His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

As we left the Luo residence, the sun was high in the sky.

Mo Sangyu didn't take a carriage, nor was she in a hurry. She took the opportunity to visit Yan Qing's residence to see Feng Mian.

She is six months pregnant, and her due date is around mid-October.

This time, Mo Sangyu didn't enter through the main gate, but went directly to Feng Mian's room.

Feng Mian was sewing a small garment when she suddenly saw Mo Sangyu. She jumped up, somewhat surprised and delighted, and exclaimed, "Miss!"

"Don't move."

Mo Sangyu quickly stopped her from moving around: "It's not like we haven't seen each other for a long time, why are you so excited? Be careful not to hurt your stomach."

"It's okay, I'm pretty resilient."

It's clear that Yan Qing has taken good care of her; her complexion is rosy, and her temperament and spirit are exceptionally good.

Feng Mian was about to ask someone to prepare tea and snacks when Mo Sangyu stopped him, saying, "Don't bother, I don't want to eat. Sit down first and let me take a look at you."

"Okay."

After Feng Mian sat down, Mo Sangyu flipped her wrist, and a silver device appeared in her palm. She then hung it around her neck and let Feng Mian listen to the fetal heartbeat.

The fetal heartbeat was strong and powerful; it was clearly Yan Qing's child.

Afterwards, Mo Sangyu checked her blood pressure and took her temperature. Once he confirmed that everything was normal, he put the things back.

Feng Mian looked at the strange-looking things with great curiosity: "Miss, what are these for?"

"It's nothing. I'm just giving you a check-up. Everything's fine, but you still need to have the imperial physician come and check on you regularly. You can't be careless."

The medical conditions here are poor, and the risks for women giving birth are much higher, so extra caution is needed.

"Don't worry, Miss." Feng Mian said helplessly, "Yan Qing practically has the imperial physician living in our house. He calls the imperial physician over every few days. If I make even the slightest sound, or if the baby in my belly moves even a little, he gets nervous for half a day..."

"Becoming a father for the first time is perfectly normal."

Hearing her say that, Mo Sangyu felt relieved.

Feng Mian suddenly spoke up: "Miss, you and His Majesty have been married for so long, the world is at peace now, and your relationship is so good, haven't you planned to have a baby?"

"Let nature take its course."

Mo Sangyu replied with four words and then got up to leave.

"Miss, won't you stay a little longer?" Feng Mian hurriedly got up to see her off, but was also reluctant to let her leave.

"Don't see me off, go back and get some rest."

Mo Sangyu waved his hand lightly behind him, and then disappeared in a flash.

Upon returning to the palace, she immediately sent someone to the post station to convey a message to Jiang Shiyu, telling her about Luo Ming's thoughts: if she really wanted to marry him, she should find a way to handle it herself.

In addition, Mo Sangyu once gave her a friendly suggestion: "If she can cater to his preferences, she might be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Whether it will succeed or not depends entirely on her own efforts.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed since Gu Jinzhi and Wen Zhixia got married, and the foggy city has entered its hottest season.

Prince Xiao Yan and his sister Xiao Ling of Qingyue Kingdom went to the palace to meet Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu three days ago, and then secretly returned to the country. Only Shen Hanzhou remained in Dachen for the time being.

Mo Sangyu wanted to persuade him to go back with her, but seeing how worried he was, as if he was afraid they would back out of helping, she didn't bother to ask again and let him go.

The people from Moonshadow were specifically responsible for keeping an eye on them, and they weren't afraid that the Moonshadow people would cause any trouble.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. The sun hangs scorching in the sky early in the morning, and even the wind carries a burning heat that makes you feel stuffy.

After having breakfast, Mo Sangyu found the shadiest spot in the courtyard and lazily lay down on a rattan rocking chair.

The rocking chair beneath her swayed gently as she leaned against the soft, cool cushion, closing her eyes and feigning sleep.

The tree is surrounded by ancient trees with lush foliage, whose dense branches completely block out the scorching sunlight, leaving only a few sparse spots of light that fall on the ground in dappled patterns.

On the low table beside her were chilled seasonal fresh fruits and several plates of delicate pastries.

Qingwu and Yuhe stood to one side with their hands at their sides, holding plain-colored round fans, gently fanning her.

A refreshing coolness, not disturbing anyone in the slightest.

During Mo Sangyu's time in the Da Chen Imperial Palace, the two women were always by her side, serving her reliably and considerately.

Granny Yu is now the head steward of Zhaohua Palace. She has a lot of trivial matters inside and outside the palace, and she also has to take care of Mo Sangwan. She is busy all day long.

Despite her age, she still walks with a brisk and energetic stride.

The previous dynasty couldn't do without Gu Jinzhi, and the harem truly couldn't do without Granny Yu.

Fortunately, she had many capable assistants around her who helped her manage the harem, and Mo Sangyu often gave her strange and unusual tonics to eat.

After eating, my backache and leg pain subsided, I slept soundly at night, and I could even eat several more bowls of rice. I was suddenly full of energy.

In this way, Mo Sangyu can continue to be the Salted Fish Lady with a clear conscience.

And they enjoyed it.

It's just that this guy is a bit clingy.

I kept her up until the wee hours last night, and she barely got any sleep.

Mo Sangyu closed her eyes, letting the rocking chair sway gently, like a lazy, tired kitten.

Qingwu and Yuhe gently waved their fans, their gazes inadvertently falling on Mo Sangyu's face, and they were momentarily stunned.

Even when she rests with her eyes closed, her features are exquisitely beautiful, her skin is as smooth as jade, and she is pure and elegant without any makeup. She has an innate noble aura that makes her so beautiful that it is impossible to look away.

The two assumed she was fast asleep and couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

Just as they were engrossed in watching, Mo Sangyu suddenly opened his eyes, startling Qingwu and Yuhe.

Mo Sangyu didn't look at them. She sat up from the recliner and looked up.

Her red lips curved slightly, and a hint of interest lingered in her eyes.

The first lucky one has arrived.

If I were to make a wild guess, it's most likely... Yun Jin.

Mo Sangyu stood up, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and darted away.

Inside the Hall of Diligent Governance, Feng Xingyu was discussing matters with several ministers.

He paused abruptly halfway through his sentence, then looked up at the outside of the hall.

That's all for today.

The defensive barrier rippled, and he wondered which unlucky soul had been electrocuted; he had to go check it out.

Feng Xingyu put down the folding book in his hand, and before he could finish speaking, he had already walked out of the palace gate.

The ministers stood there, stunned, looking at each other, none of them knowing what had happened.

When Feng Xingyu arrived, Mo Sangyu was already standing on the palace wall.

She leaned against the wall, her silver hair gleaming in the sunlight, a smile playing on her lips, looking down at the outside world.

Feng Xingyu landed beside her and followed her gaze downwards.

At the base of the wall, a person was squatting on the ground, holding his head in his hands, his whole body still trembling slightly.

His hair was steaming, and his face was patchy with black and white marks, as if he had just crawled out of a stove. His robes were also torn in several places.

"You shocked me again..."

He crouched in the corner, muttering to himself, "He shocked me again!"

Noticing that someone was looking at him, Yun Jin suddenly looked up and saw the two people standing on the palace wall. He opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of black smoke.

"You guys...cough...shocked me again..."

The moment Yun Jin saw Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu, he instantly broke down in tears, sobbing uncontrollably: "You...!"

After a long pause, he finally uttered the last three words: "That's terrible!"

"I came here with good intentions to tell you that Yun Xian'er's first meditation session is almost over. She will probably wake up in the next day or two, and then she will enter meditation for the second time soon after she wakes up."

Yun Jin was truly heartbroken and extremely aggrieved: "But you... how could you treat me like this..."

"Is it my fault?"

Mo Sangyu pointed to himself and asked.

Feng Xingyu turned to look at her, his red eyes gentle, and reached out to touch her silver hair.

Her voice was extremely gentle, but every word she spoke was venomous.

"It's not A-Yu's fault, it's just that some people are impolite, ignorant of the rules, don't know what trespassing is, and are stupid enough not to notice the strong danger emanating from the electric fence. Who have the nerve to blame?"

Yun Jin: "..."

unacceptable!

He wants to break off all ties with them!

Yun Jin turned and left without looking back!

Uh.

"Never mind, considering he made the special trip to tell us, let's bring him a gift tomorrow to comfort him."

"What's so special about it? He could have notified me without making this trip, or maybe he just wanted to have some fun."

"When did your mouth become so sharp?"

"Is there?"

Feng Xingyu slowly leaned closer and said in a hoarse voice, "Then let's try a kiss and see if I get poisoned."

"If you get poisoned, you'll be the first to die."

Mo Sangyu rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Meanwhile, Yun Jin returned to the Yun Clan.

Yun Yihe has recently taken to cultivating his mind and enjoying tending to flowers and plants in the yard when he has free time.

When Yun Jin returned, he saw him squatting in a flower bed, sleeves rolled up, pulling weeds.

He glanced at it only once before quickly lowering his head and leaving.

But after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and slowly retreated step by step.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Yun Jin stood in front of the flowerbed, smiling as he greeted, "Lord, are you personally weeding again?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

Yun Yihe said without looking up, and only after he finished speaking did he glance up at him unintentionally.

I don't know if I don't see it, I'm startled when I see it.

"What happened to you, you look like this?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I just wanted to inform Your Majesty that Ah Feng and the Empress said they want Your Majesty to come over. It seems there's something they want to discuss with you."

"them?"

Yun Yihe then stopped, and asked somewhat suspiciously, "You want to discuss something with me?"

That's really strange.

He stood up and clapped his hands, showing no doubt about Yun Jin's words.

"Alright, since they invited me, I'll reluctantly go."

"Okay... okay, I'll head back now."

Yun Jin's eyes darted away for a moment before he quickly turned and left.

Yun Yihe went back to his room to tidy himself up, and even picked out a nice outfit to wear.

My cousin and Xiaoyuer have gone to great lengths to visit him, so they should pay attention to their appearance to show respect.

Once everything was ready, Yun Yihe prepared to use both spatial magic and teleportation to go directly to the Great Chen Imperial Palace, so he could see them sooner.

But after trying twice, it didn't work.

Clearly, it's a problem with defensive restrictions.

Has this defensive barrier been strengthened?

It's just a low-level continent, why bother with such powerful defensive restrictions? Who are they trying to protect against?

You can only teleport to the outside of the palace first, and then go inside.

This time, with a thought, Yun Yihe appeared outside the palace of Da Chen.

However, it is suspended high in the sky.

He leaned down to look at the restrictions on the entire palace, and was about to enter when he suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly retreated.

What is that?

That was close.

Yun Yihe casually grabbed a bird and threw it onto the inconspicuous silver net. It immediately made a sizzling sound and soon started to emit blue smoke.

The little bird was completely burned!

Yun Yihe's face darkened.

Recalling Yun Jin's ghostly appearance, could it be...?

Yun Yihe finally realized that this kid was trying to trick him.

I knew it! How could those two heartless and indifferent guys possibly consult him about anything?

You bastard Yun Jin!

Thank goodness I didn't go in, otherwise I would have been embarrassed again.

Getting injured is a small matter, but losing face is a big deal.

Yun Yihe returned to the Yun Clan in a rage, only to find that Yun Jin had already fled.

well.

If you're so capable, then don't ever come back!

Yun Yihe did not notice it when he left. Not long after returning to Zhaohua Palace, Mo Sangyu noticed the abnormality again. When she came out to check, she only saw the spatial rift disappear.

Yun Yihe has come too?

They came and went, what's going on?

Mo Sangyu didn't care.

Day two.

The couple decided to visit the Yun tribe anyway.

Mo Sangyu picked out a gift for Yun Jin from the storeroom. Although it was just a casual choice, it was still a token of her goodwill.

After Feng Xing finished the morning court session, he informed Gu Jinzhi that if there were any urgent matters that needed to be handled, Gu Jinzhi could take the lead and make decisions directly.

They can be back in the evening if they're lucky, or in a day or two if they're slow.

Gu Jinzhi was already used to it, and when she heard them say they were leaving, she felt no emotion.

Ripples spread lightly in the void, then quickly subsided without a trace.

Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu landed side by side in the Yun Clan courtyard, surrounded by white mist and spirited plants.

Mo Sangyu used her soul sense to search for Yun Jin's figure, only to find that he was not in the clan.

The couple walked towards the main hall, where Yun Yihe was having lunch alone by the stone table in the courtyard.

Several dishes of exquisite vegetarian food and spirit rice soup were laid out on the table. He slowly picked up his chopsticks and ate, but his brows were slightly furrowed and his face was gloomy.

He felt increasingly aggrieved and angry after being tricked by Yun Jin yesterday.

Of course, he was most angry with himself.

How could he believe such a clumsy lie?

How could he believe that those two heartless guys would take the initiative to contact him!

The key point is that he actually went.

Just as he was secretly annoyed, he suddenly caught sight of two familiar figures out of the corner of his eye. Yun Yihe paused, and the expression on his face stiffened for a moment.

isn't it?

He put down his chopsticks, stood up, and looked at them. He meant to ask, "Why are you here again?" but what came out was, "Have you eaten? Why don't you sit down and eat something with us?"

He regretted it as soon as he said it.

Because it reminded me of the last time I ate with them.

The user experience was extremely poor.

It makes me feel nauseous.

Yun Yihe silently repeated in his mind, "They've already eaten, they've already eaten, they've already eaten."

"You can eat it yourself, we've already eaten."

Upon hearing Feng Xingyu's indifferent voice, Yun Yihe breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at his face full of annoyance and regret, Mo Sangyu smiled faintly, seeing through his thoughts clearly.

"Where did Yun Jin go?"

"Don't mention that jerk."

Upon hearing the name "Yun Jin," Yun Yihe instinctively cursed, then realized his mistake and quickly explained, "No, what I meant was, he's always neglecting his duties and running around. Ever since Yun Feng was imprisoned, the Qing Tong clan has been left unsupervised..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Sangyu suddenly asked, "Yesterday, did you also come to the Nine Provinces Continent? What were you doing there?"