His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Mo Sangyu was amused and slapped him, cupping his delicate and bewitching face and kneading it.

"Feng Xingyu, from now on, if you want to know anything, just ask me. There can be no secrets between us."

"real?"

Feng Xingyu could not obtain what he desired.

He hugged Mo Sangyu tightly, as there was indeed a question he wanted to ask her.

"Then I'd like to know, in your previous place, was there anyone... who confessed their love to you?"

Mo Sangyu was stunned for a moment.

"Do you have it?"

Feng Xingyu raised his head, his dark red eyes filled with determination: "I want to know."

He actually wanted to know if his Ayu had ever liked other men before, but he didn't dare to ask so directly.

Well...

Mo Sangyu looked at him, not expecting him to ask such a "sensitive" question.

"Even if I said no, you wouldn't believe me, would you?"

"..."

That means it exists.

It's perfectly normal for men to like someone as outstanding as Ayu.

But that's all in the past, it doesn't matter. As long as she has him by her side now, in the future, in the next life, and the life after that... for all eternity, that's enough.

Feng Xingyu smiled magnanimously: "Ayu, it's alright, the past is the past, I won't care... But speaking of which, how many of them have you accepted?"

amount.

Mo Sangyu regretted what she had just said.

It's better for them to keep some secrets from each other.

"Ayu, you just said that there are no secrets between us. Why is this question so difficult to answer? Does it take you this long to think about it?"

"One, two, three... I can't remember."

"..."

Feng Xingyu's thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and his jaw was taut.

A flash of ferocity crossed his dark red eyes, but he forcefully suppressed it.

He shouldn't have asked, but...

Feng Xingyu's voice lowered and became slightly hoarse, carrying an imperceptible tension and grievance: "Then... have you ever had feelings for any of them? Have you ever... liked them?"

"no."

Mo Sangyu's two crisp and resolute words instantly transformed his gloomy aura into gentleness, and he breathed a sigh of relief as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

Thankfully, all those men were just infatuated with her; only he was the man Ayu loved most.

Feng Xingyu happily hugged her tightly, and even the memorials piled up on his desk seemed much more pleasing to the eye than usual.

Mo Sangyu: "..."

She wanted to explain a few more points later, do you want to hear more first?

That's outrageous.

……

Rong Xuanci's appearance did not have a significant impact on the two of them.

Mo Sangyu emerged from seclusion ahead of schedule not only because she noticed the arrival of people from the Cangxuan Realm, but more importantly, because she discovered that her body was recovering faster than expected. She no longer needed to continue her seclusion and could recover on her own through daily life.

Currently, she has successfully broken the seal on her soul, and spiritual energy is flowing into her body at a gentle pace.

Compared to before, this time it was obviously much easier and simpler.

Although this body has suffered severe damage, it is still a rare innate spiritual body, and can be considered a rather special constitution.

Their bones and meridians are several times more refined than those of ordinary cultivators, and they can absorb spiritual energy much faster than ordinary people. Even if they suffer serious injuries, as long as their foundation is still intact, they can slowly recover.

Looking across the entire Cangxuan Realm, it would be difficult to find another physique with such unique advantages.

Rong Feiyan once possessed such an innate spiritual body, but her cultivation level was mediocre. As the legitimate daughter, her inherited supernatural abilities were also very weak, causing her to squander a winning hand.

Mo Sangyu vaguely sensed a conspiracy.

She asked Feng Xingyu to summon Yun Jin.

After breaking through the bloodline restriction, Feng Xingyu finally realized that the power under the restriction was actually the full range of supernatural abilities of the Yun Clan.

It is a combination of resurrection, invisibility, invincibility, spatial manipulation, and puppetry.

This power of bloodline inheritance does not appear in every generation. The previous patriarch of the Yun clan was Yun Wangshu's grandfather.

No one of Yun Wangshu's father's generation, or his contemporaries, had a true direct descendant with a bloodline inheritance. Even in Yun Yihe's generation, no one has appeared yet.

As a direct descendant who possesses three superpowers simultaneously, Yun Yihe is already the most gifted among his peers.

Although he was not qualified to inherit the title of the Venerable Lord, the old Venerable Lord had long been tired of serving three generations in a row and had temporarily handed over the Yun Clan to Yun Yihe ten years ago, after which he disappeared without a trace.

At that time, Yun Yihe was only a teenager. Despite his young age, he shouldered the responsibility for the rise and fall of the entire Yun clan. He did a good job, and under his rule, the Yun clan was a force that no one dared to provoke.

He thought that the position of the lord would be his forever, until the direct descendant of the Yun clan was born, an heir with all kinds of supernatural abilities.

But that's still a long way off. After all, he's not married yet, and the other direct descendants are still young. It will be at least several decades later, or the generation after that.

However, one day, the lamp in the ancestral hall that symbolized the continuation of bloodlines suddenly lit up.

This means that a true successor possessing all types of supernatural abilities has appeared...

When Yun Yihe found out, his feelings were extremely complicated.

But he searched all his direct relatives and still couldn't find this person.

Among the direct descendants of the Yun clan, including the previous two generations, he is still the strongest.

Finally, guided by the lamp, Yun Yihe found that person.

But he never expected that the person was not a direct descendant of the Yun Clan, but a bastard from a low-level continent!

Why?

On what grounds?

Why should the Cloud Clan's full range of superpowers appear in a bastard?

This is unbelievable!

Yun Yihe could not accept this absurd thing. As a true direct descendant of the Yun clan, he was jealous, resentful, and angry. In the end, he made up his mind to get rid of Feng Xingyu.

Unfortunately, what doesn't belong to him will never belong to him.

What's even more infuriating is that the things he worked so hard to get were completely ignored by the other party!

Now, Yun Yihe has completely come to terms with things and has given up. He no longer cares who the leader of the Yun Clan is. As long as the Yun Clan is not destroyed in his hands, he will have lived up to the trust placed in him by the previous leader.

After breaking through the bloodline restrictions and awakening all types of superpowers, Feng Xingyu gained the ability to communicate with the thoughts of all the collateral branches of the Yun Clan.

Mo Sangyu asked him to summon Yun Jin, and with a thought, Yun Jin appeared in Zhaohua Palace in less than half a day.

Yun Jin cannot teleport or use spatial magic; he can only come from the Black Swamp, and half a day is his fastest limit.

This was the first time Yun Jin had seen Mo Sangyu since she was reborn in another body.

He happened to be away from the Yun Clan last time and missed the most exciting scene. Later, he learned from the clan members that Mo Sangyu had actually "possessed" the body of the Rong Clan's eldest daughter.

At the time, he was shocked, but even more so, he was worried about Mo Sangyu.

However, upon further reflection, he realized that Mo Sangyu had almost wiped out the entire Yun Clan single-handedly. Now, with Feng Xingyu possessing all the Yun Clan's special abilities, even if the Rong Clan knew the truth and wanted to seek revenge, they would have to think twice. There was no need for him to worry about them.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xingyu sent a message through telepathy, saying that Mo Sangyu wanted to see him.

He was a little excited.

I wonder what the empress possessing Rong Feiyan's body will look like.

That day, many people saw that her hair had turned silver. Yun Jin was also puzzled, but since he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he didn't think too much about it.

At that moment, he had just arrived at the main hall when he spotted the woman in white with silver hair leaning against the back of a chair, and he was immediately stunned.

Feng Xingyu was right next to her, intently writing national policies.

Hearing the noise, he knew Yun Jin had arrived, but he didn't look up.

After Yun Jin approached, he stared at Mo Sangyu for a long time, looking from that completely unfamiliar face to that long silver hair, and then from the long silver hair back to that face.

Is this Rong Feiyan's body?

Yun Yihe and Yun Yao both witnessed it with their own eyes, so it can't be fake.

He opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, then closed it again.

After several attempts, he finally managed to squeeze out, "...Your Majesty?"

Mo Sangyu leaned back lazily in her chair, feeling the spiritual energy coursing through her body. She looked up at him and asked, "Don't you recognize me?"

Yun Jin shook his head, then nodded, then shook his head again.

"no."

His voice was a little unsteady: "It's just... this isn't quite what I expected."

Yun Jin suddenly began to doubt his understanding of "body possession".

How could this person in front of me bear even the slightest resemblance to Rong Feiyan?

It's not just about appearance; it's about temperament and charm, and something unique that comes from within.

"Oh?"

Mo Sangyu asked with great interest, "What kind of image do you envision?"

Yun Jin chuckled softly and said truthfully, "I didn't imagine it would be this beautiful."

Feng Xingyu, who hadn't reacted yet, swept his gaze across her like a knife.

Yun Jin felt a chill run down his spine and quickly took a step back: "I mean, the temperament, the temperament is different."

Mo Sangyu chuckled, turned around, and reached out to touch Feng Xingyu's hair: "Your Majesty, concentrate."

Feng Xingyu turned to look at her, expressing his dissatisfaction: "Are you that close to him? Let's get down to business."

Yun Jin: "..."

They were, after all, family members and comrades-in-arms who had gone through life and death together.

A man who turns his back on you without hesitation.

He clenched his fist, angrily dragged over a chair, and sat down next to them: "Speak, why did you call me here in such a hurry?"

"I want to ask you about the Rong tribe."

Mo Sangyu stood up and sensed the immense spiritual power within her body.

In just over ten hours, most of the spiritual energy within his soul was depleted.

At this rate, if the body can handle it, it won't take more than two days to recover to its peak condition.

With her special physical constitution and the aggressive abilities of the Rong clan bloodline, she will become stronger than before.

Of course, this is on the premise that the body can withstand all of her spiritual power.

It is still uncertain at this time.

"You want to know about the Rong clan?"

Yun Jin had an "I understand" look on his face.

He leaned back in his chair, relaxing completely as if he were at home: "I rushed over here in a hurry, I'm thirsty and tired, could I have some tea first?"

"certainly."

Mo Sangyu glanced at him and immediately ordered someone to brew tea and prepare some snacks.

Yun Jin didn't stand on ceremony. After the tea was served, he slowly drank a cup, ate a pastry, and then put down the teacup with satisfaction.

"I believe you also know that the Rong Clan and the Yun Clan are two indispensable clans in the Cangxuan Realm."

He spoke slowly, his tone much more serious than before: "The Yun Clan has five branches, each with its own unique ability. The Rong Clan, on the other hand, is much simpler and more brutal. They only have one ability: an offensive ability. Just from the name, you probably can't imagine how terrifying it is."

"Unlike ordinary cultivators, their offensive abilities are also inherited through bloodlines and are classified into different levels."

Feng Xingyu put down his pen and moved closer to Mo Sangyu to listen.

"Like the Yun Clan, the Rong Clan has a direct lineage with the strongest bloodline inheritance, which is the Venerable Lord. However, this strongest bloodline inheritance does not appear in every generation, so the Venerable Lord usually serves for two consecutive terms. Unlike the Yun Clan, which has not produced a person with all-type superpowers for several generations, the Rong Clan has produced one in two consecutive generations."

Neither of them interrupted, and they listened in silence as he continued.

"The previous Rong Clan leader, Rong Yanzhi, was the father of Rong Xuanci and Rong Feiyan. He disappeared more than ten years ago, and no one knows where he went. The current Rong Clan leader is Rong Xuanci. He is Rong Yanzhi's eldest son and only son. He inherited the strongest bloodline and his strength is unfathomable."

"Rong Yanzhi also has two younger brothers, Rong Xiuyuan and Rong Huaijin, both of whom are direct descendants of the Rong clan and are second only to the clan leader in strength."

"Rong Xiuyuan is the second son, Rong Huaijin is the third son. The second son also has a son, and the third son is still unmarried."

Mo Sangyu interrupted him: "Tell me about Rong Feiyan's situation."

"Rong Feiyan,"

Yun Jin pondered for a moment before saying, "As the only legitimate daughter of the Rong clan, she is naturally very much loved. However, for some reason, she does not have the characteristics that a legitimate daughter should have, and her superpower level is also very low."

"Everyone thinks it might be related to a serious illness she had when she was a child. Moreover, her mother was exhausted when she gave birth to her, and then she became seriously ill, which was a huge blow to her mother. Unexpectedly, she recovered in the end, but her mother died."

"Unable to accept his wife's death, Rong Yanzhi entrusted his infant daughter, Rong Feiyan, who was only a few months old, to the care of his second son, Rong Xiuyuan, and his wife. Since then, there has been no further news of her."

"So, Rong Feiyan was raised by Rong Xiuyuan and his wife?" Mo Sangyu asked.

"That's right."

Yun Jin nodded: "Rong Xiuyuan's wife is named Shen Yuheng. She is just the daughter of a small family in Cangxuan Realm, but her family background is clean. After marrying Rong Xiuyuan, they have always treated each other with respect. It's just a pity that their first child died young."

"So, when Rong Feiyan came into her hands, she doted on her and raised her as her own daughter. At that time, Rong Xuanci was only a teenager and had just taken over the position of the Venerable Lord. He was busy with clan affairs and could not take care of his younger sister."

"By the time he had established himself and wanted to take his sister back, Rong Feiyan and Shen Yuheng had become like mother and daughter. Rong Xuanci couldn't bear to separate them, so he let Rong Feiyan continue to live in the second son's residence. A few years later, they had another son, but their affection for Rong Feiyan never changed, and they doted on her very much."

That concludes the general overview of the Rong tribe.

Yun Jin poured himself another cup of tea and slowly savored it.

Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu exchanged a glance. After processing and organizing the information, the couple asked their first question.

"You said that Rong Xiuyuan and his wife had a child who died young. When did that happen? Was it a boy or a girl? How old was the child when it died?"