Chapter 567 Felix''s Mad Behavior (Part One)


    "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 n''s mansion. Has Felix left?" Harper asked


    as tly 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, Harpermented, "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." Francisughed 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 exined. "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 toN?velDrama.Org exclusive content.


    ingratiate himself with Harper. Harper didn''t like Felix, so he wanted to emphasize that he didn''t like 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 nd smile in response. Seeing the two of them both smiling, Matthew


    felt a bit jealous and ufortable. Then he picked up a piece of braised pork and took a bite from the


    fatty section of it, and then offered it to Harper. "It tastes excellent. Have a try," he suggested.


    Harper then took a bite and chewed it slowly, savoring the quality. "Mmm, it tastes good. Megan''s


    cooking is improving."


    Matthew''s mouth curved into a smile. It was clear 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 youter, but you have to eat lunch first now," Harper replied obediently.


    Francis, meanwhile, could hardly keep himself from smiling as he heard them talk from behind. Now he


    understood that 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 Pce 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.


    "Oh? Bring him in!" the empress said eagerly. She was holding a hand warmer in her hands. When she


    saw Felix appear grumpy as he entered, she frowned and said, "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 ced a hand warmer in his hands. Even though Felix said he


    did not need one, as servants, they had to have everything prepared. That was their responsibility.


    Although Felix thought that holding a hand warmer was a bit feminine, he decided to humor his mother


    and obey her request. ordingly, he epted the hand warmer like a good son and sat opposite the


    empress.


    "So, did you gain anything today at Matthew''s mansion?" the empress asked softly. Matthew''s attitude,


    state of mind, and positions were what they cared about now. The emperor intended to assist Francis


    to make an entry into court life because Francis had saved him. Thising change greatly threatened


    Felix and the empress. After all, Francis always had a force behind him that was as powerful as the


    empress''s family. Moreover, Sherry was a favorite of the emperor. If Francis really began to work as an


    official, he would be a great opponent for Felix. In that event, Felix would be desperate for


    Matthew''s support.


    "A bumper harvest," Felix said as the maid gave him warm tea and he opened the lid. The tea leaves


    floated in the warm water. "Francis knows little of politics, and cares even less."


    "People from the royal family know how to disguise themselves. There is no one in the world who does


    not want to sit on the throne," the empress asserted confidently. "You must be careful. Don''t be fooled


    by him."


    Felix frowned and said, "Francis'' health is greatly improved now, but he is still very weak. He saved


    Father at the expense of his own body. He is just a feeble invalid and we have no reason to be afraid of


    him. What''s more, Francis is a coward. He even didn''t dare to contradict me after I gave him so many


    provocations today. I don''t think we should spend too much time or energy on him."


    "Francis..." the empress murmured as she tried to recall what he looked like. Although he had lived in


    the Imperial Pce for many years, she had actually seen him very few times. That was because he


    had been bed-ridden most of his life. The impression she had gathered from her few sightings of him


    was that Francis was a very sick man, with a weak body but a handsome face. That was the empress''s


    impression of him.