His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

"You don't want to hurt me?"

Mo Sangyu seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. The corners of her lips curled slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes. Instead, there was a chilling indifference in them: "You have quite the nerve to talk big, but unfortunately, you don't seem to have the right to say such things now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she flicked her fingers, and the dark blue spiritual energy instantly transformed into an invisible barrier, completely blocking Ye Shuchen's path.

Ye Shuchen's expression darkened, and without further ado, he raised his hand and delivered a fierce palm strike.

Mo Sangyu did not move. Just as his palm wind approached, she nimbly dodged to the side, then grabbed his wrist with her other hand, using the force against him, and pressed down hard.

With a muffled thud, Ye Shuchen was shoved into a thick snowdrift, splashing up a cloud of glistening snowflakes.

He scrambled to his feet, ready to retaliate, but Mo Sangyu attacked again.

Every move was swift, accurate, and ruthless, targeting his most vulnerable spots. Yet, each move was perfectly controlled, causing him pain without killing him.

It will not cause too much noise or damage the surrounding environment and buildings.

After all, this is her and Feng Xingyu's territory; if it's damaged, it will cost money to repair.

Ye Shuchen was beaten and forced to retreat, his sallow face now a truly fascinating sight.

As it turns out, she could have killed him.

That damn woman, that big liar!

If the magic array of the imperial tomb hadn't been destroyed, causing him to suffer a backlash, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state!

These two are jinxes; nothing good ever comes from meeting them!

Seeing that Feng Xingyu might arrive at any moment, Ye Shuchen steeled his heart, suddenly unleashed a burst of murderous aura, forcing Mo Sangyu back half a step, and turned to flee.

"Trying to run away?"

Mo Sangyu scoffed lightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

She slightly raised her finger, and several invisible threads of spiritual energy shot out, like a net that precisely wrapped around Ye Shuchen's limbs and bones.

The silk thread suddenly tightened.

"Hmm!"

Ye Shuchen groaned, his whole body bound tightly with spiritual energy threads as if he were a rice dumpling, and he was thrown back into the snow, unable to move.

Mo Sangyu walked over slowly, looked down at him, and kicked his bound body with her toe.

"Run! Why did you stop running?"

She crouched down, smiling sweetly at his lifeless face, and whispered gently, "Didn't you just say you didn't want to hurt me? Why are you silent now?"

Ye Shuchen glared at her, gritting his teeth: "Mo Sangyu, don't go too far!"

"Is this considered excessive?"

Mo Sangyu clapped her hands in a good mood, completely ignoring his angry glare: "Well... maybe there's something even worse."

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze sweeping over him as if she were examining a newly acquired, interesting toy, a calculating glint in her eyes.

"Tell me, wouldn't it be quite fitting if I hung you at the palace gate like a smoking red lantern?"

Ye Shuchen's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to curse, he saw a dark figure in the distance, who arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

It’s over.

This time, there's really no escaping it.

Mo Sangyu felt a lightness in her body as she fell into a familiar embrace.

"Ayu, why did you run out by yourself?"

Feng Xingyu's gaze immediately fell on her, checking her over to make sure she was alright before turning to the person on the ground: "Who is he?"

No wonder Feng Xingyu didn't recognize him at first glance.

It's really hard to tell who he is, except for his red clothes.

"Nightfall Dust?"

"Yeah, like a moth drawn to a flame, it ran right into it."

"Oh?"

Feng Xingyu curled his lips mockingly and looked at Mo Sangyu: "What does Ayu intend to do with him?"

"We were just discussing it with him, about hanging it at the palace gate for a couple of days as a lantern."

"That's not good; it might scare people."

Mo Sangyu glanced at him and asked, "Then what does my husband wish to do?"

Feng Xingyu's brow twitched, and he tightened his arms around her waist, saying calmly, "Why don't we peel off the skin and make it into a real lantern? That way, it won't scare people."

Ye Shuchen: "..."

No, who is good and who is evil?

If you're going to kill me or torture me, can't you just give me a quick death?

In the end, the couple took Ye Shuchen back to the palace and locked him in a small, dark room.

After all that commotion, Mo Sangyu started feeling sleepy again after returning home.

But she didn't want to sleep; she was fed up with feeling dizzy all day long.

Feng Xingyu brought in the freshly steamed mandarin fish and saw Mo Sangyu nestled softly in the rocking chair, while Bai Tuanzi, feeling lazy, lay down beside her.

The windows were wide open, and the cold wind was howling in.

Feng Xingyu casually placed the food box on the table, turned around and quickly went over to close the wide-open window tightly.

"Don't turn it off."

Mo Sangyu frowned in dissatisfaction and complained in a soft voice, "It's too warm in the room, and the smell makes me want to sleep."

Feng Xingyu gave her a disapproving look, but his tone was full of helplessness and heartache: "You can't let her freeze like this. If you're sleepy, just go to sleep. It's not like we don't have time to sleep."

"A waste of life."

Mo Sangyu smelled the fresh and sweet aroma of fish, her eyes lit up slightly, and she stopped making a fuss. She stretched out her arms towards him, her meaning quite clear.

Feng Xingyu's heart softened, and without saying a word, he picked her up by the waist, walked to the table, sat down, and let her sit on his lap.

Sitting in his lap, my cold body instantly warmed up.

It was almost frozen solid just now.

Being cold outside and being cold inside are two completely different concepts.

"Look at you, you're freezing!"

Feng Xingyu first warmed her hands, then took the opportunity to lean over and kiss her cold face twice as a personal treat.

"I have spiritual power protecting me, I won't get cold." Mo Sangyu let him warm her hands, but didn't stop herself from contradicting him.

Feng Xingyu gathered his qi and simply kissed her, silencing her.

For the past two weeks, Mo Sangyu has been in pain every day. He doesn't even dare to touch her, let alone kiss her.

In the end, he didn't dare to go too far, and only kissed her gently for a while before reluctantly pulling away.

Seeing his cautious demeanor, Mo Sangyu mercilessly mocked him: "Feng Xingyu, you've finally met your match."

"..."

Feng Xingyu didn't argue with her, but silently saved up the money for her in his heart, planning to get it back with interest after the child was born.

He opened the food box and took out the still steaming mandarin fish. With his slender, fair fingers holding silver chopsticks, he patiently and meticulously picked out each fish bone before placing a large piece of snow-white, tender fish meat into her bowl.

"Big brother heard you wanted to eat mandarin fish, so he personally went and bought the biggest and freshest one. Come and try it."

Mo Sangyu tentatively picked up a small piece and fed it to her. The fish was fresh, tender, and smooth, and it did not cause her any nausea or vomiting. Only then did she feel relieved and began to eat it in big mouthfuls.

"Did you tell him I was pregnant?"

"He didn't say."

Feng Xingyu continued what he was doing and said calmly, "If I told him, he would have come with me anyway. You're feeling unwell right now, so it's better not to tell him."

Upon hearing this, Mo Sangyu smiled.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he didn't want his brother to worry, but actually, he didn't want her to have to spend time comforting others when she was feeling down.

She rarely had a good appetite, and she ate the whole fish clean in one go.

Seeing that she was finally able to eat something, Feng Xingyu's tense expression eased a bit, and he felt much more relaxed.

"The imperial kitchen still has some. If you want some, I can have them make it again."

"Um."

After finishing her meal, Mo Sangyu stood up and prepared to go out for a walk to digest her food.

However, I had only gotten up and taken a few steps when I suddenly felt a churning in my stomach.

Her expression changed drastically. She covered her mouth and rushed to the side, vomiting up all the fish she had just eaten.

Feng Xingyu's face turned pale.

Later, I never dared to let her eat so much at once again.

After that, Mo Sangyu withered for a few more days.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

After Feng Mian's full moon, he braved the wind and snow to visit her in the palace. He told her about his experiences during pregnancy, what to eat and how much to eat when he felt unwell, so that he could feel better.

Seeing his young mistress suffering like this, Feng Mian felt heartbroken.

She stayed in the palace for one night and returned home the next day.

After all, she's a mother now; she's been away for too long and can't let go of her child.

Yan Qing held a full moon celebration for the baby.

The child was named Yan Zhiyu.

May we know that the year is peaceful and that we bestow upon the world a gentle and compassionate heart.

The full moon celebration was simple, without any extravagance or elaborate ceremonies. They simply invited their brothers who had fought alongside them to gather together, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere that softened the harshness of the winter wind and snow.

In the past few days, Mo Sangyu took advantage of her good spirits to inlay the Heart of the Secret Realm into various pieces of jewelry, thinking that she could give them all away at Yan Zhiyu's full moon banquet.

Yan Zhiyu, as the first child born in their generation, is undoubtedly the most beloved little one.

They took turns crowding around to tease him, vying to be his godparents, wanting to give the little guy the best of everything.

After the full moon celebration, Yan Zhiyu received so much gold, silver and jewelry, and rare gifts that the room was filled to the brim, making his family wealth surpass that of his parents.

Born into wealth and privilege.

All the old acquaintances were gathered at this banquet.

Gu Jinzhi and Wen Zhixia, along with Luo Ming, Yuan Zhao, Han Xiao, Lu Jin, Ya Zi, and Yue Ying, were all present.

Ya Zi's injuries have healed, and Mo Sangwan came with him.

During his recovery period, Mo Sangwan left the palace almost every day, but since she was still an unmarried girl, she would return to the palace to stay every night.

Yueying arrived as promised, but she seemed somewhat distracted throughout the night.

She used to never refuse a drink, had a very high alcohol tolerance, and was very easygoing.

But tonight, no matter who tried to persuade her to drink, she gently shook her head, saying that she wasn't feeling well and didn't drink a drop.

Everyone assumed that she was still recovering from her injury and didn't think anything of it.

Halfway through the lively banquet, a notice suddenly came from outside.

Princess Jiang Shiyu of Cangwu Kingdom, accompanied by her two children, A'da and A'yi, personally came to offer their congratulations.

She presented a generous gift, her gaze sweeping over everyone and landing unabashedly on Luo Ming, a meaningful smile playing on her lips: "Dr. Luo, see you tomorrow."

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Luo Ming's ears turned slightly red, but he still stood up and said gently to Jiang Shiyu, "Okay."

A-Da and A-Yi greeted Yuan Zhaohan and Xiao in a natural and generous manner. The atmosphere among them was strange yet harmonious.

Yan Qing warmly invited them to sit down and have a couple of drinks, but Jiang Shiyu was sensible and knew that this was a gathering of their own people. After giving her gift, she decided not to bother them any longer and took her leave.

During this time, Mo Sangyu observed everyone's reactions, and almost nothing could escape her eyes as to what everyone was thinking.

As the banquet was drawing to a close, she clapped her hands, signaling Qingwu to bring up the prepared brocade box.

Everyone received a set of necklaces, hairpins, bracelets, and jade pendants—a dazzling array of items.

She had already personally placed the only ring on Feng Xingyu's hand.

Later, she drew a design for a thumb ring and made two of them.

The thumb ring was given to Gu Jinzhi.

The jade pendant was given to Yan Qing, Lu Jin, Yuan Zhao, and Han Xiao.

The hairpin was given to Luo Ming and Ya Zi.

The bracelet was given to Feng Mian and Wen Zhixia, while the necklace was given to Yueying and Mo Sangwan.

Finally, there was one thumb ring left.

While everyone's attention was on the gifts, Mo Sangyu secretly slipped the ring into Yueying's hand and whispered, "Give this to Feng Tingye for me."

"..."

Yueying was stunned on the spot, her fingers trembling slightly as she gripped the ring.

Her Majesty...she knows everything?

"The gifts that Ayu gave to everyone were a greeting gift from her mother-in-law. From now on, you must carry them with you at all times."

After everyone had received their gifts, Feng Xingyu slowly spoke, his tone full of pride and smugness.

"The Secret Realm Heart embedded on it can save your life in a critical moment."

The room fell silent the moment those words were spoken.

The smiles on everyone's faces faltered slightly, then were replaced by overwhelming gratitude and emotion.

For a moment, no one spoke, but everyone's eyes were filled with emotion.

Along the way, they fought side by side and went through countless dangers.

The Empress always remembered each and every one of them, and always considered everyone's needs in everything she did. This affection was so profound.

Wen Zhixia clutched the bracelet tightly, feeling warm and touched, a gentle warmth welling up in her eyes.

Feng Mian's eyes reddened. She knew her young mistress best. She was always tough on the outside but soft on the inside. She seemed aloof and indifferent, but she always cared about the safety of everyone around her.

Everyone's heart was warmed by this precious gift.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Gu Jinzhi started by saying thank you, and the others followed suit.

It sounded like just a casual "thank you," but Mo Sangyu could tell that the weight of that thank you was extremely heavy.

"Alright, it's getting late, everyone can go home now."

Feng Xingyu pulled Mo Sangyu to her feet and was the first to leave.

As she passed by Yueying, who was holding the thumb ring in her hand, her eyes met Mo Sangyu's. Yueying's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her head.

The Empress truly knows everything!

He knew about her and Feng Tingye's relationship and their unspoken concerns, but never pointed them out.

Instead, they silently protect and support them in the gentlest way.

Moon Shadow suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps they're overcomplicating things.

After returning to the palace.

Mo Sangyu lay lazily on the soft couch, and Bai Tuanzi hopped over and nestled in her arms as usual.

After spending so many days together, Bai Tuanzi was no longer afraid of her. As long as she was in the palace, he would stay with her almost all the time.

During this time, she began to have strange dreams on and off.

However, I can't remember very clearly each time I wake up.

But she knew that none of these dreams were good dreams.

Moreover... all the dreams she had must be related to this white dumpling.

As she slept that night, Mo Sangyu drifted into a dream again.

She had a very bizarre dream; in her dream, she actually...