His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

If anyone else had said that, they would have been thrown out the door by now.

"Mo Sangyu, who do you think you are?"

After a moment of silence, Feng Xingyu said coldly, "Why should I show you? I advise you not to provoke me now and to get out immediately, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

Mo Sangyu suddenly moved closer to him, waiting for him to continue.

"otherwise……"

Feng Xingyu's breathing quickened slightly, and a flash of annoyance crossed his face.

He grabbed Mo Sangyu by the neck, pulling her closer to him, but without using force: "You really think I wouldn't dare do anything to you?"

Mo Sangyu did not answer, her expression remaining ambiguous.

"I'm here to help you solve your problem."

"Solve the problem?"

Feng Xingyu gave a barely perceptible self-deprecating smile.

He turned his head, his gaze falling on the table.

Mo Sangyu followed his gaze and saw the bowl of medicine.

She walked over first, picked up the bowl of medicine, and smashed it.

With a "snap".

This startled Luo Ming and Yan Qing, who were outside the door.

The two stood guard outside the door, neither daring to go in nor to leave.

What's going on?

Will they fight?

How come I can't hear clearly even though there's only one door between us?

"Mo Sangyu!"

When Feng Xingyu saw her smash her medicine, he was instantly enraged: "What do you think you're doing?"

"You can't drink that medicine anymore. I want to tell you that this isn't an abnormality in your internal energy; you're just struggling against your own strength."

"What do you know?"

Although he refuted, his voice was noticeably weaker.

This shows that he himself was actually very clear about it.

"Feng Xingyu, believe me, let me see your eyes."

Mo Sangyu continued to persuade her, coaxing her gently: "I want to see it, please grant my wish."

Feng Xingyu: "..."

After she finished speaking, she moved closer to him again.

Feng Xingyu seemed to waver for a moment, but when Mo Sangyu reached out, he subconsciously pulled back, saying, "Don't... don't come any closer."

Nobody likes his eyes.

Can not watch.

"Don't be afraid."

Mo Sangyu moved closer to him, her voice softening: "Just one look."

She moved closer, and Feng Xingyu leaned back a little.

He lay down on his back until he was completely flat on the ground.

Mo Sangyu simply climbed onto him and reached out again to the white silk covering his eyes.

"It's you who will be afraid."

Feng Xingyu suddenly spoke, his voice becoming calm: "You'll regret this... Don't look."

"Won't."

Mo Sangyu said softly, "Trust me."

The image of Feng Xingyu was frozen in place by a spell, and he dared not move.

Mo Sangyu slowly, very slowly, reached out and grabbed the white silk ribbon, pulling it off in one swift motion.

In an instant.

A pair of dark red eyes suddenly caught her eye.

It was a color that was almost destructive.

Profound, alluring.

Like amber that has been settled over countless ages, it is bewitchingly beautiful, so beautiful that it dazzles the eye.

Mo Sangyu was stunned.

Feng Xingyu stared at her, who was so close to him, his eyes filled with a desperate indifference, waiting for the expected fear, disgust, and finally, escape.

Of course.

Nothing happened as he had been waiting for.

On the contrary, I saw amazement in Mo Sangyu's eyes.

she……

How could she...?

Feng Xingyu's face showed disbelief.

It's one thing if she's not scared, but why is she...?

Mo Sangyu's gaze fell on Feng Xingyu's entire face. Looking at him like this, his features became even more exquisite, making him extremely handsome.

Her long, black, satin-like hair was casually held in place by a white jade hairpin on top of her head.

His shirt was wide open, revealing his collarbone and a large expanse of pectoral muscle, which, combined with the vulnerability that hadn't yet been fully concealed in his eyes, was simply...

Vibrant colors and alluring scents can tempt one to commit crimes.

"you……"

"Feng Xingyu, your eyes are so beautiful."

Seeing that she was staring straight at him, Feng Xingyu was about to speak when Mo Sangyu spoke first.

She praised him generously: "I love your eyes."

"..."

Feng Xingyu was shocked once again.

She actually said that a pair of red eyes, which were rejected by the world and called an ominous monster, were beautiful?

The amazement in her eyes told him that she wasn't lying.

Why?

Why is she different from others?

Mo Sangyu leaned closer to him and, in his suddenly wide-eyed gaze, slowly kissed him.

I kissed the corner of his eye.

She felt his eyelashes tremble slightly.

After a long while, she finally stepped back.

I got off him and helped him up too.

"Feng Xingyu, from now on, don't suppress your true energy anymore, and don't hide your eyes. No matter how others see it, it is a part of your body. You have to learn to make peace with it."

"reconciliation?"

This was the first time Feng Xingyu had ever heard of "reconciliation" being used in this way.

But it seems quite fitting.

"Yes, reconciliation."

Mo Sangyu looked at him earnestly and said, "Your eyes are a special gift from heaven; others would love to have them but don't."

"Yeah?"

Feng Xingyu curled his lips mockingly: "Special treatment is the original sin."

"They just don't know how to appreciate. As long as you're strong enough, you don't need to care about anyone's opinions or views. Whether they fear you or hate you, who can do anything about it?"

"..."

Feng Xingyu was stunned by her words.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the corner of his eye.

That spot, she had just kissed.

Mo Sangyu glanced at him. She had said everything she needed to say. Whether he could overcome the shadows of his childhood was now entirely up to him.

She walked to the desk and raised her palm.

A faint light flowed between his fingers, and a deep blue spiritual energy gathered in his palm.

Heaven and earth create things.

After the light faded, she found a silicone double-panel box in her palm.

Open the box.

Inside was a thin, invisible film of water with a dark luster.

"If you can't face other people with these eyes yet, you can try this. Wearing it will cover your original eye color, and you won't need to use drugs to suppress your true energy anymore, as that would damage your body too much."

After saying that, she took the silicone case, turned around and walked back to Feng Xingyu's side, asking, "Shall I help you put it on and see?"

Feng Xingyu kept his eyes on her, unable to look away.

Hearing her words, he then turned his gaze to the small box in her hand.

"What is this?"

"These are called colored contact lenses."

"Colored contact lenses?"

Feng Xingyu's subconscious reaction was to refuse.

This name sounds like it's for women.

"This will cover your red eyes and turn them back to normal black. Do you want to use it?"

As she spoke, Mo Sangyu made a gesture as if to take the box away: "If you don't need it, I'll put it away."

Feng Xingyu: "...use it."

He threw away all his medicine; if he doesn't use it, how will he go out?

"OK."

Mo Sangyu smiled and turned around, pressing him down into a chair: "Don't move, I'll help you put it on."

Feng Xingyu obediently tilted his head back and cooperated with her movements, successfully putting on the two colored contact lenses.

After putting it on, he immediately walked to the dusty bronze mirror next to him and looked at himself.

Having been shocked countless times, this time, seeing his reflection in the image, with truly black pupils, he actually... became much calmer.

However, the joyful smile on his lips was impossible to suppress.

"And this too, take it."

Mo Sangyu slowly followed him and tossed him a bottle of specially made eye drops.

"These are my own specially formulated eye drops. I put two drops in my eyes every few days so that I can wear my colored contact lenses all the time without having to take them out all the time."

"Um."

Feng Xingyu took the eye drops, looked up at her, and asked, "Why are you helping me so much?"

Another question?

"I find you pleasing to the eye," Mo Sangyu replied casually.

Actually, she always does things as she pleases, without really having many reasons.

As for why he helped Feng Xingyu...

I guess it's because I find him pleasing to the eye.

Especially after seeing his eyes, they were absolutely stunning.

She still has such a great figure.

Unfortunately, she doesn't remember anything about that night.

If he doesn't require her to take responsibility... she'd like to give it another try.

"Alright, let's get down to business."

Mo Sangyu walked to the door and opened it.

Luo Ming and Yan Qing rushed in.

Those two were eavesdropping at the door, but she used her spiritual power to create a wall, so they couldn't hear anything.

"Your Highness, how is he?"

Luo Ming asked nervously.

Yan Qing also looked worried.

"I'm fine."

Feng Xingyu strode over, his expression returning to normal: "Luo Ming, you don't need to brew that medicine for me anymore."

"Oh, you won't need it anymore?"

Luo Ming looked at Feng Xingyu in surprise.

I noticed that his eyes were black and his breathing was steady.

The broken bowl and medicine on the ground told him that His Highness had not taken the medicine.

What did the princess do?

It seems that the princess's medical skills are far superior to his.

He had been researching this for so many years but still couldn't completely solve the problem for His Highness, while the Princess Consort solved it in an instant!

Yan Qing was also very happy, looking at Mo Sangyu with admiration.

From then on, he never questioned the princess again, nor did he speak ill of her behind her back!

"By the way, how are the injuries of the people I brought back last night?"

"Your Highness, rest assured, that person has a strong will to live, and should wake up soon."

"Okay, sure."

Mo Sangyu nodded and said, "Then let Fengmian take care of him for the next few days. Once his injuries are completely healed, he can come to see me."

"No!"

Yan Qing, who had just silently decided in his heart that he would never question the Crown Princess again, was shocked when he heard Mo Sangyu say that Feng Mian should take care of that man of unknown origin who was also dirty.

In a fit of anger...

I got angry for a moment.

"Your Highness, Feng Mian is here to serve you. How can we let her serve someone else? Don't worry, I will arrange for someone else to take care of him. I guarantee he will be taken good care of."

Mo Sangyu gave him a strange look.

"Alright, then you can make the arrangements."

"Okay."

Upon hearing Mo Sangyu's agreement, Yan Qing was overjoyed and immediately went to make arrangements.

"What's wrong with him?"

"have no idea."

Luo Ming shook his head: "I also think he's strange. I don't know if Feng Mian offended him, but I always feel like he has some kind of problem with Feng Mian."

"He dares."

Mo Sangyu, protective of his own, said coldly, "If he dares to object, break his legs."

Luo Ming suddenly felt a pain in his leg.

"Your Highness!"

Just then, a figure rushed in through the main gate: "Look what I brought back!"