His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

"I have no objection, but as I said before, it depends on their own wishes."

"Then I will trouble Your Highness to help me make a connection. If this matter is successful, I will certainly reward you handsomely."

Jiang Shiyu said sincerely.

"No need for a generous reward."

Mo Sangyu actually quite likes Jiang Shiyu's personality.

They are passionate and sincere in their feelings; once they are certain, they will not hesitate and will bravely pursue their dreams.

Luo Ming marrying her wasn't exactly a bad thing.

Of course, this is all contingent on Luo Ming being willing.

"Princess, please go back and recover properly. I will inquire about it for you later."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jiang Shiyu already liked Mo Sangyu, so she liked her even more.

Jiang Shiyu went back and waited patiently for news.

Meanwhile, Mo Sangyu finally found time to go find Feng Xingyu.

As soon as they reached the door of the Imperial Study, they felt a slight fluctuation emanating from the defensive barrier.

What's going on?

"Ayu."

Upon seeing her, Feng Xingyu immediately dropped what he was doing and walked towards her. Only after getting closer did he notice her slightly furrowed expression: "What's wrong?"

"Someone has broken the rules."

Mo Sangyu left after saying this, heading towards the area where the barrier was emitting fluctuations.

The person didn't break in from outside the palace gates, but rather from somewhere in the inner palace.

It doesn't smell like a human.

Mo Sangyu frowned slightly.

Feng Xingyu also arrived, a sudden smile playing on his thin lips: "Didn't you manage to break in?"

"Yes, it bounced back."

Mo Sangyu spread out her soul consciousness and chased after that aura. She vaguely saw a white figure, but couldn't see it clearly. She could only confirm that it was definitely not human.

It was incredibly fast, and after being bounced back, it was startled and ran away.

"It's that little thing."

Feng Xingyu put his arm around her shoulder and looked down at her: "I told you I would help you catch it, and look, here it is!"

"How did it find its way here?"

Mo Sangyu was surprised and doubtful, then belatedly guessed something: "It's coming for you?"

"It should be."

Feng Xingyu himself wasn't sure; it was just a feeling, because he could immediately sense the presence of that little thing as soon as it appeared.

"Okay, let it come next time."

Mo Sangyu said with some regret, "This little guy is both incredibly brave and cowardly. Do you even know what species it is?"

Feng Xingyu shook his head.

He had some vague images in his mind, but he couldn't quite make them out.

"We'll know once we catch it."

Mo Sangyu nodded and said, "By the way, try going out and see if you can still come in."

"it is good."

Feng Xingyu teleported and appeared outside the palace.

They tried to get out of the palace walls again, and there was some resistance compared to before, but it still couldn't completely stop him.

Sensing a slight fluctuation in the invisible defensive wall, Mo Sangyu knew that Feng Xingyu had successfully entered.

Sure enough, as soon as he turned around, he was right in front of him.

Mo Sangyu remained silent for a moment, but was not too disappointed.

Just because Feng Xingyu was able to enter doesn't mean that everyone else can.

However, Rong Xuanci should also be an option.

"Ayu, it's just an ordinary defensive barrier, don't bother with it. There's no need to use other grand formations here either."

Feng Xingyu stroked her silver hair with his long fingers, his red eyes filled with undisguised doting affection.

He didn't want her to go through so much trouble. For the Nine Provinces Continent, this level of defensive restrictions was something they couldn't even dream of.

Mo Sangyu nodded without saying anything and returned to Zhaohua Palace.

Feng Xingyu returned to the Imperial Study to continue discussing state affairs.

After returning, Mo Sangyu did not give up on researching this matter; however, she changed her approach.

If so, then on top of the defensive barriers, add another layer of invisible high-voltage electric grid...

Mo Sangyu's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Lay down high-voltage power lines, and let's see if anyone dares to enter without using the main entrance again. Let them taste what it's like to get electrocuted.

Science and metaphysics, perfect.

Mo Sangyu has always been a man of action; once he says he'll do something, he does it immediately.

She emerged from the sleeping quarters of Zhaohua Palace, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and flew onto the eaves of the palace.

"Heaven and earth create all things!"

As she formed a hand seal, a roll of solid, ultra-fine alloy wire appeared in her palm.

This alloy wire is used in key military locations along the border of Country M, and is extremely stealthy.

Matte dark gray, as fine as a hair, less than half a millimeter in diameter.

It leaves no trace in the sunlight, no mark when the wind passes, and is completely invisible from a distance. Up close, it is only like a very faint wisp of smoke, which is difficult for people with weak senses to detect.

However, the palace covers a vast area, and if it were a regular wiring connection, it would require far more than ten million kilograms of wire.

Mo Sangyu raised his hand and waved it lightly. Spiritual energy spread out along the layout of the palace, directly condensing into shape from the material of heaven and earth, and the wires were generated out of thin air.

It was erected in mid-air along the palace walls, roof ridges, and outer perimeter of the imperial road, encircling the entire palace and superimposed on the original restrictions.

The wires did not need to be suspended in the air with supports. She simply conjured tiny insulating porcelain bottles in a few hidden corners of the palace to fix them in place. From a distance, the sky above the palace was empty, and no one could see the countless fine wires running across the sky.

As for the power supply...

After a moment's thought, Mo Sangyu came up with a suitable solution.

In the shadowy corners of Zhaohua Palace, a sealed, voltage-stabilized power supply core materialized, resembling an inconspicuous black stone block on the outside, but inside it was a stable and continuous power supply hub.

It requires no external connection, will not overheat or explode, and can provide stable high-voltage electricity to the entire power grid.

She adjusted the voltage to be sharp enough that it would cause instant pain and numbness upon contact, keeping it within a range that was not fatal, but merely punitive.

The entire power grid has no obtrusive utility poles or conspicuous lines; it consists entirely of solid thin wires and concealed power supply points.

As she finished, Mo Sangyu raised her hand and lightly touched the air, and her fingers suddenly felt a clear tingling sensation.

Mo Sangyu withdrew her hand, a cold and charming smile curving her lips.

She was eagerly anticipating who would be the first lucky one.

"Ayu?"

Feng Xingyu had just finished his work and returned when he saw her coming down from the eaves of the palace. A hint of helplessness flashed across his thin lips: "What new and interesting thing have you come up with this time?"

"Can you see me?"

Mo Sangyu walked towards him, her gaze meeting his red eyes, a hint of curiosity flashing in them: "Why don't you give it a try?"

"Do you think your husband is a fool?"

Feng Xingyu looked at her with amusement: "Although you can't see it unless you look closely, I can sense the danger."

"All right."

Mo Sangyu turned and walked towards the bedroom: "For a pervert like you, it's hard for anything to hurt you anymore."

"How am I a pervert?"

Feng Xingyu caught up with her, put his arm around her waist, pulled her into his embrace, lowered his head and pecked her lips, asking in a hoarse voice, "Is this in bed? I don't accept it anywhere else."

"..."

He was quite proud of it.

Mo Sangyu glared at him, annoyed.

The two returned to their bedchamber together, and somehow ended up rolling around together.

After a thoroughly enjoyable workout, Mo Sangyu was truly exhausted and fell into a deep sleep without even having dinner.

Feng Xingyu, however, was full of energy. He spent another two hours working on the folding paper before returning to hold Mo Sangyu's warm and soft body and falling asleep contentedly.

The next day.

When Mo Sangyu woke up, Feng Xingyu had already gone to the morning court session.

She sat up in bed and stretched lazily.

The fatigue vanished instantly.

After washing up and having breakfast, Mo Sangyu suddenly felt incredibly bored.

She's the only woman in this huge harem; it's really boring.

Having nothing else to do, she went out of the palace for a stroll and happened to find Luo Ming to talk to her about Jiang Shiyu.

Luo Ming has his own residence outside the palace. When Mo Sangyu arrived, he had just finished processing those rare medicinal herbs after staying up all night and had only been lying down for less than a quarter of an hour.

The gatekeeper of the Luo residence saw a figure in moon-white walking towards them from afar, rubbed his eyes, and thought he was seeing things.

When he saw the silver hair clearly, his legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand up.

"Your Majesty...Empress...Your Highness?" The gatekeeper was both surprised and terrified, and could barely speak.

Mo Sangyu walked to the door, glanced at him, and was about to speak when the doorman turned and ran inside.

He ran while shouting, "Steward, steward, Her Majesty the Empress is here!"

Mo Sangyu: "..."

She's usually quite approachable, isn't she?

The butler was instructing the servants to clean in the front hall when he heard the gatekeeper's shout, and he almost dropped the teacup in his hand.

He strode to the door and looked outside. Sure enough, he saw a figure in moon-white walking slowly towards him.

He was startled and quickly went out to greet them.

"Your Majesty, what brings you here?"

The butler bowed deeply, his voice trembling, "Please come in, please come in."

Mo Sangyu stepped across the threshold and glanced around.

The Luo residence was not large, but it was quite unique. Several medicinal herbs were planted in the courtyard, and a faint herbal fragrance permeated the air.

The butler led her to the front hall, instructing the servants behind him as they walked: "Quickly go and call the master, tell him that the Empress has arrived, and have the kitchen bring up the freshly made pastries, the best tea, and also the basket of tangerines that someone sent over a few days ago..."

"No need for that," Mo Sangyu interrupted him.

The steward waved his hands repeatedly: "No trouble at all, Your Highness rarely comes here, this old servant is afraid that I will not be able to entertain you properly."

Mo Sangyu didn't say anything more, followed the butler into the front hall, and sat down in the main seat.

The butler personally served tea and had snacks, candied fruit, dried fruit, tangerines, and ice cream laid out on the table, filling it to the brim.

Several maids stood to the side, heads bowed, not daring to utter a sound.

Looking at the food on the table, Mo Sangyu suddenly felt a little regretful.

If I had known they would make such a big fuss, I would have been better off having someone summon Luo Ming to the palace.

Luo Ming was fast asleep when he vaguely heard someone knocking on the door, but he ignored it.

He was knocked again, turned over, and went back to sleep.

A servant's anxious voice came from outside the door: "My lord, please get up quickly, Her Majesty the Empress is here."

After a moment of silence, Luo Ming sat up abruptly from the bed, shook off his drowsiness, and then grabbed his clothes to put them on.

He walked out while fastening his belt, yawning incessantly, his eyes still closed.

Upon reaching the entrance of the front hall, I saw Mo Sangyu sitting in the main seat. I quickly straightened my clothes and went inside.

"Why has Your Majesty come to me personally?"

He yawned, then quickly covered his mouth: "Is there something important?"

What's wrong with you?

Seeing how sleepy he was, Mo Sangyu couldn't help but tease him, "Didn't you sleep last night? Did you go steal someone else's cow?"

"I didn't steal it."

Luo Ming wasn't angry. He walked straight to the seat below him, poured himself a cup of tea, took a big gulp, and his mind finally began to clear.

"I was dealing with those medicinal herbs when dawn broke before I knew it."

"Don't work too hard and neglect your meals; you need to balance work and rest."

"Understood, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

Luo Ming, unaware of the gravity of the situation, picked up another pastry and stuffed it into his mouth: "Your Majesty, you came all this way to see me. Is there something good happening?"

He guessed it might be related to the medical school, but Mo Sangyu looked at him with a smile and asked, "Luo Ming, do you want a wife?"

Luo Ming took a moment to react before letting out an "Ah".

"What does Your Majesty mean?"

"Literal meaning."

Mo Sangyu didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "A girl has taken a liking to you and wants to marry you. I'm here today to ask for your opinion. You've met that girl before."

"Have I seen him before?"

Luo Ming instinctively wanted to refuse.

He's got so many things to do right now, he doesn't have time to get married.

Besides, after getting married, one can no longer do what one wants without any scruples, just like now.

But when he heard Mo Sangyu say that he had also seen that girl, he became curious.

I've met quite a few girls recently, but none of them have left a deep impression on me...

Wait, no, there's one.

The eldest princess of Cangwu Kingdom, what was her name again?

Luo Ming frowned. Could it really be her?

"Is it...is it that princess of Cangwu?" Luo Ming asked tentatively.

"Hmm."

Mo Sangyu was pleased: "It seems you are not entirely unaware of her. It is she. She is going to marry into the Da Chen dynasty and specifically asked to marry you."

If it were just a simple marriage alliance, Luo Ming could say no with certainty. But once the word "marriage alliance" is involved, things become much more complicated.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Luo Ming hesitated for a moment: "I'm not familiar with her. You and His Majesty aren't really going to force me to marry a stranger, are you?"

"Of course not."

Mo Sangyu smiled in an extremely friendly and gentle manner, but his words were cold and ruthless: "However, Princess Jiang said that as long as you agree to marry her, she will bring A'da and A'yi as dowry. Don't worry, it's not all three of them marrying you, but Yuan Zhao and Han Xiao."

The implication is that if he refuses, he will not only be refusing his own marriage.

Luo Ming fell silent.

It feels like the sky is falling.

It would be one thing to force him to get married, but to make it a political marriage with a princess as the other party is another matter entirely. How can they possibly get along?

"Your Majesty, you haven't asked Yuan Zhao and Han Xiao's opinion yet, have you? I suspect they might not necessarily..."

"No."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Sangyu once again stated the cold, hard truth: "They have been together for many days, but Princess Jiang has put forward this condition: you must agree to the marriage alliance before A'da and A'yi can come and marry into the country with her."

"In other words, Yuan Zhao and Han Xiao's happy life is in your hands."

Luo Ming was speechless.

What does it have to do with him?

He went to see a doctor for a normal reason, but ended up making things worse.

"so."

Seeing that he was really unwilling, Mo Sangyu didn't want to force him: "Try to get to know her first. That girl is not bad. She is easygoing, enthusiastic and outgoing. Last time she injured her leg, she did it to save a child. She is kind-hearted. If you get to know her, you might change your mind."

Luo Ming wanted to say it was absolutely impossible, but when he thought about how she had injured her leg to save a child, he realized she was a chivalrous woman.

"OK."

He finally relented: "Then, for Your Majesty's sake, I will try to make contact with her."