His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Mo Sangyu looked in the direction he indicated.

A side gate of the opposite house was gently opened, and a figure strolled out slowly.

The man was dressed in a dark red, close-fitting outfit and was extremely thin.

He carried a small wine jug in his hand, and walked with a somewhat casual gait, his toes barely touching the ground, as if he were floating.

The moonlight wasn't bright, but it was enough to make out his face.

His face was pale and bloodless, his features were plain, except for his eyes, which shone eerily in the night, like two ghostly flames.

He walked to the center of the street, tilted his head back and took a swig of wine, his Adam's apple bobbing, and then stood there, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the rooftops and alleyways around him.

Mo Sangyu felt a chill run down her spine.

The feeling this person gave her was very similar to Chu Canglan's; it was that unfathomable, abyssal aura, yet it possessed a coldness and a dangerous, venomous quality, like a viper spitting its tongue.

"It's him..."

Feng Xingyu's voice was extremely low, almost inaudible: "Eunuch Qing, Feng Mingyuan's most trusted shadow."

Even as a child, he felt that this Eunuch Qing was no ordinary person, but at that time he was not strong enough to sense the depth of the other party's abilities.

At this moment, it seems that this person is undoubtedly the Grandmaster who has been hiding in the capital.

Eunuch Qing took another sip of wine, seemingly savoring it, then turned around and looked in the direction where Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu were hiding.

Even though they were separated by a street and houses blocked their view, at that moment, Mo Sangyu had the illusion of being targeted by a venomous snake, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

Feng Xingyu placed his hand on her shoulder, increasing the pressure, and circulated his true energy to tightly envelop and conceal their auras.

At this moment, if Mo Sangyu were to use her spiritual power, it would be easy for her to reveal her aura.

Eunuch Qing's gaze lingered on that rooftop for about two or three breaths, without any expression, before slowly moving away, as if it were just a casual glance.

He picked up the wine jug, turned around, and slowly strolled back to the side door, disappearing inside.

The door closed gently.

On the rooftop, Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu held their breath and waited for a while before relaxing slightly after confirming that there was no further movement.

Feng Xingyu released his grip, his voice calm: "He must have sensed something just now, but he wasn't sure."

Mo Sangyu also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a chill run down her spine.

Is this person really just a grandmaster?

But his perception seems even stronger.

"This person... has been staying in this house all along?" she asked in a low voice.

"Not necessarily, but his presence here suggests that this house is more important than we thought."

Feng Xingyu's expression was solemn: "With him here, it will be more than twice as difficult for us to sneak in and rescue them."

Mo Sangyu frowned.

Indeed, with a grandmaster in charge, any slight movement could be detected.

The key issue is that if saving just one person exposes your identity, it would be a losing proposition.

The subsequent plans will also be disrupted.

"Let's go back first," Feng Xingyu said. "We'll discuss this further later."

The two returned to the inn and locked the doors and windows.

"Eunuch Qing..."

Mo Sangyu sat down and poured a glass of water: "Between him and Chu Canglan, who do you think is more capable?"

"have no idea."

Feng Xingyu shook his head: "They have never fought. I only knew that Eunuch Qing was not simple, but I did not know that he was a Grandmaster hidden in the capital of the Great You Kingdom. He might be even better than Chu Canglan. His aura is too sinister."

"I think the same way you do."

Even without using her divine sense to investigate, Mo Sangyu could sense that this person's strength was definitely above Chu Canglan's.

She now possesses 70% of her spiritual power...

What should I do? I really want to fight him!

"Don't do anything reckless."

Seeing the expression on her face, Feng Xingyu guessed what she was thinking: "I know you definitely have the strength to fight him, but now is not the time to make a move."

Ah Yu is too capricious in his actions, and he has a rebellious streak. He really... can't help but worry.

"oops."

Mo Sangyu gently punched his chest: "Am I really that unreliable in your eyes?"

"no."

Feng Xingyu took her hand and kissed it, then smiled indulgently at her: "My Ayu is the most reliable. We are all thanks to Yu'er for getting to where we are today."

certainly not.

No matter how capable she is, she couldn't have built this empire all by herself.

Each and every one of them deserves credit.

However, Mo Sangyu knew he was trying to make her happy, so she didn't bother to argue.

"That Eunuch Qing has been watching from across the street. Does that mean we're completely helpless?"

"I think we can wait a little longer."

Feng Xingyu's dark eyes flickered slightly: "Now that 'you' are in their hands, and with so many rumors about you over the past six months, how could Mo Zhiyuan and Feng Mingyuan not be curious? I guess, at the latest, they'll transfer you away."

"You mean to say that Eunuch Qing was watching me, while he was secretly waiting for you to come and rescue me?"

"Yes, they used your sister to threaten you, and then used you to set a trap... to see if they could catch me."

"He really is a cunning old fox."

Mo Sangyu's lips curled into a mocking smile.

It seems that none of their previous plans and false messages could completely deceive Feng Mingyuan.

This level of defensiveness is exceptionally strong.

Ultimately, his ultimate goal was always his son, Feng Xingyu.

He would not be able to eat or sleep if Feng Xingyu did not die.

Mo Sangyu suddenly thought of her past life.

Although she was expelled from the family in her teens, at least the old folks in the family didn't insist on exterminating her.

It was probably because they knew she was difficult to kill, and she had always been indifferent to the Hidden Race, so she wouldn't compete with them for anything.

Therefore, she lived a carefree and unrestrained life during those years of wandering.

However, the behavior of this Great You Emperor is truly disgusting.

While using his son to guard the frontier and protect the country, he harbored murderous intentions as his son's power grew.

Feng Xingyu... Could he not be the emperor's biological son?

Unfortunately, after meeting Feng Mingyuan, Mo Sangyu no longer doubted this issue.

Go to bed early tonight.

Feng Xingyu pulled her to bed: "You need to be well-rested to better cope with the situation."

"Um."

The next day, before dawn.

Then someone went to that villa and secretly took away the fake Mo Sangyu.

It's only been one night, and they've already transferred the person away?

The people who came were the palace guards, and there were also people from the Imperial Guard secretly following them, plus Eunuch Qing...

Feng Xingyu said sarcastically, "He really thinks highly of me. This setup can be considered the highest standard of defense."

"certainly."

Mo Sangyu leaned on his shoulder, her tone equally sarcastic: "Otherwise, I wouldn't be so wary of you."

After the Imperial Guards took the dummy away, not long after, Eunuch Qing's presence also disappeared.

Now that they have Mo Sangyu as their trump card, they naturally don't take Mo Sangwan seriously anymore.

good chance.

Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu exchanged a glance, and without a word, they knew what to do next.

The villa remains heavily guarded.

However, without Eunuch Qing, these people were no longer a threat to them.

The two sneaked in through the high wall and stood under the attic, waiting for the changing of the guard in the morning.

The small building was a two-story structure with its doors and windows tightly closed. In addition to the patrolling guards and the hidden sentries around it, there were two other guards on duty at the door.

The guards on duty were exhausted. One of them yawned and said, "Why aren't they here yet? I'm about to die of sleep."

"Or should we retreat first? That idiot inside isn't going to run away."

"That's right. Miss Mo has already walked right into our trap, so this fool is no longer of any use. We don't need to keep an eye on him like before. Let's go."

With that, the two guards strode away.

Feng Xingyu stepped forward and gently unlatched the latch on the first-floor window, and the two slipped inside.

The building was dimly lit and filled with a faint smell of mildew and medicine.

The first floor was empty, with only some simple tables and chairs.

Mo Sangyu pointed upstairs.

Feng Xingyu understood and stood guard at the entrance on the first floor, while Mo Sangyu quietly went up the stairs.

There was only one room upstairs, the door ajar, with a dim candlelight shining through.

Mo Sangyu pushed open the door and went in.

The room was very simple, with only a bed, a table, and a chair.

A woman dressed in a thin white dress was curled up on the bed, her back to the door, her body trembling slightly.

Seemingly hearing a noise, the woman slowly turned around.

Mo Sangyu saw her face clearly.

She had a face that looked seven or eight parts similar to hers.

To be precise, it's a face that resembles the original owner's.

However, although their eyebrow and eye contours are very similar, their temperaments are completely different.

Mo Sangyu's beauty is sharp, somewhat sinister, and dangerously aggressive.

The woman on the bed had fair skin and eyes as clear as a mountain spring, untouched by worldly dust.

Like a child, innocent and pure.

When she saw Mo Sangyu, her eyes widened suddenly and instantly filled with tears.

Then her lips trembled, and she burst into tears.

He scrambled off the bed, stumbled and fell into Mo Sangyu's arms, and hugged her waist tightly.

"Sister... Sister, you've finally come to find Wanwan... Wanwan is so scared... They're so mean... They won't give Wanwan any food... They even hit Wanwan..."

She cried so hard she could barely breathe, her words incoherent, tears and snot smeared all over Mo Sangyu's clothes.

Mo Sangyu stood frozen in place.

The person in my arms was very thin, her body so frail it was almost painful to look at. Her white dress was filthy, covered in mud and dark stains, and there were several light bruises on her bare arms.

Her mental capacity was clearly stuck at a child's level. She clung to herself as if she were her only lifeline, both dependent and aggrieved.

This is the original owner's younger sister, Mo Sangwan.

Mo Sangyu had never experienced family affection since childhood, and this situation completely overwhelmed her.

She reached out and patted Mo Sangwan's back somewhat stiffly: "Don't cry, I'll take you away."

Mo Sangwan raised her tear-filled face and asked, sobbing, "Really? Sister isn't lying to Wanwan?"

"I'm not lying to you."

Mo Sangyu tried to soften her tone: "But you have to listen to me, don't make a sound, and stay close to me."

"Yes, Wanwan is good. Wanwan is the most obedient!"

Mo Sangwan nodded vigorously, tears still clinging to her eyelashes, but a trusting smile appeared on her face as she tightly grasped Mo Sangyu's hand, as if she were holding the whole world.

Mo Sangyu pulled her along and quickly went downstairs.

When Feng Xingyu saw them come down, his gaze lingered on Mo Sangwan's face for a moment. He didn't ask any questions, but only said in a low voice, "Let's go back the way we came."

"Wait a moment."

Suddenly remembering something, Mo Sangyu pushed Mo Sangwan to Feng Xingyu: "Keep an eye on her for me, I'll be right back."

"elder sister……"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Mo Sangwan immediately panicked, her eyes reddened, and large tears fell down her cheeks: "Sister lied to Wanwan!"

"No, I'm not lying to you!"

Mo Sangyu had a headache and quickly comforted her, "Sister is just going upstairs to get something. You and brother stay here and wait for sister to come back. Be good, Wanwan, don't make a sound. If the bad guys hear us, sister won't be able to take Wanwan away."

Upon hearing this, Mo Sangwan was so frightened that she immediately fell silent and nodded hastily, indicating that she would behave.

"You watch her," Mo Sangyu said, turning to Feng Xingyu.

Feng Xingyu nodded.

After that, she went back to her room upstairs.

He quickly condensed ice runes and used his avatar to create a fake Mo Sangwan.

Thankfully, I remembered.

Otherwise, if that old fox discovers that Mo Sangwan has been rescued, it will surely alert him and make him more vigilant.

Only after making sure the dummy looked exactly like Mo Sangwan did she go downstairs again.

When Mo Sangwan saw her, she immediately rushed over and hugged her: "Sister... Wanwan likes sister."

So clingy.

It's likely that she and the original owner of this body had a very good relationship.

Forget it.

Just consider it as borrowing the original owner's body...

It's only right that I help her take care of her younger sister.

I initially thought I wouldn't interfere with the original owner's affairs, but now I've contradicted myself.

But since my little sister is so cute, I'll just have to hit her.

The three of them returned to the inn.

Mo Sangyu first had hot water brought over to help Mo Sangwan take a bath, and then changed her into a clean and comfortable light blue dress.

The little girl is so beautiful.

Because she was so thin, her round eyes looked exceptionally large.

I don't know how long they've been captured and how much torture they've endured, yet they're so thin.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, Feng Xingyu brought over a steaming hot meal.

Four dishes and a soup were already the best food available at this inn.

The three of them sat down to eat.

Mo Sangwan was initially a little timid, cautiously observing Feng Xingyu's expression.

This older brother is really handsome, but he looks a bit fierce.

She didn't dare to talk to him.

"Wanwan, time to eat."

Mo Sangyu served her food, noticing that she was staring at Feng Xingyu as if she were a little scared. Feng Xingyu noticed this as well.

He tugged at his lips, forcing a gentle smile that seemed to deceive a child: "Wanwan, I'm your brother-in-law. From now on, your sister and brother-in-law will protect you together, okay?"

"Brother-in-law?"

Mo Sangwan clearly didn't understand this form of address, but seeing how handsome he was smiling, she was no longer afraid and obediently nodded, "Okay."

"Then let's eat quickly."

Feng Xingyu also put some food on her plate, saying, "Eat more."

Mo Sangwan picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

She ate quickly, but her table manners were not rude; it was just that she was very hungry.

Mo Sangyu rubbed her head before picking up his chopsticks. While eating, he said to Feng Xingyu, "We need to get Wanwan out of the city as soon as possible and find a safe place to settle her. We definitely can't go back to that place. It would be best... to send her directly back to Chen Kingdom."

Feng Xingyu paused for a moment, then picked up a piece of meat and placed it in Mo Sangyu's bowl before saying, "There is a manor outside the city, a stronghold established many years ago. It is absolutely safe. Let's send it there first, and then we can discuss how to send it back to Chen Kingdom."

"Okay," Mo Sangyu agreed.

After dark, the two immediately took action.

Taking advantage of the darkness, they didn't go through the city gate. Recently, the checks to leave the city have been strict, so to be on the safe side, they took Mo Sangwan and jumped over the city wall.

Zhuangzi lived in a mountain valley twenty li outside the city, surrounded by farmland and woods.

It's very secluded.

When they arrived, there were already people waiting at the entrance of the manor.

Besides the two seemingly honest and simple farmers, there was another group of people.

"you……"