As soon as the Empress and Quincy arrived, they saw a few eunuchs drag a palace maid from the water frantically. That palace maid was Summer Snow, Quincy's personal maid. She had stumbled and fell into the water; her clothes were soaked. After she got out of the water, she laid on the ground, motionless with her eyes closed tightly. "Summer!" Quincy panicked as she shouted desperately. However, Summer did not respond to her. Her face was chalk-white, and her situation looked quite alarming at first glance. "Quick!" Qianyu was anxious. She ordered the eunuch, "What are you doing? Go get an imperial physician!" Summer had been Quincy's personal maid for more than ten years. She was someone very dear to Quincy. Quincy was heartbroken when she realized that Summer had drowned. "Yes! I'll go get the imperial physician!" The eunuch dared not hesitate; he left quickly. The atmosphere was tense. After a while, a few imperial doctors finally arrived hurriedly with their medic
Several eunuchs responded to the Empress and immediately got to work. "Hold on!" Darryl squeezed out the crowd and said, "Summer is not dead yet. We can still save her!" The crowd was stunned to hear that; they turned their eyes on Darryl! How could the Prince Consort say that Summer could still be saved when Doctor Soros could not do anything to help her! Was the Prince Consort also a medical doctor? Quincy furrowed her eyebrows; she glanced at Darryl coldly, but she did not say anything! Doctor Soros was stunned. Then he looked at Darryl as he forced a faint smile on his face. "Prince Consort, I've checked her thoroughly. Summer's no longer breathing; there is nothing we can do to bring her back to life!" Darryl smiled and said, "And I'm telling you that we can still save her!" He defended himself adamantly! Doctor Soros's eyes flickered as he asked, "Prince Consort, have you studied medicine before?" Darryl shook his head. Doctor Soros chuckled. "Prince Conso
Darryl stood there. He felt like his effort had been wasted, as the saying went—a dead mouse would feel no cold. "Summer has died from drowning, yet you come up with this feng shui gibberish! What nonsense! Get out of here!" Quincy's face became more distorted with anger. Someone chuckled after Quincy said that. Soon, there was a fit of laughter from the crowd. They were surprised that the Prince Consort had such a miserable status in the imperial family; how everyone looked down on him! Doctor Soros smiled at Darryl. "Prince Consort, in all fairness, you are smart to use ants to bring the red string through the loop. I admire your intelligence from the bottom of my heart. However, when it comes to medical skills, I really can't agree with what you said!" 'What a joke!' 'Summer died because she drowned, yet Darryl claimed that it was related to feng shui.' 'Nonsense!' The Empress studied Darryl; she had mixed feelings about it. "Darryl, is there any truth to what you s
Many of the eunuchs and palace maids stared at Darryl in shock! "Summer!" Quincy was overjoyed and approached Summer quickly. Then she asked with concern, "Are you okay? How do you feel? How did you fall into the water?" As she asked that, Quincy shot Darryl an unruffled gaze. Quincy believed that Summer had woken up because it was her luck; Darryl had nothing to do with it. Summer held her forehead. She bowed respectfully to Quincy and the Empress, and then she said puzzledly, "I don't know what was going on. I felt my head spinning when I was near the pool just now..." After she heard the statement from Summer, Quincy frowned and glanced at Darryl. 'Is it really because of feng shui?' Darryl went toward them and looked at Summer with a smile. "Summer, you were affected by this feng shui pool's malefic qi!" 'The feng shui pool's malefic qi?' Summer was dumbfounded! The Empress smiled faintly and said, "Everything's good now. Summer, you should rest well!" The Emp
Doctor Soros walked toward them quickly, bowed, and turned to Darryl. He said politely, "I didn't expect that Prince Consort knew so much about feng shui. You've amazed me!" Doctor Soros wiped the cold sweat from his forehead discreetly. How risky was that? His misjudgment had nearly killed the Princess' favored personal palace maid. At the same time, the eunuchs and palace maids also nodded in praise. "Prince Consort is so amazing!" "Yes, he knew about feng shui..." "Princess is really lucky to have him." The people around them had so many passing comments. Quincy blushed as she felt awkward. She wanted to blow off steam, but she could not do it freely. "Quincy!" The Empress smiled at Quincy and said, "Darryl is very knowledgeable, and it was a terrifying situation. You should learn more from him instead of finding faults with him all the time." The Empress looked sideways at Darryl. Then she smiled and said, "Well, you and Quincy should have your breakfast now.
The Empress wanted Darryl and the Princess to get married as soon as possible. 'What?' 'A wedding in ten days?' 'That is way too fast!' Quincy shook her head anxiously. "Sister, isn't that too soon? No, absolutely not ten days later!" "Too soon?" The Empress frowned slightly and smiled. "You and Darryl are already together. Do you really think that it's too soon for a wedding? Quincy, you are the eldest princess. You should consider our royal family's reputation. You've lived with Darryl for half a month now; what would people think if you keep delaying the wedding?" "I—" Quincy blushed. It was true that she had lived in the same bedchamber with Darryl, but nothing happened between the two of them. Quincy was depressed as she thought of what to say, but the Empress simply waved her hand. "Okay, let's just decide to do it then. Darryl is very knowledgeable and talented. I'm happy that you've found such a good match. You may go now; I want to rest!" Quincy was unable
After Quincy and Darryl had a discussion, they went to see the Empress together. The Empress was reviewing the memorials at the throne when she learned that Quincy and Darryl wanted to go for a hunt. The Empress was pleased and agreed to that without any hesitation. Early the following day… Under the guardianship of hundreds of royal guards, Quincy and Darryl left the palace in an enormous group! Thousands of people had gathered on both sides of the street outside the palace. Darryl was named the Prince Consort half a month ago, and news traveled fast. The people in the Royal City had limited knowledge and did not know Darryl's origin. The people learned that the Prince Consort would go for a hunt outside the city that day, so they were there to catch the excitement. They wanted to see the man that Quincy had fancied. After all, Quincy had extremely high prestige in the South Cloud World. The man he had chosen must be someone extraordinary. That day, Quincy wore red a
"Bro… brother-in-law?" Queenie's body trembled; her mind went completely blank. She was stunned! Was it a dream? Half a month ago, she had secretly released her brother-in-law from the Heaven Union Sect's prison. Why was he not reunited with her cousin in the World Universe? How did he become the South Cloud World's Prince Consort? Queenie was shocked; she rubbed her eyes in disbelief and looked again. 'That's right, it's really Brother-in-law!' Celine was startled to see Queenie's reaction; she asked, "Is he your brother-in-law, Darryl?" "Hmm!" Queenie nodded; she felt conflicted. Celine sighed; she was puzzled. "Didn't you say that he and your cousin have an excellent relationship? How did he become the South Cloud World's Prince Consort?" Celine was perplexed. Half a month ago, Queenie had released Darryl in secret. Heaven Union's Sect Master, Sylvester Lowe, had been very upset about that, but Queenie was Celine's disciple, so Sylvester could not take any action a