His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

The phoenix could not be obtained even after seeking it.

He wrapped one arm around her waist, picked her up, and threw her onto the bed: "You said it, you can't go back on your word."

Mo Sangyu didn't speak, but only curved her lips into a smile, raised her hand to hook his neck and pull him down.

Her lips brushed against his slightly cool lips, her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a captivating and unrestrained charm unique to those who are awake: "I won't go back on my word."

"Ayu," Feng Xingyu called her softly.

Mo Sangyu's proactive and passionate nature was simply irresistible to him.

He suddenly took the initiative, leaning down to encircle her within a small space, his red eyes seeing only her image, and he deepened the kiss with a gentle yet domineering touch.

He placed his palm against her back, holding her tightly in his arms.

His kisses were sometimes forceful and domineering, sometimes gentle and tender, mingling with the faint sandalwood scent in the hall, intoxicating the senses.

The bed curtains hung lightly, concealing the room's enchanting atmosphere.

After an unknown amount of time, his breathing gradually calmed down.

Mo Sangyu struggled to get up, but just as she was about to get down, he pulled her back down.

Feng Xingyu chuckled softly and pressed her down beneath him again: "Ayu, don't even think about running away."

"..."

After another round of upheavals.

Mo Sangyu rubbed her waist and struggled to get up again.

She has to leave.

Otherwise, you might die in bed.

As a result, before she could even get out of bed, he pulled her into his arms again.

An hour passed, then another, before Mo Sangyu's furious voice echoed from the bedchamber: "Feng Xingyu, that's enough!"

Finally, it quieted down.

……

The next day.

When Mo Sangyu woke up, the person next to her was empty.

She sat up, rubbed her aching back, and cursed Feng Xingyu in her mind.

I threw off the covers and got out of bed. I had just put on my coat when the door was pushed open.

Feng Xingyu carried in a tray with several delicate side dishes and a bowl of steaming porridge on it.

Seeing that she was awake, a smile spread across his eyes.

"woke up?"

He placed the tray on the table, walked over, and leaned down to kiss her forehead.

"Does your lower back hurt?"

Mo Sangyu looked up at him, her face expressionless: "What do you think?"

Feng Xingyu smiled, his eyes crinkling, and reached out to rub her waist: "I'm sorry, Ayu, it's just... you were the one who provoked me last night, and I have absolutely no resistance to you."

"you……"

"It was my fault."

Mo Sangyu snorted, turned her head away, and walked straight to the table to sit down.

Feng Xingyu followed her over and sat down opposite her, serving her food with great care: "This is newly made by the imperial kitchen, please try it."

Mo Sangyu picked up the porridge and took a sip. Feng Xingyu watched her eat, his eyes shimmering with a reddish light, carrying a hint of languid contentment.

"By the way, I just received a battle report. Jinzhi's army has already reached Qianzhou and will arrive at the capital in less than five days. The garrison at the palace gates was urgently evacuated this morning."

"Evacuation? Heading to Qianzhou to provide support?"

"It's probably true, but it's too late. If we had gone to the frontier to provide support earlier, it might have been of some use."

"It's a last-ditch effort. Let them go."

After finishing the meal.

Feng Xingyu left the palace, and Mo Sangyu prepared to go find Chu Canglan and Yin Yue. The two of them had also stayed in this palace last night, in the east courtyard.

Just as she stepped out of the room, she saw Chu Canglan arrive with Yin Yue to find her.

"Good morning, Miss Mo."

Yinyue walked over and greeted them generously.

Mo Sangyu glanced at her and nodded, saying, "You've recovered well."

"Thanks to the medicine that Miss Mo prescribed, I was able to save my life."

"It's nothing."

The two walked to the pavilion in the courtyard and sat down on the stone bench.

The palace servants quickly brought over freshly brewed tea and some pastries that had just been prepared by the imperial kitchen.

These palace servants were personally selected and retained by Mo Sangyu. They were all honest, meticulous, and clean individuals with no ties to any particular faction.

The one in the lead was named Cui Liu. She used to sweep the library. She was timid and didn't dare to speak loudly.

Seeing that she was meticulous in her work, Mo Sangyu transferred her to his side.

Cui Liu held the teapot steadily, poured tea for the two of them in turn, and then stepped aside, remaining as quiet as if she didn't exist.

Mo Sangyu picked up her teacup and looked at Yin Yue: "Did Chu Canglan avenge you?"

"Um."

Yin Yue also picked up her teacup, took a sip, glanced at Chu Canglan behind her, and a hint of a smile appeared in her eyes.

It was clear that her attitude towards Chu Canglan had changed dramatically since their last meeting.

In her eyes was complete trust.

Everything Chu Canglan did for her was worth it.

"Miss Mo..."

"Don't be shy, just call me by my name."

"Okay, Sangyu."

Yin Yue readily agreed and immediately took out a brocade box from her person, placing it on the stone table in front of Mo Sangyu: "Take a look at this."

Mo Sangyu lowered her eyes and looked at the brocade box.

The box is small, about the size of a palm, and is entirely black with intricate cloud patterns carved on its surface, giving it a slightly antique feel.

She raised her hand and opened the box.

A jade pendant lay quietly inside.

It is pure white, warm and smooth like mutton fat, and the carving is exquisite. At first glance, you can tell that it is a rare and fine jade.

But what truly caught Mo Sangyu's eye was the small mark in the very center of the jade pendant.

It is a cloud.

Mo Sangyu's eyes darkened slightly as he looked up at Yin Yue.

"Where did this come from?"

Yin Yue had expected her to ask that question, and smiled slightly.

"It was found in the Tianyan Sect's storeroom," she said. "After Su Qingwan died, I went to inventory her belongings and found this."

She paused, her gaze towards Mo Sangyu carrying a hint of deeper meaning.

"I think this jade pendant might... interest you."

Mo Sangyu stared at the jade pendant in her hand, remaining silent for a long time.

She put the jade pendant back into the brocade box, closed the lid, and her gaze towards Yinyue held a hint of appreciation.

It must be said, Silvermoon is really smart.

This jade pendant is clearly not an ordinary item; the most crucial element is the cloud pattern on it.

Mo Sangyu guessed that when Yun Wangshu was banished to the Cold Palace, her belongings must have fallen into the hands of others.

This jade pendant was taken by Consort Rong, and eventually ended up in the hands of the Third Prince Feng Chengrui, who then gave it to Su Qingnian. Finally, it was taken away by Su Qingwan.

After going around in circles, it ended up in her hands again.

"Thank you," Mo Sangyu said, then asked, "When do you plan to leave?"

"Didn't you say that after Yue'er recovers, there's something else we need to do?"

Chu Canglan, who was standing to the side, listened to the two chatting about this and that, but they didn't mention anything about Yin Yue's health. So he had to go over and ask them himself.

"It's all prepared."

Mo Sangyu glanced at him sideways, took out a medicine bottle from her sleeve, and tossed it to Chu Canglan: "This medicine is to be taken in three doses. Take one pill today, the second pill in half a month, and the last pill in three months. After that, there will be no problem."

"Reliable."

Chu Canglan held the medicine bottle, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, the highest form of martial arts etiquette: "I will remember this kindness. In the future, if you and Feng Xingyu have any problems, come to me and do as I command."

Tsk.

Mo Sangyu curled her lips and said with a smile, "Remember what you said. Next time I need you to do something, just don't be so resentful."

"...When did I start holding a grudge?"

Chu Canglan denied it.

Don't you even look at the work that those two made him do? Is that the kind of work good people do?

How can you blame him for holding a grudge?

However, these words cannot be said at this moment.

Seeing this, Yin Yue smiled, pursing her lips.

Although she had no memory, she had seen everything Chu Canglan had done for her during this time.

It seems that those lost memories aren't so important after all.

"Moon, now that we have the medicine, let's not stay here any longer. I'll take you home, okay?"

What is reality?

This is.

They had just gotten the medicine and were already trying to slip away.

"it is good."

Yinyue took his hand, stood up, and smiled gently.

She looked at Mo Sangyu, her eyes filled with sincere gratitude.

"Until we meet again."

Mo Sangyu also stood up and nodded to her: "Until we meet again."

Chu Canglan waved to her, put his arm around Yinyue's waist, and turned to walk out.

As he reached the courtyard gate, he suddenly turned back: "Mo Sangyu!"

Mo Sangyu looked up at him.

Chu Canglan teased, "If Feng Xingyu dares to bully you in the future, come to Youdu City to find me and Yue'er, and I'll beat him up for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure in black emerged from under the corridor.

Feng Xingyu stared at him expressionlessly: "What did you say?"

Chu Canglan's smile froze for a moment, then he grabbed Yin Yue and ran off, saying, "It's nothing, I didn't say anything, goodbye!"

Before the words were even finished, the two had already disappeared outside the courtyard gate.

Feng Xingyu stood there, looking in the direction they had disappeared, and scoffed, "Is that all? You think you can beat me up?"

Mo Sangyu looked at him and couldn't help but smile: "Why are you back so soon?"

Feng Xingyu turned around and walked towards her: "I bought some things. Many shops are closed. The city is desolate. Although we created a lot of public opinion beforehand, the people are still very frightened because they did not see it with their own eyes. Most of them dare not go out. In fact, quite a few people are preparing to flee the capital."

"Let them be. They'll come back once things settle down."

Mo Sangyu poured him a cup of tea.

He took it, sat down beside her, and his gaze fell on the brocade box on the stone table: "What is this?"

"This was given to me by Silvermoon. Open it and take a look."

Mo Sangyu pushed the brocade box in front of him.

Feng Xingyu put down his teacup and opened the brocade box.

He stopped moving the moment he saw the jade pendant.

The pure white jade pendant lay quietly on the black brocade, its warm luster flowing in the sunlight.

The cloud pattern in the very center of the jade pendant was clearly visible, exactly the same as the one in his memory.

He reached out and touched the jade pendant with his fingertips.

The icy touch came from his fingertips, but it felt like a fire that suddenly burned into his heart.

"Ayu."

After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice low: "These are my mother's belongings."

"I guessed it."

Mo Sangyu said, "Yin Yue retrieved it from the Tianyan Sect, and now it has been returned to its rightful owner."

Feng Xingyu held the jade pendant, stroking the cloud patterns on it with his fingertips, and remained silent for a long time.

Sunlight streamed through the eaves of the pavilion, falling on his profile and into his red eyes, as if veiled by a thin mist, obscuring what churned beneath.

"This jade pendant was the only thing my mother left me. It was taken away a few days after she died. I never knew who took it, but now it seems it was Feng Chengrui."

It was almost exactly what Mo Sangyu had guessed.

She reached out and gently placed her hand on the back of his hand: "Thankfully, we got it back."

Feng Xingyu took a deep breath, held the jade pendant in his palm, and pressed it against his heart.

"Ayu."

"Um?"

"This is for you."

Suddenly, he handed the jade pendant to her.

Mo Sangyu paused for a moment, then looked into his eyes.

In those red eyes, there was no reluctance, no hesitation, only overflowing, unreserved tenderness.

"This is your mother's only keepsake. How could you give it to me? Besides, I think this jade pendant is very likely related to her identity. Something so important..."

"I'm giving this to you because it's important."

Feng Xingyu interrupted her, took her hand, placed the jade pendant in her palm, and then closed her fingers, making her hold it tightly.

"Besides my life and myself, I have nothing else to give Ayu. This jade pendant is the most precious thing to me, but you are even more precious. Ayu, please accept it, okay?"

"..."

Upon hearing these words, Mo Sangyu felt as if her heart had been violently struck.

Feng Xingyu stared intently at her.

His words were the only thing he could utter in his life—a humble yet resolute confession.

The assertive person lowered their stance, pleading cautiously, afraid of rejection, yet unable to do without her.

Although they were close and she did everything for him, she never gave him a single promise.

He was afraid that one day she would leave him.

Because if she wanted to, he couldn't stop her, and no one could stop her.

"Ayu."

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Feng Xingyu's mood sank lower and lower.

"If you refuse to accept it, are you thinking that one day you won't want me anymore...?"

"…no."

Mo Sangyu had no idea what Feng Xingyu had been thinking in that short moment. She put the jade pendant away and said, "I've already accepted the ring you gave me, so why would I accept this jade pendant? Fine, since you gave it to me, I'll keep it."

"it is good."

Feng Xingyu's face immediately lit up with a smile. He leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips: "Ayu, after we pacify the Great You, whatever you want to do, I'll do it with you, okay?"

"You probably can't do that."

Why?

"Because I'm busy. When you become emperor, you won't have time to spend with me."

"..."

This is a headache.

Actually, he didn't want to be emperor.

"Who's there?"

Suddenly, Cui Liu, who was guarding at a distance, let out a soft chuckle and looked into the bushes in the courtyard: "Who's there? What are you doing hiding in there so suspiciously?"

Upon hearing Cui Liu's voice, the two got up and went over together.

"What happened?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, there is a dog hole in the back. I think I just saw a figure hiding inside."

Cui Liu lowered her head, somewhat frightened.

She was sure she saw it, but then nothing happened. What if she was mistaken...?

"sorry."

She knelt down with a thud: "I have disturbed you, Master. Please forgive me."

"It's alright."

Mo Sangyu pulled her up, his gaze sharp as he looked behind the bushes: "This is none of your business. You can go down now."

"Yes."

Cui Liu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left.

Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu exchanged a glance, and then suddenly made a move, accurately reaching into the bushes and pulling out a figure from within.

The moment he saw that person, he felt a sense of familiarity.

"Who are you?"