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.