His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

"They say...that suspicious individuals have appeared at Miss Yueying's residence. It was reported by one of Miss Yueying's subordinates through Lord Yazi. They said they were worried about Miss Yueying's safety and dared not act rashly. Please enlighten us, Your Majesty."

"A suspicious person?"

Before Feng Xingyu could speak, Mo Sangyu was clearly intrigued: "I'll go take a look."

As she spoke, she got up and walked toward the door, but was suddenly pulled back by an arm.

"What are you going to see?"

There's never a moment's peace.

Feng Xingyu lifted her onto his dragon throne, straddled her with his long legs, and directly encircled her in his arms between the throne and the desk.

His warm breath brushed against her ear, his tone carrying a hint of coaxing: "You're pregnant now, you need to rest, okay?"

Just as Mo Sangyu was about to struggle, she heard him slowly say, "Actually, I have a rough idea of ​​who that suspicious person is."

"You know?" Mo Sangyu paused, raising her eyes in surprise. "Who?"

Feng Xingyu deliberately kept her in suspense, gently stroking the back of her hand with his fingertips, and smiling like a fox: "You rest well and let me finish reviewing the commemorative documents in peace, then I'll tell you."

Mo Sangyu narrowed her eyes dangerously: "Are you threatening me?"

"I wouldn't dare."

Feng Xingyu leaned in to flatter her, giving her a light peck on the corner of her lips. Then, he pulled her close, holding her tightly in his arms, using a combination of coaxing, deception, and playful teasing.

"Okay, Yu, have some compassion for your husband. Let me finish dealing with all this mess in peace. You're not allowed to go anywhere, okay?"

"..."

This man is getting more and more formidable. When did he learn to use a gentle, soft knife?

She may seem to be acting cute, but she's actually quite domineering.

"Ayu... Sister Ayu... My wife..."

"..."

Mo Sangyu, worn down by his nagging and wanting more of the warmth in his arms, finally snorted and reluctantly agreed to let it go.

Feng Xingyu was finally satisfied and began to carefully review the memorials.

Mo Sangyu casually picked up a book from the bookshelf, leaned against it to read, and as she read, her gaze fell on Feng Xingyu's face.

This man is a completely different person when he's serious and focused.

I feel like I'm radiating charm.

Mo Sangyu casually tossed the book aside, propped her head up, and watched him, occasionally causing some trouble.

Hook his finger, or tangle a strand of his hair, or poke his handsome face, trying to make him angry.

But as it turned out, she didn't get angry at all, nor did she show any impatience. She even cooperated with her and let her cause trouble as she pleased.

Mo Sangyu is meaningless.

Soon, she felt sleepy, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and finally she fell asleep in his arms.

When she woke up, it was already dark outside the window, and the palace servants brought in her dinner.

Feng Xingyu carried her to the dining table and then carefully served her food.

Mo Sangyu enjoyed the moment, but couldn't help sighing at the same time.

This is going to ruin her.

After taking a few bites, she was still thinking about the suspicious person and pressed for more information: "Now that the memorial has been approved, can you tell me who it is?"

Feng Xingyu served her a bowl of soup before slowly saying, "When Yueying suddenly ran back from the capital, didn't you find it strange?"

Mo Sangyu's expression faltered slightly.

"She always obeys orders. How could she suddenly come back without our orders? Ah Yu, you are more perceptive than me, how could you not have any suspicions?"

Feng Xingyu didn't tell her directly who that person was, but only gave her the key information and let her guess.

"News of her injury has reached the capital..."

"So, it's Feng Tingye?"

Mo Sangyu had indeed suspected it before, but she never expected that the two of them would actually...

"Is it really Feng Tingye?"

"It's him."

On the first day Feng Tingye secretly entered the city, Feng Xingyu discovered him. Seeing him head straight for Yueying's residence, he understood what was going on and ignored the matter.

"He stayed here for more than ten days before being discovered by the Moon Shadow people. It seems that the Moon Shadow hid him very well, so it can be considered that they were mutually in love."

"That……"

Mo Sangyu nodded thoughtfully: "Then let's leave them be and let them fall in love freely."

After thinking for a moment, she added, "However, you should still send someone to inform him that your younger brother is timid and might scare him away. Otherwise, where will Yueying find a husband?"

"Is he a coward?"

Feng Xingyu chuckled lightly: "He's just a vassal king. He left his post and came to Wudu without even a word. If those officials in the court find out, I can't protect him."

Mo Sangyu glanced at him sideways.

"Alright, let's not talk about him anymore."

Seeing that she wasn't eating anymore, Feng Xingyu pulled her up and led her outside: "Let's go for a walk to digest."

The two walked side by side on the palace road. The night was quiet, and the early winter in the northern border was already quite cold. Feng Xingyu quietly pulled her closer to his arms to shield her from the wind.

"Oh, right."

After walking for a while, he seemed to suddenly remember something and casually asked, "What did you see when you searched Song Xianya's memories that day?"

Mo Sangyu didn't hide anything from him, but she didn't go into details after returning because there wasn't much useful information.

"Song Xianya was originally a charlatan who pretended to be a god, but she did have some talent for practicing evil arts, so she was chosen by the national teacher to work for him."

"But she had only been with the Imperial Advisor for a few years, and that man was very cunning. Why would he tell her everything about himself? So there wasn't much valuable information in her memory."

"The only thing we know is that the imperial advisor's name, what's it...?"

Mo Sangyu thought carefully for a moment before remembering: "Ye Shuchen."

"Ye Shuchen?" Feng Xingyu repeated the name in a low voice.

"Hmm, he's an old monster who's lived for over a hundred years."

Mo Sangyu chuckled softly and continued, "He has been absorbing the dragon energy of Qingyue Kingdom, so it's normal that his appearance remains unchanged. As for what he cultivates, it looks... like the demonic path."

At this point, she sighed with some regret: "It's a pity he got away. Next time we meet, I'll remember to catch him alive. I need to study this carefully."

Feng Xingyu nodded without saying a word.

But for some reason, he felt a strange familiarity with the name "Ye Shuchen," and even a sense of inexplicable hostility welled up deep in his heart.

The two unknowingly walked to the pavilion in the Imperial Garden and sat down to rest.

Feng Xingyu's gaze fell on her flat stomach. He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and carefully placed his hand on it, his palm warm.

Mo Sangyu glanced down and couldn't help but laugh, "They're still young, you can't feel anything by touching them yet."

Feng Xingyu withdrew his hand, gently rubbing his fingertips, and whispered, "I just... wanted to experience it."

When Feng Xingyu first learned that Mo Sangyu was pregnant, he was really nervous.

But seeing that she was eating and sleeping well these past two days, and had plenty of energy, his anxiety slowly subsided.

……

In the following days, Granny Yu and the others finally came to their senses from the events surrounding Feng Mian's childbirth.

Luo Ming previously said that the Empress was pregnant, and this news has now spread throughout the entire palace and even the previous dynasty.

The day after Mo Sangyu returned, Granny Yu began to arrange everything.

Not only Mo Sangyu's three meals a day, but also the nannies and wet nurses who will serve her closely in the future, need to be carefully selected and trained before they can be used.

They even prepared baby clothes and various items for the unborn little master, all arranged in an orderly manner.

Mo Sangyu hadn't thought about these issues at all. She felt there was still plenty of time, and now that someone was taking care of these things for her, she was happy to have some free time, but also felt a warm feeling in her heart.

But at the same time, there was also a problem that gave her a real headache.

That means that besides Feng Xingyu, there are now many more people in her bedchamber who are in charge of her.

You can't do this, you can't do that, they say the first three months are a critical period, you have to be careful, and you can't afford to make any mistakes.

Getting pregnant is like squatting on a fence.

Feng Xingyu was happy to see this happen, and every day, apart from attending court, he would stay in her bedchamber to review official documents, mainly to provide her with close "companionship".

Feeling uncomfortable being controlled, and bored out of her mind, Mo Sangyu began to study the Heart of the Secret Realm.

"Feng Xingyu, I have full authority over this, right?"

She placed the Heart of the Secret Realm on the table and turned to ask Feng Xingyu beside her.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xingyu knew she was referring to the Heart of the Secret Realm, and replied without looking up, "Of course, it was given to you by your mother. You can do whatever you want with it."

"That's good."

With a flick of her wrist, a small cutting machine appeared in her palm. She deftly sliced ​​the crystal-clear Heart of the Secret Realm into more than a dozen irregular pieces.

Then, she enthusiastically sketched out various jewelry designs on the sketchpad.

There are rings, necklaces, bracelets, and hairpins.

She planned to inlay each of these cut fragments of the Heart of the Secret Realm into these exquisite pieces of jewelry.

When the time comes, we'll give it to those kids.

In this way, they can all be protected, even if they encounter danger and suffer serious injuries in the future, they can still save their lives.

Feng Xingyu got up and walked over, looking at the sketches she had drawn. His gaze fell on the ring, and his eyes immediately darkened. He pointed at the sketch with his slender fingers: "This cannot be given to anyone else."

Mo Sangyu raised an eyebrow: "You don't need these."

"I only want the ring."

Feng Xingyu looked at her stubbornly, his tone carrying an undeniable domineering air: "This can only be given to me. It doesn't need to be inlaid with the Heart of the Secret Realm, but the ring must be mine."

Finally, he added, "If you dare to give it to anyone else, no matter who it is, stop and interrupt me."

"..."

Mo Sangyu sighed, "Fine, fine, I'll take you."

"That's more like it."

Seeing that Mo Sangyu agreed, Feng Xingyu smiled, and instantly, the world lost its color.

"I'll be leaving the palace this afternoon."

After Mo Sangyu finished drawing the sketches, he thought about leaving the palace to find a reliable jewelry shop to make the jewelry.

Upon hearing that she wanted to leave the palace, Feng Xingyu immediately frowned: "No, have you forgotten about falling from a great height? What if you faint again for no reason? You are not allowed to leave the palace alone."

Mo Sangyu said helplessly, "I'll take Qingwu and Yuhe with me."

Feng Xingyu shook his head again, looking uneasy.

Mo Sangyu's eyes darted around, and she tentatively asked, "Then will you come with me?"

Feng Xingyu: "Okay."

Mo Sangyu: "..."

Why can't this man just say he wants to go?

This time, Feng Xingyu didn't use teleportation to take her with him; instead, they rode in a carriage and left through the palace gates.

Not far from the palace gate, a small white creature suddenly rushed towards them from the street corner at an extremely fast speed.

Finally, he smashed open the carriage door and plunged headfirst into Mo Sangyu's arms.

"Ayu!"

Feng Xingyu was startled and immediately reached out to pull the white, fluffy creature out of Mo Sangyu's arms, anxiously looking her up and down: "Are you alright? Did you bump your stomach?"

"It's okay, I'm not made of clay, I'm not that easy to break."

Mo Sangyu patted his hand reassuringly, then her gaze fell on the little white thing.

Only then did I realize that it really was like a round ball. At first glance, it didn't even have any facial features; it was just a fluffy ball.

But actually, it's the animal that hides its facial features.

Feng Xingyu gently patted it, and only then did it timidly peek out.

It has a pair of big, round eyes, and ears that look a bit like a rabbit's, but not as long. Its nose and mouth are small, and when it opens its mouth, it blows bubbles.

They look absolutely adorable.

"Is this... the little guy we met at Lingquan Mountain?"

Mo Sangyu was somewhat surprised, then asked in confusion, "But what exactly is it?"

Seeing how much she liked it, Feng Xingyu handed the little creature back to her and said gently, "This is a little beast called the Dream Beast."

"Dream Beast?"

Mo Sangyu looked up at him in surprise: "How did you know?"

Feng Xingyu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Since the restoration of the Cloud Clan's bloodline restriction, I've often had images in my mind that don't belong to my memories. When I saw it just now, I naturally knew what it meant."

"oh."

Mo Sangyu nodded and fell into deep thought for a moment.

Could it be that besides his identity as a member of the Yun clan, Feng Xingyu has some other story behind him?

"What are you thinking about, Ayu?"

"It's nothing. This little beast really came to find us on its own initiative. I think it's quite destined to be with you."

"It bumped into your arms, why are we destined to be together?"

"Because I feel it's coming for you."

Mo Sangyu looked at the little guy.

It seemed timid, trembling in Mo Sangyu's arms, but it was very intelligent and knew exactly what it was doing.

"So, little guy, you came here specifically to find us, right?"

The little beast's eyes darted around, as if it understood, yet also as if it didn't quite understand.

Mo Sangyu rubbed its head, her voice softening: "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you, relax."

This time, it seemed to understand. It softened its body slightly, rubbed its little head against Mo Sangyu's palm, and took the initiative to show its goodwill to Mo Sangyu.

"Since you're here, stay close to us."

Mo Sangyu liked it very much.

And she had a feeling that this little guy might bring them something...unexpected.

The carriage continued on its way.

Upon arriving at the jewelry shop, Feng Xingyu draped a fluffy cloak over Mo Sangyu's shoulders and put a veil on her. He himself also put on a mask and colored contact lenses to ensure that he would not be recognized before getting out of the carriage and entering the jewelry shop.

Seeing such a mysterious attire, the shopkeeper knew the person must be wealthy and influential, and wisely refrained from asking about their identity.

Mo Sangyu took out the blueprints and asked them if they could make the design shown.

The shop owner was amazed when he saw it.

These styles were all things they had never seen before, and they were sure to be a huge hit once they were made.

Mo Sangyu saw through the shopkeeper's intentions, smiled and said, "As long as you make these pieces of jewelry, using the best materials, and except for the parts that need to be inlaid in the middle, use my own materials, the finished product will belong to me, and the right to use the blueprints will belong to you."

"really?"

Upon hearing this, the shop owner was overjoyed.

"nature."

"Deal. In ten days, the young lady can bring the item she wishes to have inlaid. I guarantee she will be satisfied."

"readily."

With a single glance from Mo Sangyu, Feng Xingyu took out a stack of silver notes from his person and handed them over: "This is the payment."

The shop owner was an honest man. He thought it was wrong to take the right to use someone else's design and then charge them money. Just as he was about to refuse, he heard the man's voice again.

"Besides this ring, we only need one. We need five of each of the others. You, the shopkeeper, will provide all the materials. Are you sure you don't want to charge us?"