His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

There was no movement beneath the ruins.

When Eunuch Qing saw Feng Xingyu lose control like this because of a woman, he felt that this was a golden opportunity.

Perfect, this is a good opportunity to eliminate this threat for His Majesty.

He let out a sinister laugh, and dragging his heavily injured body, he tiptoed closer silently.

His palm carried a chilling black aura, ready to strike Feng Xingyu's head with a single step closer.

Unexpectedly, just as he raised his hand, the dark figure in front of him suddenly turned around.

His already eerie red eyes were now completely submerged in blood, so intense it looked like they were about to bleed. The corners of his eyes were tinged with a terrifying crimson, and even his pupils were almost unfocused, leaving only the most violent killing intent.

crazy!

Eunuch Qing's heart sank, and he immediately tried to back away, but Feng Xingyu grabbed his neck.

Feng Xingyu grabbed his throat with one hand and slowly lifted him up.

His feet were dangling in the air, his heavily injured body struggling helplessly in mid-air. His hands gripped Feng Xingyu's wrists tightly, but he couldn't budge them even slightly.

"You dare kill her."

Feng Xingyu's fingers tightened further, his red eyes devoid of any emotion, only a deathly stillness of killing intent.

His voice was so low and hoarse it was almost inhuman, each word carrying a bone-crushing cruelty: "You—dare—to—kill—her!"

Grandpa Qing's face turned purple, his trachea was almost severed from being choked, and his vision blurred as the shadow of death loomed over him.

"Don't...kill me..."

Driven by his survival instinct, he mustered his last ounce of strength and forced out a hoarse voice: "I know... I know why your mother... committed suicide back then."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xingyu's hand gripping his neck paused slightly.

A slight change finally appeared on his face.

Eunuch Qing coughed violently. Before he could speak, Feng Xingyu threw him away violently, and he fell to the ground. Already seriously injured, he coughed up another mouthful of blood and immediately fainted.

Feng Xingyu didn't have time to think too much and quickly continued clearing away the broken walls and ruins.

But he had calmed down.

He was so worried that he forgot about the soul contract.

Ayu is definitely alright.

After all, he didn't even have a scratch.

Moreover, he can now sense the existence of the soul contract; they are closely connected.

As for why there's been no response...

To be able to defeat a Grandmaster like this, it's obvious that she has probably exhausted her spiritual power again.

Feng Xingyu quickened his pace and lifted the top beam aside.

Beneath the crossbeam, a corner of clothing peeked out from the pile of rubble.

"Ayu!"

He strode forward, pushed aside the half-collapsed brick wall, and peered eagerly inside.

There, Mo Sangyu was curled up in a corner. Apart from being a little covered in dirt, she didn't seem to be injured.

Strangely, there was an even larger wall in front of her, as if it was blocked by something, which prevented it from crashing directly onto her.

To the naked eye, the wall appeared to be suspended in mid-air, with no support between it and her body.

"Ayu!"

Seeing this, Feng Xingyu breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Mo Sangyu was resting with her eyes closed when she suddenly seemed to sense something. She opened her eyes and met Feng Xingyu's worried and anxious gaze.

"Feng Xingyu."

She opened her mouth and called his name.

Feng Xingyu saw her open her mouth, but heard no sound.

"don’t worry."

Mo Sangyu smiled at him and said, "I'm fine."

When Eunuch Qing's chilling aura struck, she had no time to dodge. In a moment of desperation, she mobilized the last of her spiritual power, conjuring an invisible bulletproof glass that withstood the fatal blow.

However, it must be said that Eunuch Qing's chilling aura was truly powerful.

That must be the insidious secret technique he practiced.

Fortunately, the bulletproof glass she conjured was made of the hardest material, and with the layers of spiritual power reinforcing it, its hardness and toughness were stretched to the extreme. Not to mention the cold air currents, even if a bomb came at her, it might not be able to penetrate it.

So, she was knocked into the ruins along with the glass, but she was not injured at all, and all the rubble was kept outside.

However, due to the soundproof glass and the fact that her spiritual energy was almost exhausted, she closed her eyes to regulate her breathing and thus did not hear Feng Xingyu's shouts.

The instant their eyes met, the invisible bulletproof glass vanished.

The wall above crashed down with a deafening roar. Feng Xing stepped forward with incredible speed, caught it firmly, and forcefully shoved it to the side.

He reached out and gently lifted Mo Sangyu out of the ruins, holding her tightly in his arms.

Looking at his red and swollen eyes, Mo Sangyu knew that he had been terrified.

She raised her hand and gently touched his face, whispering, "I'm not hurt. You could clearly sense it, so why are you so scared?"

Feng Xingyu didn't say anything, but held her very tightly.

"I'm going to take a nap first."

Mo Sangyu felt safe in his arms and fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already midnight.

When she woke up, she found herself in a bed in the Cold Palace.

Feng Xingyu was right beside her; it seemed he had been watching over her for as long as she had been asleep.

Mo Sangyu opened her eyes and looked at him. She saw that his expression was calm, but his breathing was slightly heavy.

He was angry, or rather, afraid.

"phoenix……"

"Don't you ever consider the consequences of using up all your spiritual energy every time?"

"This was an accident."

Mo Sangyu sat up, took his hand, and explained, "When I knocked him down, I didn't exhaust my spiritual energy, but I didn't expect him to still have the ability to fight back..."

Before he could speak, she continued, "But don't worry, I will never put myself in danger. I hadn't tried before, so I wasn't sure, but now that I have, Eunuch Qing... can't beat me."

Aside from lingering fear, Feng Xingyu was secretly alarmed upon hearing these words.

Ayu's strength once again exceeded his expectations.

She seems to become stronger when faced with a strong opponent.

His concerns were indeed somewhat...

Feng Xingyu didn't say anything, but simply pulled her into his arms again and held her tightly.

"Alright, alright."

Mo Sangyu gently patted his back, as if coaxing a child, patiently and tenderly: "Don't be afraid, be good."

Feng Xingyu: "..."

"By the way, how's it going on your end? What's the situation now?"

Mo Sangyu pushed him away and asked about the important matter.

Although they have temporarily taken control of the entire palace and killed or tied up some of the important officials in the court, there are still garrison troops outside the capital. This army is quite large, and if the news leaks out, they may attack at any time.

Furthermore, the Tianyan Sect has been busy searching for Su Qingnian recently and is unaware of the news from the palace. Once they find out, the combined strength of the entire Tianyan Sect will be beyond what the two of them can handle.

Don't worry.

Feng Xingyu suppressed his emotional turmoil and said calmly, "Eunuch Qing is seriously injured and I have locked him in a dark room."

"And what about him?"

"He was right next door. After learning the truth, he was so enraged that he suffered a stroke."

"Stroke?"

Mo Sangyu looked into his eyes: "Then... will you kill him?"

Feng Xingyu remained silent for a long time.

"He made me live in the Cold Palace for twelve years, and let my mother die tragically in the Cold Palace, so I will use the same method to make him live out his old age here."

For a monarch, being imprisoned in the cold palace is probably more painful than being killed.

Mo Sangyu nodded, respecting his decision.

After a moment, she added, "I thought you were going to kill Eunuch Qing."

If we let him recover, it will take a lot of effort to kill him again.

"Ayu."

Feng Xingyu grasped her hand, seeking her opinion: "I didn't kill him because he said he knew why my mother did what she did back then..."

He didn't utter the word "suicide."

He had always refused to admit that his mother would abandon him and commit suicide, but deep down he knew that she could have avoided that fire.

Mo Sangyu: "Alright, then spare his life for now."

"Ayu."

Feng Xingyu called her softly, slowly leaning closer: "Why are you so good to me?"

Mo Sangyu's expression froze for a moment.

This... is considered good?

She smiled slightly: "I really don't know why, I just did it because I wanted to."

"Are you this nice to other people too?"

Feng Xingyu seemed particularly serious about this issue.

She might not know why she was so good to him, but he wouldn't allow her to be as good to others as she was to him.

Mo Sangyu thought about it carefully for a moment, then shook her head: "Probably not."

She was certain that Feng Xingyu's treatment of her was unique.

At first, she helped him out of interest and on a whim, but she doesn't know when it started, she began to care about his feelings and emotions. Within her acceptable limits, she was willing to pamper him, indulge him, and allow him to occasionally go too far.

She thought that this kind of "goodness"... there probably wouldn't be anyone else like it.

"Ayu."

Feng Xingyu slowly leaned closer, his warm breath brushing against her forehead, his red eyes filled with deep affection, tender and lingering.

He raised his hand, his fingertips gently caressing her cheek, the movement as light as if he were afraid of breaking a priceless treasure.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Sangyu couldn't stand the atmosphere.

It suddenly became so cloying.

"It's nothing."

Feng Xingyu's gaze fell on her lips, and wanting to kiss her, he lowered his head and kissed her directly.

Kiss me once, step back, kiss me again, step back again.

He kissed her several times in a row, leaving Mo Sangyu completely bewildered.

Is this man traumatized?

"Feng Xingyu, what are you doing?"

"I want to kiss you."

A smile flickered in Feng Xingyu's eyes: "Ayu, I promise I'll treat you even better from now on. Promise me you'll only treat me like this for the rest of your life, okay?"

Meeting his strangely beautiful face and his bewitching smile, Mo Sangyu nodded as if possessed: "...Okay."

wrong.

Why did she agree?

Beauty can be a trap.

I never realized before how captivating his face was...

Forget it.

Mo Sangyu got out of bed, took a nap, and felt fully recharged.

Feng Xingyu had already prepared hot water, and after she finished washing up, he brought the food to her room.

"The palace is in chaos. I notified Jinzhi last night to start the siege. Next, we just need to deal with the garrison outside the city, as well as the Tianyan Sect, the Great You... and we'll be completely wiped out."

During the meal, Feng Xingyu brought up serious matters, and his expression returned to normal.

As he spoke, he carefully served food to Mo Sangyu.

He knew exactly what she liked to eat and what she didn't like to eat.

He wanted to subtly infiltrate her through every little detail, making her get used to him, depend on him, and never be able to leave him again.

"There's no need to worry about the Heavenly Evolution Sect for now."

Without realizing it, Mo Sangyu finished all the food that Feng Xingyu had given her. Even the fish was deboned and ready to eat.

"you mean?"

"Yinyue's health is almost fully recovered. Chu Canglan will naturally take her back to cause a ruckus. Although Tianyan Sect also has a Grandmaster, I think that the people of Tianyan Sect have not given up searching for Su Qingnian until now. They may not be entirely unfaithful to her. Perhaps, with this relationship, they will no longer interfere in the affairs of the royal family."

"You're right."

Feng Xingyu nodded: "But we still have to be careful."

"I know, after I finish eating, I'll go do something first."

"What are you going to do?"

Upon hearing what Mo Sangyu was about to do, Feng Xingyu immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at her: "Don't do anything dangerous."

"The biggest threat has been dealt with, so what danger could there be?"

After finishing his meal, Mo Sangyu put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm planning to set up defensive barriers around the Great You Imperial Palace so that we can completely control this place."

If others can't get in, there's no need to worry about being attacked by the capital's garrison.

After all, they are short-handed right now. The total number of spies in the capital is less than a hundred, just enough to guard the palace gate.

Now that Feng Mingyuan has suffered a stroke, the Crown Prince and the Third Prince have been imprisoned, and all the officials in the court who are available have been dealt with, it won't be long before the border of Da You is in dire straits, and soon they will be thrown into chaos.

Feng Xingyu knew that every decision Mo Sangyu made would be correct.

No matter how good he was to her, she always did more for him...

Ah Yu... she's too powerful.

This made him always feel that she didn't need him, that she could live a good life, or even a better life, without him.

He truly owed her so much.

"it is good."

Feng Xingyu suppressed his emotions and nodded: "I'll go with you."

Mo Sangyu glanced at him, said nothing, but simply curved her lips into a slight smile.

The two left the Cold Palace and walked along the empty palace road.

The night was not yet completely over, and the sky was just beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

The palace was eerily quiet, with only a few patrolmen occasionally visible.

These were all trusted confidants of Feng Xingyu who had been left in Da You. Upon seeing them, they bowed respectfully from afar.

Apart from the eunuchs and palace servants who can still move around normally, all the imperial guards and the Imperial Guards have been drugged by Mo Sangyu, as well as the court officials, and are now being temporarily detained.

Outside the palace, undercurrents were already swirling, and everyone was on edge.

So many ministers died overnight, how could it not cause a sensation? In addition, other ministers never returned home after entering the palace, and now the entire capital city is in dire straits.

However, no one knew what had happened in the palace. The women of the officials' households and the nobles outside were asking around for information, but the palace was under martial law, and the guards at the palace gates were all unfamiliar faces. In an instant, all sorts of speculations and rumors were flying around.

Mo Sangyu stood on the palace wall. Now, such defensive restrictions were a piece of cake for her. She could set them up in an instant without consuming too much spiritual power.

However, just as she set up the defensive barrier, she heard the sound of synchronized footsteps coming from outside the palace.

"They arrived quite quickly."

Feng Xingyu stood beside Mo Sangyu, his gaze fixed on the outside of the palace walls.

His expression was cold and aloof.

It was a dark mass, and at a glance, there were at least tens of thousands of people.