His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

What do you think?

Feng Xingyu's voice was low and husky as his gaze fell on her rosy lips, a hint of aggression flashing in his eyes: "Hmm?"

Mo Sangyu looked up and met his gaze.

This man's gaze towards her lately has been really strange; she has this feeling that he wants to devour her.

The two were staring at each other when suddenly, two figures appeared at the doorway.

Mo Sangyu then realized with a start that the door to the room was still open.

Ya Zi and Feng Mian came over together, and as soon as they arrived at the door, they saw Mo Sangyu pinned against the wall by Feng Xingyu, the two in an ambiguous position.

Feng Mian screamed and quickly covered his eyes.

Incidentally, she also used one hand to cover Yazi's eyes.

"We've come at the wrong time. Close your eyes and let's go."

As he spoke, Feng Mian tried to pull Ya Zi away.

Ya Zi calmly broke free from her grasp and said in a low voice, "I have something to report to you, Miss."

Inside the room, Mo Sangyu was about to push Feng Xingyu away.

When Feng Xingyu heard Ya Zi say that he had something to report, he not only did not let go of Mo Sangyu, but instead tightened his arms around her waist, trapping her in his embrace once again.

"..."

This man is pushing his luck.

When Ya Zi saw this, he lowered his head slightly, and no one could see the expression on his face.

He turned around, about to leave first, but behind him, Feng Xingyu released Mo Sangyu, though still holding her waist, and asked Ya Zi outside, "What is it?"

"Return to the Lord of the City."

Ya Zi had no choice but to turn back and bow his head respectfully: "It was Mr. Chu from the other courtyard who said that he found a strange thing among his wife's old belongings, and he said it might be useful to you, Miss."

"I'll go take a look."

Upon hearing this, Mo Sangyu hurriedly pushed Feng Xingyu aside and walked out of the court.

The thing Chu Canglan mentioned might be related to a restriction.

As soon as she left, Ya Zi hurriedly followed.

Feng Xingyu watched the two of them walk away, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.

"City Lord!"

Not long after Mo Sangyu left, a red-armored guard rushed over to report.

"The person we've been keeping an eye on these past two days is indeed suspicious. The law enforcement officers noticed something was wrong and a fight broke out. That person is extremely skilled in martial arts. Even the law enforcement officers and the Red Armor Guards couldn't stop him. He's already fleeing towards the city gate."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xingyu immediately walked outside.

Just as he stepped out of the mansion gate, he bumped into Yuan Zhao, who was rushing back.

Yuan Zhao, looking disheveled, said urgently, "Master, that man must have recognized my identity. He is very likely a spy sent by the Great You Dynasty. We must not let him escape, otherwise the news of your faked death will be exposed. Our plan has only just begun, and we must not expose it."

He took a breath and said, "That person's martial arts cultivation is at least at the ninth rank, and at the peak of the ninth rank, so our people can't stop him. Now he's heading towards the city gate, I'm afraid..."

Feng Xingyu ignored his nonsense and dashed off towards the city gate at top speed.

The area near the city gate was in chaos.

People and vendors scattered in panic, hiding in shops or alleys.

The streets were a mess, with overturned stalls and scattered goods everywhere.

Red-armored guards and law enforcers lay dead on the ground at the city gate, groaning incessantly, clearly having just experienced a major battle.

With bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, Yan Qing leaned against the city wall, panting. When he saw Feng Xingyu arrive, he immediately went forward.

"Sir, the man just broke out, but he's badly injured and can't have gone far. I'll take men to chase after him right away."

"I'll go after them."

Mo Sangyu's voice came from behind.

She arrived at some point and glanced at the scene: "You must restore order to the city as soon as possible and appease the people."

Feng Xingyu looked at her: "Together."

Without saying a word, the two rushed out of the city gate and chased after the man in the direction he had fled.

Outside the city was a sparse woodland, and in the distance were rolling mountains.

There were fresh bloodstains and messy footprints on the ground, pointing deep into the mountains and forests.

The person ran so fast that they didn't have time to clean up the footprints.

The two followed the trail into the forest.

After chasing for about three or four miles, the bloodstains became intermittent near a secluded mountain hollow.

Mo Sangyu stopped in her tracks, her soul silently spreading out.

After a moment, she gave Feng Xingyu a wink and pointed to a huge rock on the left side of the ravine.

Feng Xingyu understood and silently circled around to the back of the rock.

Just as he was about to get close, a dark figure suddenly sprang out from behind the rock, bringing with it a sharp palm wind, and rushed straight at Feng Xingyu's face.

Feng Xingyu was prepared and dodged to the side, then struck out with a backhand palm.

The two forces collided, producing a muffled thud.

The man staggered backward, crashed into the stone wall, groaned, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

His injuries were clearly very serious; his face was ashen white.

He raised his head and stared intently at Feng Xingyu, who was wearing a mask. His eyes were initially filled with wariness and suspicion, but when his gaze fell on Mo Sangyu, his face immediately showed horror.

"You...you all..."

Having seen Mo Sangyu, Feng Xingyu's identity is basically self-evident.

The man spoke hoarsely, his voice extremely weak: "Seventh Prince, you really did fake your death. You actually captured Youdu City. What do you plan to do next? Fight your way back to the Great You Imperial Capital?"

Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu exchanged a glance.

This person really shouldn't be allowed to leave alive.

Mo Sangyu stepped forward, her gaze falling on the man, and shook her head with a hint of regret: "Peak of the ninth rank, just one step away from becoming a grandmaster."

Her eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she said in a cold voice, "One person alone has turned my Youdu City upside down... It is indeed a bit of a pity to kill him."

The man leaned against the rock, his face covered in blood, and upon hearing this, his expression revealed undisguised mockery and contempt.

He didn't even bother to look at Mo Sangyu, his gaze fixed on Feng Xingyu, panting as he said, "Kill me if you want. To die at the hands of the Seventh Prince would be a worthy death."

After saying that, he glanced at Mo Sangyu out of the corner of his eye and said sarcastically, "A piece of trash who doesn't even have true qi dares to spout nonsense here. What the hell does my life or death have to do with you?"

Mo Sangyu looked at him coldly.

Why would she care about someone who is about to die?

However, Feng Xingyu, who had originally intended to finish the fight quickly and deal with this person as soon as possible, suddenly stopped being in a hurry after hearing these words.

"lady."

He turned to look at Mo Sangyu and asked, "How should we deal with this person? I... will listen to you."

Mo Sangyu chuckled softly, a faint smile curving her lips.

She didn't care, but this man was unwilling.

"If that's the case, then kill him."

She said in a light voice, "After killing them, hang their bodies on the city gate tower, so that other people with ill intentions can see what will happen to those who dare to come to Youdu City to spy and cause trouble."

By the way, a warning to that person from the Great You Dynasty.

Youdu City is not a place where just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can trespass.

Even if someone is at the peak of the ninth rank, in Youdu City, they could easily enter upright and leave horizontally.

"it is good."

Feng Xingyu readily agreed, his gaze returning to the scout, now filled with icy killing intent: "As you wish, Madam."

Upon hearing Mo Sangyu's words, the man was first taken aback, then anger and humiliation welled up in his heart.

They actually want to hang him on the city gate like livestock for public display?

Also, wasn't this woman someone His Majesty arranged?

When did she betray us?

"You dare to defy the Emperor? Aren't you afraid of bringing disaster upon your family?"

"family?"

The original owner's younger sister was transferred away by Feng Xingyu, and since she could no longer be used to threaten him, she was replaced by "family members".

"Who are you talking about?"

Mo Sangyu chuckled, but her laugh was unusual and dangerous: "My scumbag father? Or stepmother? If they were to be dragged down and killed by me so easily, it would be too easy for them."

The person acted as if they were meeting Mo Sangyu for the first time.

A flicker of fear crossed his eyes.

Why did he feel that this woman was even more dangerous and terrifying than the Seventh Prince?

After Mo Sangyu finished speaking, he looked at Feng Xingyu and said, "Let's do it."

Feng Xingyu didn't hesitate and walked towards the person.

Seeing this, the man knew he was doomed to die, and a ruthless and insane glint flashed in his eyes.

Even if it means death, he will never suffer dishonor!

He stopped defending and instead frantically compressed all his remaining true energy, gathering it in his dantian.

Even if I die, I'll take two people down with me.

However, just as his true energy was about to explode, Feng Xingyu discovered his intention.

"He wants to self-destruct!"

Self-destruction?

Mo Sangyu's eyes narrowed, and he released his soul pressure, making the man's soul feel as if it had been hit by something. He shuddered, and his mind went blank for a moment.

At this critical moment.

Feng Xingyu's figure approached like a ghost, and he snapped Feng Xingyu's neck in one swift motion.

Clean and efficient.

The man's wide eyes still held the madness and determination that had not yet faded, but were also filled with deep fear.

It was a fear that came from the depths of one's soul.

The true energy within him, about to burst, dissipated rapidly, like a punctured balloon.

The whole process was so fast it only took a few breaths.

"Did you...do something to him just now?"

Feng Xingyu understood perfectly.

Although he was fast, the man exploded even faster.

If the man hadn't hesitated for a moment, he might not have been able to break his neck before the man self-destructed.

"…Um."

Mo Sangyu nodded slightly, not trying to hide anything: "I used a little trick."

No wonder.

A hint of a smile flashed across Feng Xingyu's eyes, and his deep voice carried a touch of pride: "My wife is amazing."

The praise came out quite smoothly.

Mo Sangyu glanced at him, and seeing that he didn't intend to ask any further questions, she didn't say anything more.

Just then, Yan Qing arrived with his men. Feng Xingyu instructed him to hang the corpse on the city gate tower as a warning to others.

Then, taking Mo Sangyu's hand, he said, "Let's go home."

Oh my.

Upon seeing his master, he actually took his wife's hand and led her home.

Yan Qing's mouth was so wide open it could fit an egg, and the wound on the corner of his mouth suddenly split open, causing him to grimace in pain.

Mo Sangyu was led back to the city lord's mansion by Feng Xingyu's hand.

Along the way, she pulled her hand away from his large palm several times, only to have him quickly grasp it again each time.

After this happened several times, Mo Sangyu realized that he was really stubborn, so she let him be.

He finally relaxed when he returned to the city lord's mansion.

"Jinzhi said they need to discuss the next phase of the attack plan tonight. Would you like to come and listen?"

Mo Sangyu was about to return to her room when she heard Feng Xingyu ask her from behind.

During this period, she devoted most of her energy to researching the restrictions. Considering that they had just taken over Youdu City and needed a period of reflection, she paid little attention to other things.

Unexpectedly, they already had a next attack plan.

"I understand, I'll come over tonight."

Mo Sangyu will naturally be present in the next phase of the attack plan.

After saying that, she went back to her room.

Granny Yu, who was passing by outside the courtyard, saw Feng Xingyu and Mo Sangyu enter the front yard and then separate. They hadn't slept in the same room for so long, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

This can't go on; we need to find a way to get them to consummate their marriage as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Granny Yu's eyes lit up as she thought of something: "Qingwu, come with me to buy some things."

Tonight... let's throw something really shocking at them.