"I'm not full yet," Francis said, feeling aggrieved to be chased away so soon. When Harper came over, she heard what he said
and she gave Matthew a reproving look, as if she demanded to know what was going on here.
Matthew reached out to take her hand and pulled her down to sit next to him. "Do you want some more?" he asked Harper.
"No, I've already had a good enough lunch at the Kong Clan's mansion. Has Felix left?" Harper asked as flatly as she could,
hoping that she wouldn't have to see that man.
"Yes. When he walked away, he stared fiercely at the dog several times as if he desperately wanted to fight it." Matthew reported
this amusing detail.
With a wicked smile, Harper commented, "If that had really happened, then the rumor that Felix had lost his mind and was
fighting with a dog would spread all over the imperial capital tomorrow!"
"Ha ha." Francis laughed out loud. When Harper and Matthew turned their faces to him, he smiled awkwardly and asked, "I had
no idea there was actually such a disease that could drive people so mad that they would fight with a dog. Is that really
possible?"
"Of course there is such a disease. It's known as the mad dog disease," Harper explained. "Just as the name suggests, a person
with this disease behaves like a mad dog. He will bite anyone or anything that he sees. So he would also fight with a dog, just
the same as a mad dog."
Francis opened his mouth slightly, as if he were totally dumbfounded by this extraordinary thing. But in a moment he realized that

Harper was implying that Felix was like a vicious, violent mad dog.
"So, was Felix suffering from that disease from the moment he came here? He was acting as if he wanted to tear me apart. It
was really creepy," Francis asked. Teasing Felix was a clever strategy to ingratiate himself with Harper. Harper didn't like Felix,

him either. Felix made his life difficult wherever he went, and he was nearly at his wit's end to deal with that. But Harper merely gave him a bland smile in response. Seeing the two of them both smiling, Matthew felt a bit jealous and uncomfortable. Then he picked up a piece of braised pork and took a bite from the fatty section of it, and

that he was in a good mood. Francis also kept the smile on his face, but his smile was fake. The scene of domestic happiness in front of him became a bit hard for him to see after a while. He then said, "It's obvious that you love each other very much. I really admire it. Well, I think I'd better leave now, so that I won't disturb you. I'll pay you a visit another day." Francis got up slowly and walked out steadily. As his figure receded, Matthew lifted up his eyes to Harper. He then said, "Harp, I want to have the exquisite lotus-nut sweet soup made by you." "Okay, I'll cook that for you later, but you have to eat lunch first now," Harper replied obediently. Francis, meanwhile, could hardly keep himself from smiling as he heard them talk

Matthew, who was cold and indifferent to everyone and everything else, only showed love and affection in front of his wife.
Francis felt infinitely jealous that Matthew had such a tender and warm domestic life. He wished that he were Matthew, so that he
could act like a spoiled child in front of Harper.
After Felix left Matthew's mansion, he went directly into the Imperial Palace to speak with the empress.
The empress was still worried about Francis' rising. She did not yet know that after Felix had spent some time with Francis, he
realized that his weak brother was harmless and that Matthew was the real danger.
"Your Majesty, Prince Felix is here," Nancy reported to the empress.

"Don't your servants take care of you? They haven't even prepared a hand warmer for you. It's so cold today. You might catch a cold." "Mother, I'm not fragile like an old man," Felix said with a wry smile. Then he threw his cloak off. Nancy quickly rushed over, took the cloak, and placed a hand warmer in his hands. Even though Felix said he did not need one, as servants, they had to

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