His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

"Because I'm jealous of your good looks, jealous of your red eyes, while I can only have blue eyes."

Feng Xingyu: "..."

Mo Sangyu: "..."

What kind of ridiculous reason is that?

It's obviously just nonsense.

Feng Xingyu didn't believe it and was speechless.

Mo Sangyu couldn't help but laugh at his words.

"Great minds think alike; you have excellent taste."

"Really? You also think red eyes are especially beautiful?"

The blue-eyed man seemed to have found a kindred spirit and immediately delved into the topic: "I think so too. Do you know what red eyes represent? Power and strength, and beauty... Unfortunately, I don't have any."

What's wrong with this guy?

Although his words seemed inexplicable, Mo Sangyu felt that they contained some kind of truth.

She was certain.

He probably knows more than they realize, but he won't reveal it easily.

Even threatening his life wouldn't get him to talk.

He may seem afraid of death, but in reality, he is very cunning.

Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu remained silent for a while, then the blue-eyed man began to get anxious: "Ask away! Why don't you keep asking?"

"hurry up!"

"For the next question, I will answer to the best of my knowledge and leave nothing unsaid."

He was quite arrogant, showing no behavior befitting a prisoner.

It seems like another one who doesn't understand the situation.

Mo Sangyu was very unhappy.

She rose from the chair, exuding a chilling and sinister aura, and slowly walked step by step toward the iron cage.

A flicker of wariness crossed the blue-eyed man's eyes as he stared intently at her: "What, is it not enough that I'm cooperating?"

"It's no longer a matter of cooperation or not."

Mo Sangyu said, "I don't like your attitude at all."

"I've been so nice, and you still don't like it, then... well, there's nothing I can do."

Oh.

Are you pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth, and playing dumb with her?

She was smiling, but a cold, dark light flickered in her eyes.

When Feng Xingyu saw the expression on Mo Sangyu's face, his thin lips curved slightly, and his red eyes were full of gentle warmth.

His Ah Yu has a very strong aura when she's angry.

The more I look at it, the more I like it.

"What...what do you want to do?"

The blue-eyed man also felt the pressure emanating from her and dared not underestimate her as he had before. But now that he was in this state, what else could she do to him?

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon."

Mo Sangyu raised his arm and gently swung it, spiritual energy flowing between his fingers, transforming heaven and earth into things.

With a soft hum, a complete high-voltage conductive device gradually materialized in her palm.

Thick copper core cables, high-power power strips, high-voltage transformers, and metal conductive clamps—one after another, they were brought to life.

Feng Xingyu walked over to her, staring at these novel gadgets, his eyes flickering slightly.

Past experience told him to stay calm and not ask questions.

Observe silently and figure it out on your own.

To avoid looking like a fool.

He soon found out what these things were for.

Mo Sangyu acted swiftly, picking up a pure copper conductive clamp and clamping it at the joint of the iron cage's bars. Then, he wrapped the thick cable around the entire iron cage, ensuring that each bar was tightly connected by copper wire.

Finally, plug the other end of the cable into the high-voltage transformer.

"What...what on earth are you doing?"

The blue-eyed man felt a sudden pang of panic upon seeing her actions.

After all, he had already witnessed her prowess.

How come this woman has so many strange and unusual things? She clearly doesn't have any true qi, nor does she seem to be able to use spiritual energy. Just who is she?

Mo Sangyu ignored him and pressed the black switch on the transformer without hesitation.

"Sizzle... crackle..."

A surge of electricity instantly swept through the entire iron cage, blue and white lightning leaping wildly on the bars and emitting a piercing sound.

The blue-eyed man inside the cage looked horrified. The next moment, he was struck hard by a violent electric current, and his whole body convulsed violently.

He was a puppeteer, his physical body was different from ordinary people, and he could not be easily electrocuted, but this real high-voltage electric shock could make him feel excruciating pain.

In an instant, his black hair stood on end, black smoke billowed from his head, his face was charred black from the electric shock, and he was even exhaling black breath from his mouth.

He looked both pathetic and comical.

Mo Sangyu stood in front of the cage, arms crossed, coldly watching him being electrocuted and trembling. Her voice was clear and dangerous: "Feeling better now?"

"Cough...cough."

He thinks he just saw his great-grandmother.

The blue-eyed man's eyes darted around before he looked at Mo Sangyu: "The most vicious woman..."

"Um?"

Before he could even utter the word "heart," a single glance from Mo Sangyu made him immediately change his mind: "Feels good."

"Let's do it one more time."

"...Oh no, no...I'm not coming anymore."

He honestly replied, "Ask me again, give me another chance."

Now it looks much better.

Mo Sangyu nodded in satisfaction.

Feng Xingyu silently took two steps back, subconsciously moving away from the iron cage.

Seeing this, Mo Sangyu looked at him amusedly and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Danger."

Feng Xingyu spoke frankly: "And it's too ugly."

Mo Sangyu agreed, but her tone was tinged with disdain: "It is quite ugly."

The blue-eyed man: "..."

Who's ugly?

Who ruined him like this?

Mo Sangyu turned back, her expression turning serious: "What's your name?"

The blue-eyed man was taken aback, then quickly replied, "Yun Jin."

His attitude was very proper.

"Also surnamed Yun?"

Mo Sangyu sneered: "You still dare to say you don't know Yun Wangshu?"

"No, no... we're not familiar with each other."

The blue-eyed man, Yun Jin finally changed his tune, from "I don't know him" to "I'm not familiar with him".

Suddenly, Mo Sangyu thought of something and looked at Feng Xingyu. Seeing that he was also thinking with his eyes down, he asked the question that Mo Sangyu also wanted to ask.

"So, you're from Cloud City?"

As everyone knows, Cloud City is not unfamiliar in the Nine Nether Continent, but it is extremely mysterious.

Most people know that Cloud City exists, but no one knows exactly where it is.

People from Cloud City can freely enter and leave the Nine Nether Continent, while people from the Nine Nether Continent can't even find a trace of Cloud City.

For the people of the Nine Nether Continent, Cloud City may just be a legend, or perhaps it never even exists.

The legendary, mysterious city.

Feng Xingyu had always known that this place was real.

His mother had mentioned this name to him when he was a child.

She said she came from Cloud City.

But she hoped that he would stay away from that place for the rest of his life, never develop any interest in it, and never look for it.

In particular, he must hide his red eyes well before he grows up.

If he had the chance to break free from the constraints within his body, he would naturally know everything he wanted to know.

If you can't break through, then don't mention this place.

Upon hearing Feng Xingyu mention Cloud City, Mo Sangyu suddenly remembered.

She and Ya Zi had heard people discuss this name before, and she felt like she had heard it somewhere before.

It turned out that Feng Xingyu had heard his mother, Consort Yun Wangshu, mention it in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Yes."

Yun Jin laboriously raised his hand, wiped his face with his sleeve, and sat in the middle of the iron cage, hugging his legs, not daring to get any closer.

"You people from Cloud City, do you all have the surname Yun?"

"Of course not."

"You and she both have the surname Yun, are you sure you're not familiar with each other?"

this problem.

He glanced at Mo Sangyu with fear in his eyes, and carefully replied, "...We really just know each other."

Feng Xingyu took two steps closer, a chilling glint in his eyes: "Then why did you kill me?"

"...Didn't I already say that?"

Yun Jin was both afraid and calm, a strange combination of the two emotions.

"Because I'm jealous of you."

"..."

There was another moment of silence.

Mo Sangyu asked again, "Why did she... commit suicide after you visited her in the Cold Palace once back then?"

"suicide?"

Yun Jin's expression this time was noticeably more genuine.

It was surprise.

But it only lasted a moment before returning to normal.

"I don't know. I just accidentally discovered that there were people from Cloud City hiding in the palace of the Great You Kingdom. I was curious about who they were, so I went to meet them. At the time, she seemed to have a memory problem and asked some questions about Cloud City. I kindly answered her..."

Upon hearing this...

Mo Sangyu nodded thoughtfully, and then drew a conclusion.

"Now I understand. She also had red eyes, and you were jealous of people with red eyes, so you took advantage of her confused memories to induce her to commit suicide... right?"

Yun Jin: "..."

It's over.

It seems he dug a hole for himself.

"If I said I was just simply jealous of him... would you believe me?"

He pointed at Feng Xingyu.

Mo Sangyu narrowed her eyes. If half of what this person said was true, that would be good enough.

Where is Cloud City located?

"I can't tell you that. Even if you electrocute me, I still can't tell you."

A hint of disdain flashed across Yun Jin's charred face, and his voice was firm: "Even if I told you, you still wouldn't be able to find it, much less get in. Don't waste your time."

"OK."

Mo Sangyu was not so easily manipulated: "Then I'll grant your wish."

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out and pressed the switch again.

A familiar electrical hum rang out, hissing and filling the iron cage.

The blue-white arcs of electricity, like venomous snakes, coiled around Yun Jin's limbs and bones, causing an even more intense pain that shot straight to the top of his head.

His already charred body shuddered violently, and he slammed uncontrollably against the cage bars with a dull thud, exhaling even more fierce black breath from his mouth.

His blue eyes shrank to the size of pinpoints from the excruciating pain.

That feigned defiance vanished instantly, electrified.

What a vicious woman...

Even so, this time, he gritted his teeth and refused to compromise.

"He has backbone."

Seeing this, Mo Sangyu began to admire him.

Feng Xingyu stood aside, his red eyes showing no pity. He simply reached out and gently put his arm around Mo Sangyu's waist, and said in a low voice, "Let's go. This isn't urgent. Let's leave him alone for a few days."

"Um."

The two left the dark room.

Feng Xingyu told her what his mother had once told him.

"Ayu, can you listen to me this time? Mother's instructions must have their reasons. Let's not investigate Cloud City too much for now, okay?"

"I know."

Mo Sangyu, unusually, agreed: "Don't worry, I won't do anything reckless. Besides, after annexing Da You, there's no time to investigate anything else for the time being. However, I'm worried..."

"What are you worried about?"

Feng Xingyu looked down at her, asked a question, and then answered himself, "Are you worried that Yun Jin's arrival is just the beginning?"

"Your mother told you to hide your red eyes. Who do you think she was protecting against?"

"City in the Clouds".

"That's right."

Mo Sangyu said, "We've been making quite a stir lately, and this matter has definitely attracted their attention over there. In short, be careful lately, because there might be even more powerful figures appearing."

"it is good."

Feng Xingyu chuckled, took her hand, and walked towards the imperial kitchen: "Don't worry, I'm not that easy to kill."

……

Moonlight as water.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.

I wonder if Gu Jinzhi and the others will be able to arrive in the capital before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Although the attack on Dayou went relatively smoothly, the casualties were quite heavy, and it naturally took longer.

Along the way, they also had to appease the people's emotions, publicize the new policies of Chen Kingdom, and try their best to prevent them from engaging in any resistance.

The autumn wind rustled through the night.

After finishing her meal, Mo Sangyu changed into her pajamas and fell asleep in the rocking chair.

When Feng Xingyu came out after taking a bath, he looked at her peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, which was completely different from when she was awake.

He walked up to her, knelt down, and gently stroked her eyebrows and eyes.

"Ayu."

He stole a kiss on her cheek, then bent down and picked her up: "The weather's getting colder, it's chilly inside, go to bed."

They now live in the palace where Yun Wangshu once lived. The room is clean and bright, obviously cleaned every day.

Even after so many years, it's still clear that the owner of this palace must have been extremely favored at the time.

Mo Sangyu opened her eyes, glanced at him, and immediately became fully awake.

He wasn't wearing any clothes!

My gaze slid down his face, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and tears streamed down his neck, past his defined collarbone, down his strong chest, and his well-defined abs, and further down…

She looked away and met his smiling red eyes.

"Is it pretty?"

Feng Xingyu looked down at her, his voice low and tinged with a hint of mockery.

Mo Sangyu reluctantly replied, "So-so."

"generally?"

Feng Xingyu raised an eyebrow: "Ayu, you were staring at me like a madman just now."

"Who's staring blankly?"

Mo Sangyu struggled to get out of his arms, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, he pulled her back into his arms.

Skin to skin.

He still carried the warmth of his shower, was slightly damp, and his temperature was gradually rising.

Broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with smooth and firm muscle lines—not the exaggerated kind, but a just-right sense of strength.

Every inch of its texture is as if it has been meticulously sculpted, containing power that can be unleashed at any moment.

Water droplets still clung to his chest, sliding down the grooves of his abdominal muscles and disappearing below his waist.

Not only is her face devilishly beautiful, but her figure is also incredibly alluring.

Mo Sangyu paused for a moment.

Feng Xingyu lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and asked in a low, husky voice, "Really... just average?"

The warm air brushed against my ears, making them tingle.

Mo Sangyu raised her hand, her fingers pressing against his chest, trying to push him away.

The skin my fingertips touched was burning hot, and my heartbeat was steady and strong, striking her palm again and again.

She looked up and met his red eyes.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting in his eyes like two small flames burning.

"Feng Xingyu."

"Um?"

"You did it on purpose."

Feng Xingyu chuckled softly, the laughter emanating from his chest so powerful it made her fingers go numb.

"Yes, it was intentional."

He admitted it readily.

Mo Sangyu narrowed her eyes and suddenly pushed him away.

Caught off guard, Feng Xingyu took two steps back and bumped into a pillar behind him.

Mo Sangyu slowly walked towards him, raised her hand, and placed her slender fingers on his heart, slowly sliding them down.

It swept across the chest, across the abs, across the V-line.

Feng Xingyu took a deep breath: "Ayu, what's wrong with you...?"

"Can't you tell?"

Mo Sangyu was in a rare good mood, and her allure was truly irresistible: "Of course, I'll eat you up."