His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

If that's the case, then the person in her dream must be Feng Xingyu.

Mo Sangyu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly settled down.

As for the Heavenly Dao and Heavenly Tribulations, she didn't care about them at all.

Whether it's true or not, let's not talk about it for now. Even if it is, we'll deal with whatever comes our way. We're not afraid.

"Let's go back first."

Feng Xingyu stood up, pulling Mo Sangyu along as they prepared to leave. Behind them, Ye Shuchen hurriedly asked, "What about me? Can I leave now?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Xingyu did not stop walking, but casually turned his head and said, "Do as you please."

A flash of joy crossed Ye Shuchen's eyes. He sprang up from the ground as if granted a pardon and was about to rush out.

However, just as he was about to step out of the threshold, Mo Sangyu suddenly turned around, her slender fingers flicking lightly, and a faint blue halo disappeared into his brow like a shooting star.

Ye Shuchen froze abruptly, clutching his forehead in shock and anger: "What did you do to me?!"

Mo Sangyu clapped her hands, a faint yet dangerous smile playing on her lips: "Don't worry, as long as you don't do anything evil in the future, this thing will just be decoration and won't affect you at all. On the contrary..."

She narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a cool tone, "You'll die a horrible death."

Ye Shuchen's expression changed drastically. He was about to retort defiantly, "What right do you, a great demon, have to lecture me?" But out of the corner of his eye, he caught Feng Xingyu's cold red eyes sweeping over him, and he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

I must have had the worst luck in the world to run into these two freaks again!

"I see."

Ye Shuchen gritted his teeth and replied, then dared not linger any longer, disappearing without a trace as if his feet were greased.

When the couple returned to their bedroom, Qingwu and Yuhe brought them breakfast.

The two sat facing each other, the table laden with exquisite dishes steaming hot. For a moment, neither spoke, and the atmosphere became slightly tense.

Feng Xingyu lowered his eyes, silently served her food, put the peeled shrimp into her bowl, and said gently, "Don't think too much, eat first."

Mo Sangyu looked up at him, her face showing no worry, but rather a sense of relief.

When she had those dreams, she vaguely sensed that they might not actually be dreams, but rather memories of her stored by the dream beast.

In other words, those dreams were all things that actually happened to her, and the man in her dreams...

It is Feng Xingyu.

He's a god?!

Or a god who transcends the Three Realms.

And she was actually a demon; they were mortal enemies, one righteous and one evil.

But none of that matters. What matters is that their origins are so deep, and they have been intertwined for a long time.

He was right about one thing.

Regardless of past causes and effects, what does it have to do with them now?

"Ayu?"

In contrast, Feng Xingyu was clearly not as calm as Mo Sangyu.

What he was worried about wasn't the so-called heavenly tribulation, whose authenticity was unknown, but whether Mo Sangyu's heart would waver because of Ye Shuchen's words.

What sworn enemy, what mortal foe, what born to be incompatible... Could these words make A-Yu have some inappropriate thoughts?

"Feng Xingyu."

Mo Sangyu saw through his thoughts at a glance and couldn't help but smile wryly: "What, you don't trust me that much?"

"..."

Feng Xingyu's thin lips curled into a self-deprecating smile.

He didn't want it to be like this either.

But he has to admit that he does... have an uncontrollable tendency to have wild, unfounded suspicions.

Mo Sangyu sighed softly, then suddenly asked, "Do you want to know what I dreamed about last night?"

Feng Xingyu lowered his eyes and stared at her, her image reflected in his dark red pupils. After a long while, he nodded almost imperceptibly.

Mo Sangyu's eyes sparkled as she began to slowly recount her story.

"That man in my dream was really annoying."

"I can't beat him, and he's always bothering me and going against me. He even says he's afraid I'll make a big mistake and that going against me is for my own good... He acts all high and mighty, cold and aloof, which makes me furious."

Feng Xingyu's eyes darkened, his aura turning slightly cold as he said coolly, "Then he deserves to die. I'll kill him for you."

Mo Sangyu looked at him with amusement: "But he is you."

Feng Xingyu remained unfazed and said decisively, "They deserve to die too."

Mo Sangyu suppressed a laugh: "But I couldn't kill him, nor could I get rid of him. Do you know how I dealt with him later?"

Feng Xingyu remained calm, seemingly not caring much about the matter, but his hand, hanging under the table, unconsciously clenched.

After a moment, he asked casually, "How was it resolved?"

Mo Sangyu leaned closer with a mischievous grin, her warm breath brushing against his face.

She quickly kissed him on the lips and said, "Disgusting."

Feng Xingyu was stunned, a hint of astonishment flashing in his eyes: "This... what's so disgusting about this?"

As soon as he said it, he suddenly realized what Mo Sangyu had done in her dream last night.

Although that person might be himself, the thought of how she had "dealt with" another version of himself in that way made him feel inexplicably annoyed.

Mo Sangyu said, "He's aloof, while I'm a great demon. Anyway, that's what I did in the dream. I was forced into this situation by him and had no other choice."

Feng Xingyu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "And then what happened?"

"later……"

Mo Sangyu sighed, "I was startled awake."

Actually, she's quite curious now: what will happen to their relationship after that incident?

That man... Feng Xingyu in that life, he probably didn't like her, right?

Otherwise, why would they keep helping the Heavenly Realm to oppose her?

Mo Sangyu firmly believed that even if he were the Demon King, he would not target anyone without reason.

She is at odds with the Heavenly Realm; it must be the Heavenly Realm's fault!

Since Feng Xingyu is helping the Heavenly Realm, it's absolutely impossible for him to like her.

Of course, the situation is not very clear at the moment, and perhaps something will happen later?

"Why were you startled awake?" Feng Xingyu asked.

Mo Sangyu: "Are you stupid? If you dreamed of being with a strange woman and doing something to betray me, wouldn't you find it terrifying?"

"..."

Feng Xingyu seemed to empathize for a moment, and his face immediately turned pale.

Ayu once said that she only likes things that are clean.

"It's truly terrifying."

He pulled Mo Sangyu into his arms and held her tightly: "Ayu, I won't do anything to betray you. Also, whatever that man does has nothing to do with me. You're not allowed to hold a grudge against me."

"…I know."

Mo Sangyu gently pushed him away, reaching out to smooth the wrinkles between his brows: "Don't overthink it. Those are all things of the past. I only care about the present. As for what Ye Shuchen said, do you really believe it's all true?"

"You suspect he's lying?"

"Important information. I believe he wouldn't dare lie. However, I can sense the demonic energy on him. He claims to be a demon, which is clearly a lie. He is definitely not a demon, but a monster."

"Then I'll bring him back now..."

"No rush."

Mo Sangyu spoke calmly, "I've placed a tracking talisman on him. Let him run; he can't escape our grasp anyway."

Her gaze fell on the white dumpling chewing on leaves, and her tone became slightly indifferent: "If I'm not mistaken, this little guy should have signed a contract with my past life and possesses all my memories from that life."

"As long as it's with me, I feel it's only a matter of time before I regain those memories."

Feng Xingyu pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Once Ayu regains her memory, she will naturally know whether Ye Shuchen's words were true or false.

If it's just some trivial lie, I won't bother arguing with him. But if he's hiding something serious, I can bring him back to settle the score later.

As for the Heavenly Tribulation, Feng Xingyu didn't mention it, and Mo Sangyu didn't take it to heart at all.

They've been reincarnated countless times. Feng Xingyu is no longer the revered god she once was, nor is she the former Demon Lord. They don't believe that damned Heavenly Dao can still cause them trouble.

However, even though that's what he thought, Feng Xingyu couldn't just do nothing.

Over the next month or so, Mo Sangyu's physical condition continued to be somewhat unpleasant; her appetite fluctuated, and her mental state was inconsistent.

I forget most of my dreams when I wake up; they're fragmented and disorganized.

Fortunately, the most difficult first trimester of pregnancy is finally over.

The nausea that had been lingering all day gradually subsided, and I no longer felt nauseous or vomited easily after eating. I felt much more relaxed.

However, Feng Xingyu seems to have become even busier over the past month.

Besides attending court to review memorials and discuss important matters with court officials, he also frequently left the palace, and his whereabouts were unpredictable.

Even Mo Sangyu's soul contract often couldn't sense his exact location, nor did it know what he was doing; he was acting mysteriously.

However, he usually leaves when Mo Sangyu is asleep, and returns almost immediately when she wakes up.

At first, Mo Sangyu didn't notice anything unusual about him. However, when she woke up several times, he wasn't there, and his presence wasn't in the palace. She couldn't even sense him. That's when she realized that this man was hiding something from her.

Mo Sangyu wasn't in a hurry to ask. After observing for a few days, she wanted to see when he would take the initiative to confess.

As a result, before Feng Xingyu could give a proper explanation, a shocking turn of events occurred.

Before we knew it, another year had come to an end.

This is her third year here, and the vast palace is already filled with the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

The palace servants were so busy that their feet barely touched the ground, sweeping and cleaning the courtyard and preparing for the New Year.

Since Mo Sangyu was bored, she followed Granny Yu to personally prepare some rewards and New Year's gifts for everyone in the harem.

With the court also taking a break, Feng Xingyu finally had more time to spend in the palace.

Even so, he still seemed to be entangled in various trivial matters, and the time he could spend with her each day became less and less.

Aside from consistently sharing three meals a day with her, he was often not in the palace, or even on the mainland of Kyushu.

Several times, when Mo Sangyu woke up in the middle of the night, he was nowhere to be seen.

With New Year's Eve fast approaching, Mo Sangyu thought that she would ask him what he had been up to lately after the New Year.

On New Year's Eve, the palace did not hold a grand banquet as in previous years to invite all the civil and military officials and their families to the palace for a celebration.

He simply invited Gu Jinzhi and a group of his close friends to a gathering, while the other officials and their residences all sent people to deliver sumptuous imperial dishes as a reward.

The New Year's banquet was warm and harmonious, with a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere.

After dinner, as usual, Mo Sangyu brought out a large quantity of fireworks that he had prepared in advance.

As night deepened, dazzling fireworks soared into the sky, exploding with a thunderous roar against the dark night, their shimmering light filling the entire heavens, a sight so beautiful it was impossible to look away.

The group stood together, gazing at the magnificent view, their faces beaming with joy.

Just then, a sudden change occurred.

The night sky, which had been peaceful just moments before, suddenly darkened, with rolling black clouds seemingly piled up out of thin air, filling the entire sky with a heavy, oppressive darkness.

A sudden gust of cold wind howled, swirling and rustling as fine, icy snowflakes fell.

Snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, landing on people's shoulders with a cool sensation.

It was the dead of winter, and there should have been only snow and wind everywhere, but no one expected that several pale and blinding bolts of thunder would suddenly burst out from the depths of the dark clouds.

The lightning, like a silver snake, tore through the heavy night, slicing through the swirling snow, and cleaved straight down between heaven and earth with terrifying force.

A deafening roar followed, followed by a series of muffled, deafening thunderclaps that made people's eardrums buzz.

Amidst the swirling snow and deafening thunder, the cold snow and thunder mingled together.

Such a bizarre sight is extremely rare in ancient times.

The smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly, and they all looked up at the sky, a strange sense of fear and unease rising in their hearts.

Such a strange phenomenon occurred on what should have been a peaceful New Year's Eve, making everyone feel uneasy.

The main reason is that I was reminded of last year, also on New Year's Eve, when the city of clouds invaded. Is something strange going to happen again this year?

Mo Sangyu's relaxed expression faded, and she subconsciously raised her hand to protect her lower abdomen, her brows furrowing slightly.

They actually came?

Is it against her and Feng Xingyu, or against their child?

"Ayu."

Feng Xingyu, standing beside him, had a cold expression as he held Mo Sangyu protectively in his arms, his dark red eyes surging with a deep-seated ferocity: "With me here, there's nothing to be afraid of."

"Hmm." Mo Sangyu nodded without saying anything.

Snowflakes fell incessantly, and thunder and lightning raged wildly in the clouds, casting an eerie atmosphere over the entire palace.

Gu Jinzhi and the others looked solemn, suppressing their playful mood and not daring to breathe loudly.

Everyone could see that this sudden and strange celestial phenomenon was by no means a good omen.

After observing for a moment, Mo Sangyu said softly, "Tell everyone to disperse. Let's go back to Zhaohua Palace."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xingyu turned to look at Gu Jinzhi and said in a deep voice, "Jinzhi, don't worry, it's alright. You all go back first. Come to the palace tomorrow, I have something to discuss with you."

"His Majesty……"

Gu Jinzhi hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "We take our leave."

The crowd dispersed.

The people from each palace returned to their rooms.

The lightning ultimately did not strike.

Those who didn't know the reason simply took it as an unusual phenomenon, but Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu knew very well that it was a test and a warning.

Ye Shuchen's words came true.

They had been together for so long without any problems, but when she was only three months pregnant, the heavens discovered it.

I fear that this heavenly tribulation will only strike when there is an opportunity that can kill in one blow.

Ninefold cataclysmic tribulation...

I wonder if Feng Xingyu's rebirth technique can withstand it?!

The couple returned to Zhaohua Palace, and it was quite some time before things finally returned to normal outside.

"Feng Xingyu, what have you been busy with lately?"