His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

"Miss, why... are you crying?"

Cried?

Mo Sangyu frowned, not immediately understanding: "Who's crying?"

Feng Mian pointed to her face, his eyes showing a hint of worry.

What's wrong, Miss?

Why did she suddenly feel a little unfamiliar with him?

Mo Sangyu reached out and touched her face, and tears actually started to fall.

What's going on?

A naive and innocent face suddenly flashed through my mind.

It is the original owner's memories.

Her mentally challenged sister?

My heart ached for a moment.

Mo Sangyu closed her eyes.

These are the emotions that remained in the original owner's body.

Her spiritual power was sealed, and she was unable to eliminate these emotions for the time being.

Mo Sangyu wiped away her tears, trying her best to ignore the feeling.

"Do you know how to handle corpses?" she asked Feng Mian.

This girl is timid and seems a bit dim-witted, but she is very loyal to the original owner. We can keep her around for now.

Feng Mian glanced at the corpse on the ground, genuinely frightened, but still forced herself to say, "Don't worry, Miss, this servant... can do it."

She dragged Linxia's body out the door with great difficulty.

A dark shadow flashed past the window.

Mo Sangyu glanced out the window, completely unconcerned.

She closed the door and went back to bed.

After a long day, she felt quite tired.

This body still needs to be properly tempered; otherwise, once the seal is broken, it may still not be able to withstand her soul power.

Mo Sangyu fell into a deep sleep not long after going to bed.

Little did she know that on the main campus, Yan Qingzheng was filled with indignation and righteously condemned her.

"She even killed her own people!"

Yan Qing's face was ashen, and a vein throbbed slightly on his forehead: "That maid seemed to have... merely offended her with her words, and she killed her on the spot... swift and ruthless, vicious to the extreme!"

Upon hearing this, the group fell silent for a moment.

Such a vicious woman, if not eliminated soon, is indeed a great hidden danger.

"Yan Qing, go back and keep an eye on her. Have everyone in the manor be on high alert against her. Keep them as far away as possible and don't provoke her. Once we find a way to break her, kill her immediately!"

"Yes."

……

The night was dark and windy, and the cold was biting.

Feng Mian finally finished disposing of the body and returned to Mo Sangyu's courtyard.

Just as I reached the door, I saw Mo Sangyu walking out of the room wearing only a white nightgown, her face expressionless.

"Miss, it's so late, where are you going?"

Seeing that she was dressed so thinly, Feng Mian quickly took off his own coat and draped it over her shoulders.

When her fingers touched Mo Sangyu, her body trembled slightly and she stopped abruptly.

A hint of confusion flashed in Mo Sangyu's eyes.

Wasn't she sleeping? How did she get out?

"Miss?"

"It's nothing."

Mo Sangyu turned and went back to her room, her expression gradually becoming serious.

The Soul Contract was created by Mo Sangyu himself.

Its core lies in reversing harm, forcibly transferring one's own suffering to others.

Altering cause and effect, and reversing the laws of nature, are forbidden arts.

Therefore, there are many unavoidable defects.

One of the more troublesome aspects is that once the caster falls into a state where she cannot control her own consciousness, the pull from the depths of her soul will instinctively drive her body to unconsciously approach the contracted object.

In other words, she would go to find Feng Xingyu on her own while she was asleep.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Fengmian grew increasingly worried, sensing that the woman tonight was acting very strangely.

If news of Linxia's murder reaches the capital, I wonder what kind of punishment the Second Miss will receive.

In the past, the eldest young lady felt most sorry for this younger sister. She had suffered a lot and endured many grievances in order to protect the second young lady. Now, she was even more willing to risk her own safety to come to such a far place to assassinate the prince for her sake.

But for some reason, she had a strange feeling...

Could it be that the eldest young lady no longer wants to take care of the second young lady?

How could that be? It can't be!

"Fengmian, you will sleep in this room. If you do anything unusual after I fall asleep tonight, be sure to stop me."

"Huh? Oh."

"You must be tired too. Go and tidy yourself up and go to sleep."

Mo Sangyu sat cross-legged on the bed, gave Feng Mian some instructions, then closed her eyes and began to meditate.

She had to find a way to get closer to Feng Xingyu.

Otherwise, you can forget about getting a good night's sleep in the future.

Fengmian received no response and suppressed his doubts. Just as he was about to find a place to wash up, his stomach growled at an inopportune moment.

She hasn't had a drop of water since last night.

Hearing the noise, Mo Sangyu opened her eyes and looked at her: "Hungry?"

"This servant..."

Feng Mian rubbed her stomach and said sullenly, "This servant can bear it a little longer."

"Don't hold back, just go find something to eat when you're hungry."

"...This servant dares not."

Mo Sangyu: "You dare to bury a corpse, but you don't dare to go find something to eat?"

Seeing Feng Mian lower her head and remain silent, Mo Sangyu got up and walked towards her, pushing her out the door: "The main kitchen is in the southeast and west courtyards. Don't come back until you've eaten your fill."

Feng Mian: "..."

Mo Sangyu's sudden change made Feng Mian feel somewhat panicked.

"Miss, do you not even trust your servant?"

"If I didn't believe you, you wouldn't be alive to talk to me now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door slammed shut with a bang.

Feng Mian dared not disbelieve Mo Sangyu's words.

After all, Linxia is a living example.

But she is different from Linxia. She is loyal to her mistress and would never betray her.

Feng Mian hesitated at the door for a moment before turning around and walking out of the courtyard.

She was petite and looked thin and frail, shivering in the cold wind like a poor, abandoned puppy.

Yan Qing, who was hiding in the shadows, saw this scene and was filled with hatred.

Truly vicious.

Not content with killing one of her own dowry maids, she also kicked out another one in the middle of the night on such a cold day.

They are absolutely vicious!

……

Two days passed peacefully.

In the past two days, Mo Sangyu has not seen Feng Xingyu again.

He seemed very busy, still leaving early and returning late every day despite his injury.

Although he publicly announced that day that no one was allowed to harm her, everyone's gaze towards her remained as hostile as ever.

The treatment and meals were noticeably less satisfactory.

The room was cold, and the food was bland.

Apart from the meal where she was poisoned, Mo Sangyu never saw any meat again.

Fengmian went to see Granny Yu once.

Granny Yu said, "In this desolate border region, lack of food and clothing is the norm. This is the only condition in the manor. If the princess really can't endure the hardship, there's no need to force her. No one here will keep her."

Hearing this, Feng Mian was furious, but Mo Sangyu didn't seem to care much.

After all, what Granny Yu said wasn't entirely false.

Anyone could see that the prince's family was living a life of extreme poverty.

But she cannot leave here yet.

At the very least, we need to wait until her spiritual power recovers somewhat and she has the ability to protect herself before we can resolve the dangers and troubles brought to her by the original owner's identity.

However, this was not something that could be done in the short term, so she could only stay in this dilapidated prince's residence for the time being...

Right now, what's giving Mo Sangyu the biggest headache is that every night after falling asleep, she unconsciously gets up and goes to find Feng Xingyu.

Fortunately, Feng Mian was reliable enough to keep Mo Sangyu's words in mind. Every time she got up and was about to open the door to go out, Feng Mian was able to notice the abnormality in time and wake her up.

This resulted in Feng Mian not getting a good night's sleep for three days in a row. She was so tired that she kept yawning and her eyes were watering.

"No need to keep watch tonight, just get a good night's sleep."

"Miss, I'm alright, I..."

Before Feng Mian could finish speaking, Mo Sangyu looked up at her. It was an ordinary look, but Feng Mian could see an undeniable coldness in it.

Miss, you've really changed.

While it frightened her, it also inexplicably gave her a sense of security.

It’s weird.

"Yes, Miss."

Feng Mian obediently crawled into bed, so sleepy that she fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep so quickly, Mo Sangyu covered her with the thick quilt from his own bed and then went out.

Yan Qing was surprised to see that she actually...