His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

"sure."

After replying, Mo Sangyu reached out and touched her face.

Did this man just kiss her again?

She suddenly stood up, her gaze fixed intently on Feng Xingyu: "Feng Xingyu, you..."

He called out once, but there was no follow-up for a long time.

"Um?"

A hint of amusement crept into Feng Xingyu's voice: "What's wrong?"

Mo Sangyu: "Do you like me?"

"..."

He neither spoke nor denied it.

"If you really like me..."

"If you really like it."

Feng Xingyu stared intently at her: "What do you intend to do?"

Mo Sangyu remained silent for a long time.

For a moment, the air in the hall slowly began to freeze.

Feng Xingyu gave a self-deprecating smile, said nothing, and got up to leave.

As he reached the door, he heard Mo Sangyu's voice coming from behind him again.

"True feelings are ever-changing, so... enjoying the present moment doesn't seem like a bad idea."

Anyway, she doesn't believe in men's sincerity, and she can't guarantee her own either. Maybe she'll be the one who changes her mind first in the future?

What does it mean for true feelings to change in an instant?

Upon hearing her words, Feng Xingyu frowned beneath his mask: "You mean... you don't believe me?"

"I only look at the present; who can know what the future holds?"

"Oh."

He suddenly sneered, glanced back at her, and then strode out of the room.

Are you angry again?

Mo Sangyu felt that this man was becoming increasingly difficult to deal with lately.

The anger was completely unreasonable.

……

As night fell, the venue for the bonfire feast was ready.

The location was chosen at a special military garrison in the city.

This place covers a vast area, with large tracts of open space where tiny green shoots of grass have sprouted, making it look full of life.

Originally, only a few thousand people lived here, but now that 100,000 soldiers have poured in, it doesn't feel crowded at all.

The soldiers' ability to move around was astonishing. They started setting up camp in the afternoon, and within just a few hours, all the tents were neatly erected.

This was the first time in their lives that they had been stationed directly in the city.

The conditions here are far better than those in the border town.

The training ground is flat and spacious, and the shower room has hot water.

The armory and archery range are fully equipped, and even the horse training area is very well planned.

What surprised them most was the huge cafeteria, which was said to be able to accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time.

The soldiers wore excited smiles and were spreading the word that everyone would receive new bedding and armor soon.

These days feel like stepping into paradise.

I never even dared to dream of doing this before.

As night fell, campfires were lit one after another, their roaring flames illuminating the entire encampment as bright as day.

Tonight's bonfire feast, in terms of both its scale and the food on the table, is ten times more lavish than their annual Chinese New Year celebrations.

The soldiers knew perfectly well that everything they had was thanks to the princess consort.

That is, the current city lord's wife, Mo Sangyu.

At this moment, the camp was bustling with activity.

The soldiers divided into groups and sat around the campfire, each holding a large piece of meat. Wine jars were passed around among them as they ate and drank heartily, their laughter and curses mingling together, making everyone's ears ring.

No more worrying about not having enough meat or wine, and no more fearing that enemy troops might suddenly attack while you're having a good time drinking.

The city is still sealed off outside, but now this city is their safest fortress.

Tonight, they can finally relax completely and let loose.

In another area not far away, several former law enforcers of Youdu City stood.

They watched the soldiers drinking heartily, their faces filled with resentment and their eyes with hostility.

In their eyes, these soldiers who suddenly poured in were no different from bandits.

They seized their territory and occupied their homes.

They used to live in a spacious camp, but now that these people have arrived, the place is crowded with people, making a mess and there's no order or discipline at all.

Han Chong, the leader of the law enforcement officers, stood at the front, his face so dark it could drip water, his hands clenched tightly.

These people are truly despicable!

But he knew in his heart that Youdu City had already changed its masters, and no matter how dissatisfied they were, they could only endure it and had no other choice.

Next to the main tent.

Gu Jinzhi, Yan Qing, Yuan Zhao, and the Shadow Guard led by Yueying were gathered around a campfire, sitting on the ground, drinking and chatting happily.

"Your Highness... oh no, why hasn't our master arrived yet?"

"I saw him come by this afternoon. Even with a mask on, you could feel his aura of keeping strangers at bay. It's such a nice day. I wonder who offended him."

"I reckon it should be the lady."

"What's wrong, Madam? Madam is so kind, Master should be more accommodating..."

"What do you know, kid?"

Hearing everyone chatting away, Gu Jinzhi, who had been silent until now, suddenly smiled mysteriously and said, "Master is sexually unsatisfied, otherwise, it wouldn't be this big..."

Before she could even utter the word "resentment," Yueying seemed to sense something and turned around abruptly, only to find that Feng Xingyu had somehow appeared behind them.

Immediately, everyone lowered their heads.

Luo Ming glanced at Gu Jinzhi with a hint of sympathy, his eyes saying, "Mr. Gu, you'd better pray for yourself."

Everyone was terrified, but Gu Jinzhi was fearless and even dared to get up and pull Feng Xingyu to the campfire.

"Sir, don't be angry. Tell us what happened, and let the brothers give us some ideas."

It still has to be Mr. Gu.

They even dare to make such a suggestion.

Am I the kind of person who needs their advice?

After Feng Xingyu sat down, a jar of wine was stuffed into his arms. He rubbed the jar with his fingers, and there was no sound for a long time.

The campfire crackled, casting flickering light on the patterns on his mask.

Everyone held their breath; no one dared to speak.

"today……"

Finally, Feng Xingyu spoke in a low voice.

The voice behind the mask sounded a little muffled, with a hint of awkwardness: "I asked her what I meant to her, and she answered, 'My husband.'"

Gu Jinzhi's eyes lit up: "Isn't this a good thing?"

"Then."

Feng Xingyu's aura deepened again: "She asked me if I liked her, and I said if I did, what would she do? But she said... true feelings can change in an instant, just look at the present and enjoy the present."

He briefly repeated Mo Sangyu's words, his tone suppressing a hint of frustration.

There was a moment of silence.

Yan Qing couldn't hold back any longer. Upon hearing this, his eyes widened, and he blurted out, "Only looking at the present, enjoying the moment—doesn't that mean she... only cares about momentary pleasure and has no intention of taking responsibility?!"

He scratched his head, looking incredulous: "It's always been men who don't want to take responsibility, this woman who doesn't want to take responsibility... this is truly the first time I've ever seen one."

Feng Xingyu's aura suddenly grew even colder, and his hands on his knees clenched tightly.

Although his expression couldn't be seen, everyone could sense that the look on his face beneath the mask must have been extremely unpleasant.

Yuan Zhao, being more composed, thought for a moment and said, "Madam is no ordinary woman after all. If she truly does not wish to be bound and does not wish to discuss the future... it seems that we really do not have any good solutions."

Luo Ming nodded: "Yes, Madam's abilities and temper... you can't hit her, you can't scold her, and you certainly can't force her."

He abruptly changed the subject, saying, "However, there is a way we could try..."

All eyes immediately turned to him, even Feng Xingyu raised his eyes.

Luo Ming swallowed hard, then forced himself to continue, "The solution is... to sleep with her, to seduce her."

Silence.

The shadow guards, who had been pretending to be dead with their heads down, couldn't help but look up at Luo Ming.

I never expected that Dr. Luo would be like this.

Moonshadow, who had been quietly wiping her short blade, paused upon hearing this, and without looking up, uttered three words: "Bad idea."

Her voice was calm and resolute: "If Madam is unwilling, can I force her? That is not the act of a gentleman, and I am not that kind of person."

"..."

Feng Xingyu remained silent.

Uncontrollably, memories flashed through his mind of that day in the restaurant room, when he held Mo Sangyu in his arms and kissed her forcefully—the feeling...

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Just then, a familiar voice, tinged with amusement, rang out from behind: "What are you chatting about, making such a commotion?"

Mo Sangyu walked over at some point, the firelight illuminating her profile, which carried a hint of nonchalant curiosity.

The people around the campfire froze instantly, almost losing control of their expressions.

Gu Jinzhi reacted the fastest, immediately putting on a smile and warmly making room for her: "Madam has arrived, come on, sit here. We were just talking about how delicious the roasted mutton was tonight."

The others quickly chimed in, laughing and trying to cover up the awkward atmosphere.

"Come, madam, have some meat."

"Madam, please have some wine."

Mo Sangyu had a piece of meat stuffed into one hand and a jar of wine stuffed into the other.

She glanced at Feng Xingyu beside her and saw that the man was silently taking a big gulp of water.

As for?

Because of those two sentences at noon, the man ignored her for most of the afternoon. He didn't even wait for her when he came here; he just ran off on his own.

How petty!

Just as Mo Sangyu picked up the wine jar to drink, it was suddenly snatched away.

"Have you forgotten what happened after we drank last time?"

Feng Xingyu snatched the wine jar from her hand and threw it aside.

"Don't you know your own alcohol tolerance? You still dare to drink."

Mo Sangyu: "..."

She can drink a lot without getting drunk.

It's all the original owner's fault for this body; it not only made her lose face but also led her to commit adultery while drunk!

it is good.

I won't argue with him about this.

Mo Sangyu gave up drinking alcohol and only ate meat.

Seeing that she neither refuted him nor paid any attention to him, Feng Xingyu felt a lump in his throat, unable to let it out.

A heartless woman.

He took two more big gulps, and this time, Mo Sangyu snatched his wine jar away: "We still have important business to discuss later, so you should drink less."

"It's none of your business."

"Feng Xingyu!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense and ready to fight.

Gu Jinzhi and the others exchanged glances and silently lowered their heads to minimize their presence.

"It's none of my business, so why are you bothering me?"

"It won't cause me any trouble if I drink a few more sips. Don't you know what kind of person you are after you drink?"

"What kind of person am I?"

"After you finished drinking, you clung to me and wouldn't let go, and you were all messy..."

Mo Sangyu's face stiffened, and she quickly interrupted him: "That was an accident. Who knew this body would have such a low alcohol tolerance? Otherwise, I would never have done that."

"Accident?"

Feng Xingyu sneered, his tone full of sarcasm: "I think you're just hoping for this accident, otherwise why would you say something like 'enjoy the moment'?"

"What's wrong with enjoying the present moment?"

Mo Sangyu also got angry and raised her voice: "It's still better than some people who don't even dare to admit they like someone and then blame others for not wanting to take responsibility."

"I dare not admit it?"