His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Mo Sangyu's gaze swept over the group, and seeing Ya Zi there as well, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "You guys are pretty quick, how did you find this place?"

"Miss."

When Ya Zi saw Mo Sangyu, a slight smile appeared on her icy face: "This is the address Mr. Gu gave me before I left."

After saying that, he looked at Feng Xingyu and lowered his head: "Zhou Jinghuai and that advisor have been locked in the dungeon. They were given drugs along the way and have been in a coma."

"Um."

Feng Xingyu nodded and said indifferently, "Well done."

At this moment, Mo Sangwan peeked out from behind Mo Sangyu and looked ahead curiously.

Her gaze fell on Ya Zi, and her eyes suddenly lit up. Before Mo Sangyu could call out, she ran over and grabbed Ya Zi's hand.

"Brother...you look so handsome."

She tilted her little face up, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Ya Zi, and said softly, "Wanwan likes you."

Ya Zi was completely stunned.

He had spent years living on the edge of a knife, exuding a murderous aura, and only in front of young ladies would he lower his guard.

This was the first time someone had dared to grab his hand so directly and compliment his good looks.

The crucial point is that this person... looks so much like the young lady?!

He suddenly felt as if his heart had skipped a beat.

No.

This is not a young lady!

Ya Zi quickly shook off Mo Sangwan's hand, awkwardly shifting her gaze away, her ears turning red uncontrollably.

"elder brother?"

The girl pouted after her hand was shaken off, but then surprisingly pulled it back up.

Her hands were small, soft, and slightly cool, gripping his fingers tightly: "Brother, don't you like Wanwan?"

Mo Sangyu was also somewhat surprised.

Unexpectedly, her adopted younger sister is quite the looks-obsessed person.

The same thing happened with Feng Xingyu before. Although I was a little afraid of him, I couldn't help but steal glances at him.

Now they're even more direct with Yazi.

However, Ya Zi's appearance is completely inconsistent with his personality. On the surface, he looks like a clean and tidy little puppy, which explains why Mo Sangwan likes him.

"Wanwan, come here," Mo Sangyu said.

Mo Sangwan turned around, looked at Mo Sangyu, then at Ya Zi, seemingly reluctant, but still obediently let go of his hand.

She took a small step to Mo Sangyu's side, then turned back and smiled at Ya Zi.

Ya Zi couldn't help but glance at Mo Sangwan again.

At first glance, she does indeed look a lot like a young lady.

But clearly, they are two different people.

Ya Zi suddenly woke up.

"Sir, Madam, the rooms are ready. Would you like to rest here tonight?" one of the men, dressed as a farmer, asked respectfully.

Seeing what had just happened, Feng Xingyu's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything. He looked at the farmer and said, "Have the kitchen prepare some food and bring it to the room."

After saying that, he looked at Mo Sangyu and said, "Don't stand outside, let's go back to the room and talk."

The group entered the main hall of the manor.

The food was brought in and placed on the table.

Mo Sangwan's gaze was immediately drawn to the fragrant food.

"Eat up." Mo Sangyu placed a chicken leg on her plate. "These are all for you."

Mo Sangwan took the chicken leg and began to take big bites.

She ate with gusto, her cheeks bulging, showing no trace of girlishness; she ate like a little hamster.

Their eyes were filled with longing and satisfaction for food, which made one feel a little sad.

Mo Sangyu patted her head: "Eat slowly, no one will take it from you."

"This place is not a good place to stay."

Feng Xingyu said in a deep voice, "Why don't we have Ya Zi escort your sister back? Ya Zi is your man, so you'll feel more at ease having him escort her."

Upon hearing this, Mo Sangyu looked up at him.

Indeed, it would be safest to send Sang Wan back to Chen Kingdom as soon as possible.

Once their whereabouts are exposed, it will become much more difficult for them to leave.

Seeing that Mo Sangyu nodded in agreement, Feng Xingyu added, "Then we'll stay here tonight, and tomorrow, after they've left safely, we'll take action again."

"Okay, get a good rest tonight."

Ya Zi stood to the side, listening to their arrangements, but seemed somewhat distracted.

His gaze involuntarily drifted towards Mo Sangwan, who was engrossed in eating.

Seeing her chubby cheeks and satisfied expression as she ate, even though her features were so similar to the young lady's, he didn't find it awkward at all; on the contrary... it was kind of cute.

Lost in thought, he suddenly heard Mo Sangyu call his name: "Yazi".

He quickly averted his gaze and lowered his eyes: "Miss."

Mo Sangyu walked up to him, tilted her head to look at him, and asked with a hint of teasing in her eyes, "Don't you think Wanwan is cute?"

Ya Zi pursed her lips and remained silent, her ears turning slightly red.

Seeing his reaction, Mo Sangyu chuckled and stopped teasing him. She said seriously, "Her name is Mo Sangwan, and she is my younger sister. Her mental age is that of a seven or eight-year-old, like a child. Tomorrow, I need you to escort her back to Chen Kingdom."

Ya Zi had already guessed Mo Sangwan's identity, after all, the two looked so alike, so she was not surprised, and simply bowed her head and replied, "Yes, Miss, I... I will definitely send the Second Miss back to Chen Kingdom safely."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a chicken leg was suddenly offered to his mouth.

Mo Sangwan suddenly appeared, standing on tiptoe, holding up a chicken leg, and gently blinking her big eyes: "Pretty brother, you eat."

Ya Zi froze, staring at the chicken leg in front of him and those expectant eyes, unsure how to react.

Okay.

This little girl.

Now that she has a handsome older brother, she no longer needs her as an older sister.

Mo Sangyu raised an eyebrow slightly.

But this is for the best. She likes Ya Zi, and with Ya Zi escorting her, she should be happier and less afraid on the way.

Ya Zi finally raised her hand and took the chicken leg, her voice a little hoarse: "...Thank you."

When Mo Sangwan saw that he had answered the call, she smiled happily and ran back to continue eating.

In the evening, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

Mo Sangwan's room was right next to Mo Sangyu's.

When Mo Sangyu came out after taking a shower, Feng Xingyu was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at a map with a slight frown.

Seeing her come out, he put down the map, got up and walked over, pulling her to sit down on the edge of the bed.

In the dim candlelight, he looked at her with deep eyes, raised his hand to caress her cheek, his thumb gently stroking her lips, then lowered his head and slowly brought his thin lips closer.

Mo Sangyu closed her eyes, waiting for the kiss to fall.

Just then, the door creaked open.

Mo Sangwan came running in, clutching her pillow.

Without even glancing at the person beside the bed, he went straight to the big bed, lifted the covers, and crawled inside.

Then a little head peeked out, looking at Mo Sangyu expectantly: "Wanwan wants to sleep with her older sister."

Feng Xingyu turned to look at her, his face darkening.

Upon seeing this, Mo Sangyu was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.

Seeing the hint of schadenfreude in her smile, Feng Xingyu became even more annoyed and barely suppressed the urge to throw the little girl out: "Fine, it's only for one night anyway, I won't fight her for it."

After saying that, he got up, walked to the table, sat down, poured himself a glass of cold tea, and gulped it down.

Mo Sangyu suppressed her smile, took off her shoes, got into bed, and lay down next to Mo Sangwan.

The little girl immediately clung to her like an octopus, hugging her arm tightly and resting her head on her shoulder before closing her eyes in peace.

"Sister..." she murmured softly, "Wanwan misses you so much..."

Apart from Feng Xingyu, no one else has been as close to her or as attached to her as Mo Sangwan.

But actually, Mo Sangyu wasn't very used to it.

She didn't speak, but gently patted Sang Wan's back. Soon after, Mo Sang Wan's even and long breathing could be heard.

Kids need good sleep.

They are immature and forgetful.

That's actually a good advantage; at least it didn't leave any psychological scars.

After the little girl fell asleep, Mo Sangyu also felt a bit sleepy.

She turned to look at Feng Xingyu and saw that he was still sitting at the table, twirling an empty cup in his hand, seemingly with no intention of leaving.

I wanted to say something to him, but before I could even open my mouth, I felt dizzy and fell asleep.

Seeing that she was sleeping like this and really didn't care about him, Feng Xingyu felt a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

He blew out the candles and lay down fully clothed on the soft couch by the window.

I was thinking of just making do here for the night.

In the darkness, he closed his eyes, but he wasn't sleepy at all; he could hear the sisters' soft breathing.

Why is Ah Yu sleeping so soundly tonight?

Thinking about it, it seemed like she hadn't gotten up in the middle of the night to look for him in a long time. However, perhaps it was because they slept in the same bed and he was always by her side, so there was no need for her to get up and look for him.

But the fact that she sleeps so soundly every time indicates that something is unusual.

Feng Xingyu sat up from the couch, intending to secretly bring Mo Sangyu to sleep, but as soon as he sat up, a figure fell face-to-face with him.

He reached out and caught a whole armful.

It was Mo Sangyu.

She did indeed trigger the soul contract.

The person fell into his arms and was still fast asleep.

Feng Xingyu easily lifted the person onto the couch and pulled him into his arms.

Holding her soft, fragrant body, he nuzzled contentedly against the crook of her neck.

He lowered his head, kissed her forehead, then followed the bridge of her nose down, finally covering her slightly parted lips.

He dared not make any further moves, fearing he would lose control.

I just held her like that and slowly closed my eyes.

The soft couch was narrow, and the two people were pressed tightly together with almost no gaps.

Mo Sangwan was sleeping soundly on the bed, sprawled out occasionally, letting out a few indistinct murmurs in her sleep.

I slept soundly until dawn.

When Mo Sangyu woke up, she found herself not only sleeping in Feng Xingyu's arms, but also with her hand on his chest.

She unconsciously pinched it.

It's firm and elastic, and feels really good to the touch.

She paused for a moment, then quickly withdrew her hand and sat up.

Looking around, I saw that Mo Sangwan was sleeping soundly on the bed, the blanket kicked to one side.

Turning around, she met Feng Xingyu, whom she had just woken up, who was grinning at her with a malicious grin: "Ayu, did it feel good just now?"

"Phoenixes will rule you..."

When did this man bring her here? She has no recollection of it at all.

Mo Sangyu looked at him suspiciously.

However, Feng Xingyu offered no explanation and willingly took the blame for her.

He sat up, reached out and tidied her slightly messy hair, his voice still hoarse from just waking up: "Did you sleep well?"

"good."

Mo Sangyu didn't press further; it didn't matter anyway. She got up from the bed and said, "It's time to get up."

Breakfast was simple: congee and side dishes.

Mo Sangyu specially asked the kitchen to make extra meat buns for Mo Sangwan to take with her.

After the meal, Mo Sangyu had the carriage thoroughly inspected inside and out, with thick mattresses and soft pillows added. A small food box filled with various snacks, dried meat, and fruit was also prepared.

Feng Xingyu leaned against the door, his gaze fixed on the little fool.

What a blessing it must have taken to meet such a wonderful older sister!

He is too.

It takes countless lifetimes of good fortune to meet Ayu.

After everything was prepared, Mo Sangyu pulled the little girl aside to discuss something: "Wanwan, I have something to tell you."

Mo Sangwan, biting into a steamed bun, blinked as she looked at her.

"My sister has some things to take care of, so she can't take you home right away."

Mo Sangyu tried her best to make her voice sound gentle.

"So, let the handsome older brother take you home first, okay? He'll take you to a really safe and wonderful place where there's lots of delicious food and fun things to do, and no one will ever bully you again."

The little girl's steamed bun instantly lost its flavor, and she asked eagerly, "Sister...isn't Sister with Wanwan?"

"Your sister will come to find you soon."

Mo Sangyu patted her head: "But you have to be good, stay with your handsome brother, don't run around, don't cry or make a fuss. I'll come find you as soon as I've finished what I'm doing, okay?"

The little girl's eyes welled up with tears. She looked at Mo Sangyu, then at Ya Zi standing not far away.

She pouted, wanting to cry but holding it in.

Mo Sangyu coaxed her a few more times, and finally said, "If you're a good girl, when your sister comes to find you, she'll bring you lots and lots of candy."

The little girl sniffed, nodded, and said in a small voice, "Then...then sister should come quickly."

"Yes, definitely."

Mo Sangyu hugged her, then led her to Ya Zi and placed her hand in Ya Zi's: "I'm leaving it to you."

Ya Zi grasped that soft little hand, her palm slightly warm.

He looked down at Mo Sangwan's red eyes, his voice unconsciously softening: "Don't worry, Miss... I will protect you with my own life."

"Um."

Mo Sangyu had complete trust in Ya Zi and recognized his abilities: "You've worked hard. Take a good rest for a couple of days when you get back."

"This is what a slave should do; it's not hard work."

Ya Zi mustered her courage, raised her eyes, and looked directly at Mo Sangyu, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

But he hid it well; after just one glance, he immediately lowered his eyes again: "Please take good care of yourself, Miss. I'll take the Second Miss with me now."

After saying that, he led Mo Sang into the carriage.

The carriage curtain fell, blocking the view.

Watching the carriage disappear into the distance, Feng Xingyu stepped forward and put his arm around Mo Sangyu's shoulder: "We should go too."

"Don't rush, let me sense where my fake body is first."

Mo Sangyu used talisman paper to detect the location of the dummy.

However, she tried twice in a row but couldn't find any trace of the dummy.

Seeing that Mo Sangyu's expression changed slightly, Feng Xingyu asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"This doesn't seem good."

Mo Sangyu tried again to locate Mo Sangwan's avatar.

Logically, she should still be in that attic.

However, the first investigation confirmed that it was still there.

But then, upon another investigation, Mo Sangwan's avatar also disappeared.

"Feng Xingyu, both my avatar and Wanwan's have vanished!"

"disappear?"

Feng Xingyu's expression hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "You were seen through so quickly?"

"With that Eunuch Qing around, it's only a matter of time before they find out."

Mo Sangyu said, "Feng Xingyu, you must immediately send a message to Mr. Gu. Be extremely careful of the spies from Da You recently. You cannot allow your fake identity to be exposed again, otherwise..."

"I know."

Feng Xingyu delivered the message and instructed the people in the manor to keep a close eye on Zhou Jinghuai and his advisor. Then, he and Mo Sangyu went to the city to gather information.

They had only gone halfway when they encountered the scouts sent by the manor returning.

"Something's happened!"