His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Feng Mian came running over with small, quick steps, and said angrily, "Miss, the convoy carrying military supplies has arrived. There is also an eunuch accompanying them, who has come to deliver an imperial decree, ordering His Highness to set off immediately for that place called Black Swamp Mud, without delay."

Mo Sangyu nodded: "Has the person left?"

"Not yet, he looks so arrogant, I really want to punch him."

Feng Mian waved her little fist, making Mo Sangyu laugh.

"Are you sure you want to punch me?"

"…Um."

"Okay, I'll give you this chance."

Mo Sangyu beckoned and whispered a few words in Feng Mian's ear.

Feng Mian's eyes widened, and finally he nodded vigorously before turning and running away.

Outside the courtyard.

The eunuch delivering the imperial decree glanced at the dilapidated prince's residence and gave a disdainful snort.

"Seventh Prince, you don't look seriously injured. His Majesty orders you to set off immediately. Don't delay any longer, otherwise, you'll anger His Majesty, and even as a prince, you can't afford the consequences!"

"What my father-in-law says is true."

After receiving the imperial decree, Feng Xingyu remained calm and composed, showing no emotional fluctuation in response to the eunuch's words.

The eunuch looked on with disdain and disgust, covered his lips with a handkerchief, snorted coldly again, and then turned and left with his men.

As they reached the gate, they vaguely heard him say, "What prince? Bah! Just an ominous demon! This time, I'll make sure he never returns!"

Feng Xingyu heard it, but acted as if he hadn't heard it at all.

He ordered an inventory of military pay and provisions.

The number of items found was basically consistent with what the imperial edict stated; although not of the highest quality, there was no obvious deduction.

This was to urge him to set off while avoiding giving others cause for criticism.

Oh.

A self-deprecating chuckle escaped Feng Xingyu's lips. As he turned, a deep hatred flashed in his eyes, sending chills down one's spine.

"Your Highness, this military pay..." The general in charge of counting looked at Feng Xingyu.

"Deposit the money into the treasury as usual, and record it separately from the silver notes distributed today."

He gave the order in a deep voice.

"The entire army has had a good meal tonight, so let them rest early."

"yes!"

……

The convoy transporting military funds, along with the eunuchs' carriages, slowly departed and entered a relatively secluded forest road.

The eunuch sat in the carriage, his fingers delicately curled, slowly sipping a cup of hot tea, while muttering to the accompanying eunuch.

"This wretched place is truly unlucky. That demon is quite sensible; he'll definitely be on his way tomorrow. At least our job is finally over..."

Before he could finish speaking, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Ouch."

The eunuch spilled tea all over him, scalding him so much that he screamed, "What happened?"

Several muffled thuds and short exclamations came from outside the car, then everything fell silent.

The eunuch's heart skipped a beat. Just as he lifted the carriage curtain, a rough burlap sack was dumped over his head.

Suddenly, everything went dark.

"Who?! How dare you! We're from the palace! Ah..."

The sticks rained down, specifically targeting the thickest parts of the flesh.

They were also throwing punches and kicks with great force.

"Ouch, it hurts so much! Spare me, sir, spare me!"

The eunuch was beaten until he curled up in a ball inside the sack, tears streaming down his face.

At first, he dared to reveal his identity, but later all he could do was howl like a pig being slaughtered and beg for mercy.

After an unknown amount of time, the beating finally stopped.

The sack was roughly ripped open, and the eunuch, his face bruised and swollen, his official hat askew, his clothes covered in dust and blood, trembled as he looked at the person standing in front of him.

Against the sparse light in the forest, he could only see a woman with a graceful figure, dressed in neat black clothes.

The woman's face was covered by a veil, so her features could not be seen, only a pair of cold, icy eyes. Next to her stood a maid, also with her face covered, holding a stick thicker than her arm.

Just now, it must have been this stick that hit him.

hateful!

It hurts so much!

"You, you all...do you even know who our family is...?"

The eunuch's voice was tinged with anger, and he was even thinking of retaliating.

"Know."

Mo Sangyu said calmly, "I'm beating up a castrated dog like you."

"you!"

The eunuch, both shocked and furious, pointed a trembling finger at Mo Sangyu: "You barbaric woman..."

"Keep fighting."

Mo Sangyu gave the order.

Feng Mian raised his thick, long stick and swung it fiercely at the eunuch once again.

In the end, he beat him until he was barely breathing, leaving Feng Mian panting heavily.

Mo Sangyu looked at her and asked, "Was that fun?"

Feng Mian, panting heavily, said, "It was exhilarating, but it's too tiring, Miss."

"You're lacking in training. Next time I encounter someone like that, I'll bring you along again."

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say, Miss."

The conversation between the two ended.

Mo Sangyu looked at the eunuch who was still breathing, stepped forward, and stomped on his face: "You eunuch, go back and tell your master that if His Highness is really killed by him this time, tell him to watch out for his dog head...crack...twist it and kick it like a ball."

"..."

The eunuch wasn't beaten to death, but he was almost scared to death by Mo Sangyu's words.

She dared to say such treasonous words, but he dared not spread them.

Mo Sangyu kicked him one last time before taking Feng Mian back.

After nightfall.

Gu Jinzhi finally returned, travel-worn and weary.

This time, in order to help Mo Sangyu obtain a detailed map of Youdu City, he used all his connections over the years to finally get his hands on it.

They all went to the study.

Gu Jinzhi personally handed a meticulously drawn sheepskin map to Mo Sangyu.

"Your Highness, this is the latest detailed map of Youdu City. The main streets, government offices, military camps, markets, and even some alleys and waterways are marked. In addition, the locations and contact information of several of our undercover agents are also marked with coded messages."

"Your people?"

Mo Sangyu was somewhat surprised to hear this.

"Isn't it said that Youdu City is impregnable, and no one can sneak in?"

"Yes, it is indeed difficult to plant spies in Youdu City. Our people have been in the city for many years without us ever using them, which is why they have been able to establish themselves so firmly. This time, if it weren't for the fact that the Crown Princess had taken a liking to that place, we wouldn't have used our connections there so easily."

"I see."

Hearing Gu Jinzhi's words, Mo Sangyu slowly nodded: "Don't worry, I won't let them be exposed."

She opened the parchment, glanced at it briefly, and immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Why is there no sign for the City Lord's Mansion?"

"No one can get close to the city lord's mansion, so it's really impossible to get anything. After the princess enters the city, we can only act according to circumstances."

So mysterious?

Mo Sangyu became increasingly curious about this place.

She enjoys challenges.

"Your Highness, Princess Consort, there are still people watching outside the manor. Should we go and deal with them?"

Yan Qing came in from outside, very angry.

Ignore it.

Before Feng Xingyu could speak, Mo Sangyu said, "It's better to have them keep an eye on things."

Only by keeping a close eye on it can you actually see "Feng Xingyu" leave the house.

"It's getting late, everyone should go home and rest early. Tomorrow, we can begin our covert operation."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded and quietly went back to their rooms to rest.

After everyone left, leaving only Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu in the study, Feng Xingyu suddenly stood up and walked towards her.

Mo Sangyu looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

He hesitated for a moment, then said calmly, "Youdu City, I'll go with you, otherwise you're not allowed to go."

His tone was calm, but his manner was more assertive than ever before.

It cannot be refused.

Mo Sangyu looked at him for a moment and asked, "Are you worried about me, or are you worried that I'll implicate you?"

This question startled Feng Xingyu slightly.

He gave a barely perceptible smile: "Isn't it obvious?"

"Um?"

"Of course, I'm afraid you'll drag me down with you."

Feng Xingyu said with a serious expression, "Youdu City is not like other places. There are many experts inside, as well as mysterious ancient powers. If I don't follow you, you will be injured by two points, and the remaining eight points could very well take my life."

"..."

It makes sense.

Mo Sangyu was unable to refute it.

She believes in herself, but others don't, and she can't force them to believe.

After all, it's their own life, so of course they should keep it in their own hands.

Can understand.

"It's not impossible for you to come with me, but I have one condition. If you agree, I'll agree; otherwise... we'll have to rely on our own abilities."

Feng Xingyu asked calmly, "What are the conditions?"

"First, you must listen to me; second, we must enter the city as master and servant."

Mo Sangyu emphasized, "I am the master, you are the slave."

"...Why can't they be husband and wife?"

"Because only servants will unconditionally obey their masters, while husbands will not."

Feng Xingyu: "..."

"You won't agree?" Mo Sangyu pressed.

He remained silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "As you wish."

"Then it's decided."

Mo Sangyu returned to her room in a cheerful mood.

A good night's sleep.

The next day.

Early in the morning, everyone arrived at the study, waiting for Mo Sangyu to come over.

today.

Feng Xingyu must set off for the Black Swamp.

Everyone felt extremely heavy-hearted.

Does Your Highness still have to take this risk?

If His Highness goes on another trip like last time, what would be the point of their third option?

"What's wrong? You look so miserable first thing in the morning."

When Mo Sangyu arrived at the study, he saw that they all had bitter faces.

In order not to waste time, they were all kicked out.

"Everyone, go wait outside."

"Your Highness, you already have a plan... His Highness doesn't need to go to that dangerous place anymore, right?"

Yan Qing, who was pushed out of the room, stared longingly at Mo Sangyu.

However, his response was to the door slam shut with a bang.

Yan Qing collapsed to the ground.

Yuan Zhao was deeply worried.

Luo Ming stood to the side, also looking anxious and impatient.

Gu Jinzhi appeared the calmest, but upon closer inspection, it was easy to see that his face was somewhat pale.

They were all scared.

Last time, Your Highness went there and it was tantamount to dying once. If you still have to go this time, I'm afraid... the odds are against you.

Inside the study.

Mo Sangyu raised her hand, her palm gently brushing across the desk. As a faint blue light flickered, a brand-new set of dark-colored, fitted clothing slowly appeared.

"Go change into the clothes I prepared for you."

She picked up the clothes and handed them to Feng Xingyu.

Feng Xingyu glanced down at it.

The clothes are new, and the style seems different as well.

He had no objection, reached out and took it, and immediately went behind the screen to change.

While he was changing clothes, Mo Sangyu conjured an ice talisman and silently chanted, "Avatar outside the body, appear."

A mannequin identical to Feng Xingyu appeared before her eyes in an instant.

Mo Sangyu gave him a command, then said, "Go."

Feng Xingyu didn't say anything, opened the door and walked out.

The guards outside, seeing their prince emerge, hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, is it alright if we don't need to go?"