Could it be His Majesty?

That's impossible. His Majesty has never had any contact with Jiang Yanche, so why would he kidnap a Nan Yue hostage?

Moreover, how could His Majesty, with his small arms and legs, tie up Jiang Yanche, such a tall and grown "woman"?

Could it be that some assassin has really infiltrated the palace?

Not only was the Regent still shaken, but Yue Wu was also filled with lingering fear.

In such a desolate place, if the young empress were to encounter an assassin, the consequences would be unimaginable, and no one could bear it.

The regent exuded a menacing aura. "Investigate for me. Dig three feet into the ground, find this person no matter what."

Yue Wu: "Your subordinate obeys."

The Regent: "Send men to keep a close watch on Jiang Yanche, and kill him without mercy if necessary."

As long as there's a Third Princess of Nan Yue in the palace, what does it matter if Jiang Yanche is really involved? Who knows?

For the Regent, changing the third princess of Nanyue was not a big deal.

Even if Nan Yue really knew that he killed Jiang Yanche, so what?

What do they dare to do?

He was nothing more than a expendable pawn.

But Yue Wu paused for a moment, then said, "Your Highness, His Majesty has already sent someone."

The Regent frowned. "What?"

When did His Majesty start paying attention to the Third Princess of Nanyue?

A sense of unease subconsciously rose within him, and his murderous intent towards Jiang Yanche intensified.

His Majesty's attention can only be focused on him...

Yue Wu was unaware that her master was going through a bizarre phase. She recounted how Zhao Mo had searched Jiang Yanche's residence that morning, and how His Majesty had sent people to keep an eye on him.

Upon hearing this, the Regent's phoenix eyes became unfathomable. "Stinky?"

Yue Wu replied, "That's what Commander Zhao said."

However, when he accompanied the Regent to search Jiang Yanche's bedroom earlier, he did not smell any foul odor.

No one else noticed anything unusual about Jiang Yanche, meaning that apart from Zhao Mo, no one else noticed anything amiss with him.

However, Zhao Mo is not an ordinary person; he would think that he smelled something wrong or that there was something wrong with his body.

Walking in this palace, caution and suspicion are ingrained in one's bones. Zhao Mo did not hesitate to speculate about Jiang Yanche with the utmost malice, suspecting that this third princess of Nan Yue was up to no good and might even have ulterior motives towards His Majesty and Feng Yuan.

It was also because Jiang Yanche's attitude towards Zhao Mo suddenly changed drastically that even a fool could see something was wrong.

If Jiang Yanche knew all this, he would definitely shout: Isn't this how all time-travel novels are written?

Why do people so strongly suspect him when it comes to him?

Where's the male lead's halo?

How come even the extras and background characters are smarter than the male lead?

Heaven's Way: Oh, because your heroine betrayed you, that's why you're in trouble!

Fool, just accept your fate!

I can't handle this kind of angst anymore.

Jiang Yanche: "..."

Outside the main hall of Fenggan Palace, Yue Wu asked his master, "Your Highness, could this be a conspiracy by Nan Yue?"

The Southern Moon Kingdom, suddenly hit by a pot: We didn't, we're not, it has nothing to do with us!

Hmm, it doesn't seem so.

The reason why Nan Yue dared to steal the sky and switch the sun, using a prince to impersonate a princess and take Feng Yuan hostage, was not only because it was necessary for the plot and it dazzled the supporting characters, but also because Nan Yue really had very few princesses still alive, only two.

Furthermore, Nan Yue also daydreamed: what if Jiang Yanche had the ability to make Empress Fengyuan fall head over heels for him?

This is their chance!

It has to be said that in her past life, Nan Yue really got lucky by sheer luck, but now...

The Regent's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his coldness chilling. "Destroy all of Nan Yue's hideouts in the capital. Throw all the spies into the secret dungeon for interrogation."

"Furthermore, send people to Nanyue to thoroughly investigate Jiang Yanche, including the matter of his coming to Fengyuan as a hostage. Find out everything for me, no matter how small."

Yue Wu respectfully replied, "Yes, Your Highness."

A bolt of lightning tore through the sky, illuminating the Regent's face with a chilling light.

Anyone who attempts to harm His Majesty shall die!

...

Late at night, Fenggan Palace was brightly lit, and hurried footsteps could be heard.

The rain was still falling outside, with occasional bursts of thunder.

A group of palace servants, holding umbrellas, anxiously dragged over several imperial physicians.

The sound of heavy rain hitting the oil-paper umbrella and shoes stepping in the water blended with the sound of the rain, making one feel extremely irritable.

The regent's angry, low growl came from the bedchamber.

The imperial physicians and palace servants were all terrified and kept silent.

"All you do is tremble. Don't you see His Majesty has a fever and is feeling unwell? Get over here and take His Majesty's pulse and prescribe medicine."

"If anything happens to His Majesty, you can forget about having your heads."

"Your Highness, please calm your anger!"

Well, Wen Xin was proven wrong!

Not long ago, she made a ridiculous statement, saying that how could a powerful empress like herself get sick from just getting caught in the rain?

As a result, she developed a fever in the middle of the night.

Wen Xin felt miserable and uncomfortable. Her head was throbbing with pain, and although her body was burning hot, she felt cold, bone-chillingly cold.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

She murmured with difficulty, as if swallowing a knife.

The next moment, she was embraced by a warm hug. The warmth spread through her body and made her feel at ease, as if she wasn't so uncomfortable anymore.

However, just as she was about to fall asleep, a bitter taste suddenly spread in her mouth. She subconsciously spat out the medicine in her mouth, and no matter how the gentle whispers in her ear tried to coax her, she kept her lips tightly closed.

No, no, it's bitter! Which bastard fed me something so bitter?

Are they planning a rebellion?

Drag him out and chop him up!

However, not only was this scoundrel not dragged out and beheaded, he became even bolder and more audacious.

Wen Xin felt something cool and soft touch her lips. She was burning up and instinctively licked it, but then someone took the opportunity to take her place.

She was delirious with fever and couldn't think straight. All she could feel was a bitter taste in her mouth, which she couldn't spit out this time because her mouth was blocked.

Waaaaah... Damn it! Damn it!

I must kill that bastard who abused me.

Your Highness, sob, where is Your Highness?

Someone is bullying me!

You must quickly help me kill him.

Xiao Jin: "..." Oh no, oh no, Master is going to burn himself into an idiot.

The red rope remained silent, thinking that another fool was asking for trouble.

It just doesn't understand, this silly butterfly is abused by its owner every day, why can't it learn its lesson?

Are you a masochist?

Xiao Jin: "

Insisting on getting beaten up and relentlessly courting death is Little Gold Master's signature style. What do you know, you dog-like bastard?

Red Rope: "..."

It really doesn't understand the thought process of an idiot, so I'll remain anonymous.

...

The next day, when Wen Xin woke up, it was almost noon.

The sun has come out and the weather is perfect.

Her fever had subsided, but her body was still weak and uncomfortable, and her throat was dry and sore. Wen Xin's breath was hot.

I feel dizzy and want to drink water.

"Cough cough..."

"His Majesty."

A pair of large hands steadily helped her up, and a glass of warm water was handed to her lips. Wen Xin drank several sips before she felt a little better.

But Her Majesty seemed to have lost all will to live.

Since she came to this little world, she's either seriously injured, poisoned, or sick with a fever. Can't she just have some fun?

What happened to the idea that all women in a matriarchal world are incredibly powerful?

She was an empress, a top figure in a matriarchal world... However, looking at her experiences, she was anything but top-tier.

I want to conquer all, I want the land to submit, I want to sleep forever...

Cough cough, forget about sleeping, I'd better think about when my illness will get better?

"Your Majesty, are you still feeling unwell?"

Seeing the little empress in his arms staring blankly into space, the regent asked with concern.

"ah?"

Wen Xin raised her head blankly, meeting the somewhat haggard but still handsome and captivating face before her. "Your Highness."

The Regent raised his hand and stroked her forehead. "Your humble servant is here."

She raised her small hand, touched his face, and asked with concern, "Did Your Highness not sleep all night?"

"Your Majesty, I am fine."

"It's all my fault for being so useless," Wen Xin pouted, feeling aggrieved. "Your Highness, why am I sick again?"

She's an empress, not Lin Daiyu!

Not aggressive at all!

Regent: "..."

He gently coaxed the pitiful little emperor, "Your Majesty will be alright soon."

Wen Xin wanted to cover her face, but I had already made that boast last night!

"Your Majesty, are you hungry?"

The Regent gently changed the subject, preventing the young emperor from dwelling on it any longer.

Wen Xin touched her tummy and nodded.

He chuckled, "Let's wash up first."

The girl obediently replied with an "Oh".

The palace maids filed in, carrying toiletries.

The regent personally served the young empress, handling all matters, big and small, himself.

Wen Xin didn't refuse, or rather, she enjoyed it.

She loved the way he saw her.

Granny Wan brought in a bowl of porridge.

The Regent took it and said gently, "His Majesty is still ill and needs to eat light meals. Please bear with it."

Wen Xin nodded good-naturedly.

He would feed her a bite, and she would eat a bite; her obedient and docile manner melted the Regent's heart completely.

However, his gaze inadvertently fell on the girl's somewhat pale cherry blossom lips, and the soft, hazy memories of last night flooded into his mind, causing his eyes to darken unconsciously.

Still unaware of anything, Wen Xin saw the man in front of her staring blankly and called out to him in confusion, "Your Highness?"

The regent suddenly came to his senses, and the burning passion in his heart turned into guilt. He cursed himself for being a beast and not human.

His voice was slightly hoarse, "Has Your Majesty eaten enough?"

Wen Xin looked at the Regent, who seemed a little confused. "Hmm, Your Highness, what's wrong?"

The Regent lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I am fine."

Wen Xin puffed out her cheeks. "If there's nothing wrong, why aren't you looking at me again?"