His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

"Wait for you."

Feng Xingyu stood up, pulled her to sit down at the small table, and lifted the hand warmer: "You haven't eaten all day, aren't you hungry?"

The food was still steaming hot, and it was all her favorite flavor.

Mo Sangyu then realized her stomach was empty and picked up her chopsticks: "A little."

Feng Xingyu ladled a bowl of soup for her and placed it beside her, but he didn't touch his own chopsticks, only watching her eat: "Did it go smoothly?"

"smoothly."

Mo Sangyu took a sip of soup, feeling the warmth in her stomach, and comfortably squinted her eyes: "With the tracking talisman planted, her soul is pure, and she should be able to find a suitable body soon. Once things stabilize over there, the talisman will be able to sense her location, and Chu Canglan will be able to go find her."

"That's good."

Feng Xingyu then picked up his chopsticks and ate with her: "Chu Canglan has settled into a villa in the city, and he has also made arrangements in Youdu City. There shouldn't be any trouble in the short term, so you can rest assured."

"Um."

Mo Sangyu responded and focused on eating.

Feng Xingyu kept putting food on her plate, and only after she had almost finished eating did he casually ask, "Your body-borrowing technique only relies on fate? What if the body you find isn't satisfactory?"

Mo Sangyu put down her bowl and wiped her mouth: "That's why it's called random body borrowing. You can't choose your appearance, background, or circumstances."

Back then, wasn't she herself a prime example? She was almost strangled to death right after her rebirth.

This situation is completely beyond our control.

It's possible to borrow a woman of great wealth, or it's possible... she might just be a countrywoman, or even someone with a disability. This is the price, and the uncertainty that new life must bear.

Chu Canglan should understand this.

However, a body with the same magnetic field as the Silver Moon wouldn't be too bad either.

Feng Xingyu nodded and said nothing more.

Being able to be reborn is already difficult enough; as for the rest, it really depends on fate and destiny.

After finishing the meal.

Feng Xingyu leaned closer and asked her, "Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

After Mo Sangyu answered, she met his gradually darkening gaze and her heart skipped a beat.

An ominous premonition came over me.

Sure enough, the next second, Feng Xingyu picked her up and carried her to the bedchamber.

"Feng Xingyu!"

Mo Sangyu reacted as if facing a formidable enemy: "You said you would restrain yourself in the future, but if you don't, you're a dog!"

"Woof."

"..."

The next day, Mo Sangyu slept until almost noon again.

I didn't move immediately after waking up. I lay in bed for a while before slowly sitting up.

My lower back aches and my legs feel weak.

She glanced expressionlessly at the empty seat next to her, mentally cursing the insatiable and shameless guy several times over.

He imitated a dog's bark, and it came out quite smoothly.

How can you still have so much energy when you're so busy every day?

Hearing the noise, the palace maid Tao Tao tiptoed in. Seeing that she was already awake, she quickly stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, you're awake. Would you like some food?"

"Um."

Mo Sangyu's voice was a little hoarse: "Fetch some water to wash up first."

After washing up and changing into some comfortable casual clothes, breakfast was served.

She ate slowly, pondering what she should do today.

We can't just stay here forever.

They cannot take any further action until the political situation in the Great Chen Dynasty is completely stable.

I can't stay in the palace all the time... I can't stand it.

While they were eating, Feng Xingyu returned.

He changed into a dark-colored casual outfit, looking refreshed and with a satisfied languor in his eyes.

He walked to the table, sat down naturally next to her, and reached out to touch her face: "You're awake. How did you sleep?"

Mo Sangyu ignored him and continued drinking her porridge.

Feng Xingyu didn't mind and continued, "I met with several officials this morning and roughly finalized the regulations for the imperial examination and the Censorate. Jinzhi is efficient, and the detailed rules should be released in a few days."

"Mm," Mo Sangyu responded.

Nothing urgent this afternoon.

Feng Xingyu looked at her: "What do you want to do? I'll go with you."

Mo Sangyu frowned and pondered for a moment, then his eyes became serious: "Our highway is already open to traffic and the feedback has been quite good. I'm thinking of connecting the remaining areas. Anyway, we can't do anything else during this time, so let's just get the roads repaired first."

"That……"

Feng Xingyu hesitated for a moment before asking again, "Are you leaving again?"

"It won't be as long as before; I'll just visit occasionally at most."

After all, the craftsmen are already very familiar with this, and they no longer need someone to supervise them at all times as they used to.

"...Okay, then you can make the arrangements."

Feng Xingyu knew that Mo Sangyu couldn't stay idle. If he didn't find something for her to do, then it would really be easy for... trouble to happen.

"You don't need to keep me company this afternoon, you can do your own thing."

"I……"

Mo Sangyu didn't give him a chance to refuse: "It's decided then."

Feng Xingyu looked at her, his lips moved, but in the end he swallowed his words and only gave a soft "hmm".

"Well, I'm leaving then." He stood up. "Shall we have dinner together tonight?"

"understood."

Mo Sangyu nodded and urged him, "Go on and get busy, don't delay important matters."

Feng Xingyu glanced at her, then turned and left.

His back view looked normal, but Mo Sangyu still keenly caught the fleeting look of disappointment in his eyes when he turned around.

So what if I didn't let him come with me?

Why aren't you happy?

Mo Sangyu didn't think too much about it. After finishing her meal, she asked someone to call Ya Zi over.

Ya Zi arrived quickly, dressed in all black with a cold and stern face.

He had been helping Gu Jinzhi with some clandestine investigations lately, and thought that Miss Gu had forgotten about him.

"Miss." He bowed slightly.

"sit."

Mo Sangyu pointed to the chair opposite him: "His Majesty and I have discussed your reward. There are two options: one is to go to the Imperial Guard and take a position with real power, which will give you a bright future."

"Secondly, you could go to the newly established Inspectorate, where you'd be responsible for covert investigations and investigative work. What do you think about that?"

Ya Zi didn't sit down, but just stood there, silent for a long time.

He wanted to stay by her side, to be her slave, and to protect her forever.

But he knew that was unrealistic.

She is now the Empress, and he can no longer be as inseparable from her as before.

If I'm destined not to be with her...

So, the Imperial Guards?

At least she's still in the palace, so perhaps we can see her from time to time.

Inspectorate?

It's freer there, and he can better utilize his strengths, but it's far from the palace, far from her...

The two choices were constantly torn in his mind.

Finally, he raised his eyes and looked at Mo Sangyu, his voice low and hoarse: "Miss, what do you want me to do? Whatever you want me to do, I will do."

Give her the choice.

He went wherever she told him to go.

Mo Sangyu glanced at him with some surprise; she hadn't expected Ya Zi to let her make the decision.

However, since he asked, she thought about it seriously.

The Imperial Guard was good, but it had many rules and restrictions.

Ya Zi is cold-hearted and dislikes socializing, so he may not be well-suited to this situation.

The Inspectorate is newly established and needs people who are absolutely loyal and skilled at investigation.

Ya Zi's abilities are clearly more suited to the Censorate.

"The Inspectorate, perhaps."

Mo Sangyu made a decision: "They need someone like you more there. As for the specific powers and regulations, Mr. Gu will draft them and explain them to you in detail."

Ya Zi's heart sank slightly, but then he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the young lady also felt that he was more suited to that place.

He lowered his eyes, concealing the complex emotions within them, and replied softly, "Yes, Miss arranged it. I... am very satisfied."

Mo Sangyu nodded: "Then you should prepare these next few days, and go to take office once the regulations are released."

"Yes."

Ya Zi agreed without saying anything more, bowed, and left.

As he stepped out of the palace, he paused, glanced back at the blurry figure inside, then turned and strode away.

In the afternoon, Mo Sangyu left the palace and first went to the Ministry of Works to find the official in charge of road construction. He handed over the general plan and drawings for the subsequent road connections, and then went to inspect several key sections of the road before returning to the palace.

By the time we finished all that, it was already getting dark.

When she returned to the palace, the palace lanterns were already lit.

Instead of returning directly to her palace, she went to the highest point of the palace wall.

The night wind howled, lifting her clothes and hair.

From here, you can overlook most of the city's night view, with thousands of lights twinkling like stars.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and slowly raised her hands.

With their palms facing each other, an invisible spiritual force began to flow and gather around her.

stronger.

Gradually, a huge, invisible yet real light shield began to take shape.

An invisible light shield, like ripples on water, spread outwards from her in all directions.

Until the entire palace was shrouded in defensive restrictions.

A flash of light, and then it disappeared into the night.

Compared to the entire city, the palace was much smaller, so it did not consume too much spiritual energy this time.

From then on, no one with ill intentions could enter the palace without permission.

Mo Sangyu withdrew her hand and took a breath.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, a cloak still warm from her body gently fell onto her shoulders from behind.

Mo Sangyu turned back.

Feng Xingyu appeared behind her unnoticed: "You set up a restriction here as well?"

"Um."

Mo Sangyu nodded.

"This way, we can alleviate some of the pressure of insufficient personnel. We won't need too many imperial guards patrolling the palace. We can also try to see if Chu Canglan can still break in without using the palace gates."

"uncertain."

"Oh? How so?"

"This restriction originally came from Youdu, and he is familiar with it. Furthermore, from my perspective... I can enter, but I can't do it silently," Feng Xingyu said.

In other words, if a powerful figure were to break in, it would immediately alert the people inside.

The first to be alarmed was Mo Sangyu, the one who set up the restriction.

Mo Sangyu pondered for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "That doesn't matter. In this world, how many of you and how many of Chu Canglan are there? If there are, and they can be discovered immediately, then this restriction won't have been set up in vain."

She was guarding against the people of the Great You Dynasty and the Tianyan Sect.

More than a month has passed since the founding of Chen Kingdom, and they have stopped trying to conceal their identities. The Great You Dynasty has sent countless spies, and the news must have been sent back long ago.

However, they haven't made a move yet.

Given that person's personality, knowing that Feng Xingyu was not dead and had even established the Chen Kingdom, he probably wouldn't have been able to sit still for long.

"Um."

Feng Xingyu grasped her hand, about to lead her down, when suddenly a ripple came from the outer edge of the barrier.

Is someone... running into a wall?

The two exchanged a glance and quickly rushed towards the location of the impact.

"Who... is this?"