His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

"Will the Blood Lamp reject his blood?"

Feng Xingyu pondered for a moment, then picked up where she left off and continued, "If that child is not of Rong clan blood, then everything we've seen today is an illusion."

Although, this possibility is unlikely.

But we need to confirm it before we can completely give up.

The couple returned safely to the inner courtyard of the mansion.

The two hid under the corridor and soon met up with Rong Xuanci, who was hiding in the shadows.

After a brief discussion, they ultimately decided to proceed with the blood sample method.

As night deepened, the lights in the mansion were extinguished one by one, and silence began to fall.

Not long after, the three saw Rong Huaijin enter the room of the woman in plain clothes. The lights in the room were completely turned off, indicating that the two were living together.

The child was led by the wet nurse into the adjacent side room, and soon after, the side room also went dark.

"We can move now."

Feng Xingyu looked at Mo Sangyu and said in a low voice.

Mo Sangyu nodded slightly, and the two of them flashed into the child's room.

The room was pitch black, with only the faint moonlight filtering in through the window making out the outline of the bed.

The wet nurse lay on the couch beside her, her breathing shallow.

Feng Xingyu condensed a wisp of red mist, and with a gentle touch, the wet nurse instantly fell into a deep sleep, without making a sound.

Mo Sangyu walked slowly to the bedside, looked at the sleeping child, and silently a thin needle appeared in her palm to draw blood.

She gently pinched the child's thin wrist and accurately located the superficial fine blood vessels.

The needle tip pierced the skin steadily, the movement gentle and swift.

The child was fast asleep, only letting out a soft moan and nuzzling against the blankets, but didn't wake up the whole time.

A small amount of warm blood slowly flowed into the transparent blood collection tube, just enough to verify the blood vessel.

After the blood draw was complete, she deftly removed the needle, covered her fingertip with a wisp of spiritual energy, and gently smoothed out the tiny needle mark, leaving no trace.

The two exchanged a glance, then teleported out of the room without lingering.

The gates of the mansion were still open, and Rong Xuanci was already waiting there.

Mo Sangyu handed over the small tube containing the blood and said softly, "Brother, I'm entrusting this matter to you."

"Don't be so polite with me, brother."

Rong Xuanci carefully put away the blood sample and instructed, "You all stay here. I will get it as soon as possible."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

After Rong Xuanci left, Feng Xingyu turned to look at Mo Sangyu beside him. The two of them, in perfect unison, found a relatively comfortable place around the villa and made do for the night.

"Ayu, you haven't slept for days. Get some sleep. I'll stay with you."

"it is good."

Mo Sangyu did not refuse.

Although her spiritual power has now recovered to its peak, it still requires energy to sustain it, and she cannot afford to be without sleep for an extended period.

With Feng Xingyu by her side, she could sleep peacefully.

Rong Xuanci was very efficient; he returned just before dawn.

This time, Yun Yihe followed again.

Upon seeing with his own eyes that the woman in the mansion was not Yun Wangshu, Yun Yihe pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.

My aunt knows spatial magic, could she have gone to some unknown new continent?

Otherwise, how could there have been no news at all for so many years?

"Brother, how did it go?"

Feng Xingyu looked at Rong Xuanci and asked.

Rong Xuanci shook his head slightly, then nodded.

Mo Sangyu: "Is that child truly of Rong clan blood?"

"Yes."

"..."

Everyone fell silent.

After a long silence, Yun Yihe finally said, "Even if it's confirmed that he's of the Rong clan bloodline, it doesn't necessarily mean he's Third Master Rong's son..."

He couldn't continue speaking halfway through his sentence.

He himself found it absurd.

I've already seen it with my own eyes. That woman is Rong Sanye's wife, and the child calls him father. They are clearly a family of three, so what is there to doubt?

"Forget it, let's go back."

After Feng Xingyu finished speaking, he took Mo Sangyu's hand and was about to leave, but Mo Sangyu grabbed his hand instead.

Seeing that all three of them were looking at her at the same time, she hesitated for a moment and slowly said, "How about this, you all go back, and I'll stay alone..."

"no."

"no."

"Isn't that a bad idea?"

The three spoke in unison.

Feng Xingyu and Rong Xuanci directly opposed it, and Yun Yihe didn't dare to use that tone, but he clearly disagreed as well.

The key point is, with the facts laid out before us, is it really necessary to waste this time?

"..."

Previously, only Feng Xingyu was in charge of her, which is good.

However, her decisions are usually ineffective if others object.

Feng Xingyu was well aware of this.

He placed his hopes on Rong Xuanci, hoping that Ayu would listen to her brother-in-law's words.

However, before Rong Xuanci could speak, Mo Sangyu interjected, "Although we are not ordinary people, I still have a gut feeling."

"What kind of intuition?" Yun Yihe asked curiously.

"Don't you think things are going too smoothly?"

Third Master Rong is no ordinary person.

In terms of strength, he might be relatively weaker than the others, but in terms of cunning and shrewdness, he is definitely not to be underestimated.

"Is it possible that, from the moment Feng Xingyu appeared, or even earlier, he had already foreseen this day and made thorough preparations?"

"No... this idea is too..."

Yun Yihe found it utterly absurd.

"How insane must a person be to go to such lengths to fabricate such a facade to trap another person and dispel the suspicions of others?"

"They even used a child as a cover?"

"No normal person would do something so outrageous, Little Fish, I think you've gone mad."

After Yun Yihe finished speaking, Feng Xingyu glanced at him indifferently, but unusually did not refute him.

Rong Xuanci agreed, thinking it was unlikely.

"My third uncle's personality is a bit eccentric, but I don't think it's that bad..."

"You don't understand."

Mo Sangyu interrupted Rong Xuanci.

Paranoid and yandere are the kind of crazy people who are capable of anything.

Once you fall in love with someone, you won't let her go easily.

The gloom surrounding Rong Huaijin, that calm madness, made Mo Sangyu fully suspect that everything they were seeing was very likely fake.

Including that child.

"Brother, after you go back, secretly investigate whether any children aged two or three have gone missing in the Rong clan's collateral branches over the years, or whether any children have died in the last two or three years, including the clan members below. Find out as much as possible."

Rong Xuanci also felt that Mo Sangyu was overthinking things.

Seeing his sister's serious expression, he nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll help you investigate."

Feng Xingyu put his arm around her shoulder, looked down at her, and asked, "Ayu, are you really going to stay here and keep watch?"

"Um."

Mo Sangyu habitually reached out and ruffled his hair: "I'm just killing time anyway, so I'll see who can keep their composure longer. And you don't need to worry about me, if it really comes down to a fight, he's no match for me."

"..."

No one refuted this statement.

Besides, she has a soul contract to back her up, so there's really nothing to worry about.

Feng Xingyu simply didn't want to be separated from her.

Seemingly anticipating his concerns, Mo Sangyu said with a smile, "You have spatial magic and teleportation abilities. If you want to come here to find me, it's just like going from the Imperial Study to Zhaohua Palace—you could come ten or eight times a day. It would only take a little more effort. What's there to hesitate about?"

That's fucking perverted.

Yun Yihe cursed under his breath.

Anyone who considers these two enemies is truly asking for trouble.

If it weren't for the resurrection technique, he would have died eight hundred times over at their hands...

Rong Xuanci silently rubbed his forehead.

The Yun and Rong clans have become even stronger in this generation; he should be gratified.

"That……"

Feng Xingyu had nothing to say, and reluctantly agreed: "Alright."

He immediately added, "Then you have to promise me that if you make any discoveries, you must wait for me to arrive before we act together."

Rong Huaijin couldn't defeat her, but this Cangxuan Realm still contained many ancient and vast mysterious powers that humans generally couldn't contend with, so they had to be on guard.

"it is good."

Mo Sangyu nodded solemnly and made repeated assurances before Feng Xingyu and the other two left one after another.

Mo Sangyu concealed his aura, his figure merging into the air, and returned to the courtyard.

The sky gradually brightened.

She darted to the ancient locust tree in the center of the courtyard and sat down on a thick branch with dense foliage.

The branches and leaves concealed his figure, but by looking down, he could clearly see the movements in various parts of the courtyard.

She leaned lazily against the thick trunk, taking root there and preparing for a protracted battle.

Six or seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

These past few days, Rong Huaijin's life has been almost rigidly routine.

He rarely goes out; he has spent so many days at home with his wife and children.

What she does most often is to hold a carving knife and make small wooden carvings for the children under the eaves, and she also patiently and meticulously plays with the children.

His gaze toward the child was filled with tenderness and affection.

The children's clear laughter echoed in the courtyard for a long time.

When it's time to eat, he will go out to buy groceries himself and occasionally cook. Every time he comes back from grocery shopping, he will also buy some exquisite little trinkets for his wife.

The family of three lived and ate together in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

Every time Rong Huaijin went out, Mo Sangyu would accompany him, and everything went as usual for several days.

Of course, Mo Sangyu was very confident in her invisibility and ability to conceal her presence; she was certain that Rong Huaijin would not be able to detect her.

If everything she had seen these past few days was Rong Huaijin's deliberate act, then it could only mean that her third uncle was far more cunning and terrifying than she had imagined.

These past few days, Feng Xingyu has come once a day, mostly at night, to watch over Mo Sangyu and let her get a good night's sleep.

By the way, tell her about Da Chen's situation.

Princess Jiang Shiyu of Cangwu Kingdom pesters Luo Ming every day.

Luo Ming was determined to establish a medical school to benefit the people, but the Ministry of Revenue's funding was delayed. Without hesitation, Jiang Shiyu used her own private funds to help him pay the difference.

They also took A-Da and A-Yi with them, busying themselves every day, helping Luo Ming choose sites and recruit people, and doing their jobs with great enthusiasm.

It's clear that she's a kind-hearted person, and given her affection for Luo Ming, she does these things with genuine sincerity and enjoys them.

Shen Hanzhou of Qingyue Kingdom remained stubbornly in Dachen, staying at the post station every day without leaving the house, and there was nothing wrong with that.

When it came to matters of the court, Feng Xingyu couldn't help but show signs of fatigue and irritability.

With the autumn imperial examinations approaching, a series of matters, including the setting of exam questions, the selection of examiners, and the regulations for the examination venue, have led to a heated debate between the cabinet elders and the newly appointed court officials, each holding their own opinion.

Both sides had their reasons, and the argument escalated.

The daily morning court sessions were chaotic and caused the emperor a great deal of headaches.

Mo Sangyu listened and casually offered a suggestion that immediately enlightened him.

He would leave on time before the morning court session.

Days passed in this way. Besides Feng Xingyu, Rong Xuanci and Yun Yihe also came several times. Each time they came, they did not find anything substantial, and the two would advise her not to waste her time.

Another month has passed.

They couldn't find anything suspicious about Rong Huaijin.

Mo Sangyu even went so far as to search the memories of a servant, but still found no useful information.

But she firmly believes that the absence of suspicion is itself a greater suspicion.

She didn't believe he could keep up this facade forever!

Based on just one intuition, I have to say that Mo Sangyu is also a madman.

One night, Feng Xingyu came to find her, pulled her into his arms, and couldn't help but whisper sweet nothings in her ear.

Having not been close for over a month, Feng Xingyu's eyes were filled with resentment.

Something suddenly flashed through Mo Sangyu's mind, as if there was something she had overlooked!

Feng Xingyu leaned in and kissed her ear: "Ayu, let's go back."

This was the first time in over a month that Feng Xingyu had spoken to her, advising, "Keep watching like this isn't a solution. After we get back, I'll..."

"Feng Xingyu."

Mo Sangyu finally realized what she had overlooked.

She turned to look at Feng Xingyu, her low voice tinged with excitement: "My thoughts are correct, you know? They...they didn't..."

"What?"

Feng Xingyu didn't understand her meaning for a moment, and amusedly cupped her face, gently kissing her lips, saying patiently, "Don't rush, tell me slowly."

oops.

"What I mean is..."

Mo Sangyu leaned close to his ear, her warm, familiar scent carrying a cool fragrance: "Their room is very quiet every night, they don't have that..."

Is this normal for a loving couple?

Anyway, if it were Feng Xingyu, this would be absolutely abnormal.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xingyu's expression turned strange.

"Is there a soundproof barrier in the room?"

"No, I can hear their breathing after they fall asleep. It's very steady, and they chat occasionally. There's definitely no soundproof barrier."

If there were any evidence, Mo Sangyu would have directly searched Rong Huaijin's memories.

"this."

Feng Xingyu coughed lightly: "Perhaps it's because of his age, or some hidden ailment?"

Do you even believe it yourself?

"..."

"and."

Mo Sangyu carefully recalled the scenes of their interactions over the past few days.

"I felt something was off. They seemed to have a good relationship and were very affectionate, but something was missing between them. Turns out... it was their intimate gestures."

Not to mention sleeping together at night, during the day, Rong Huaijin was never seen hugging his wife, holding her hand, or kissing her.

At most, his gaze was relatively gentle, but there was not a trace of ulterior motive in his eyes.

Unlike when Feng Xingyu looked at her, aside from his extremely serious moments, his gaze was always intense, burning, and full of desire.

Therefore, they really don't look like a married couple.

If they are a couple without feelings for each other, why would he do so much?

"That sounds like it makes some sense."

Feng Xingyu thought about it carefully for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "But we can't keep dragging this on like this. Could it be that he's already discovered us?"