His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Dinner time.

The meals were prepared personally by Granny Yu. She knew that Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu rarely ate together, so each meal was delivered to them separately.

Tonight, she packed two dinners, one for Feng Mian, and instructed Feng Mian to make sure she watched Mo Sangyu eat, especially to drink the soup. If Mo Sangyu didn't drink it, she should remind her to do so.

This soup was specially made to nourish her body.

Feng Mian, being rather foolish, patted his chest and guaranteed to complete the task.

Then, give the other portion to Qingwu and have her deliver it to the study. She should also remind Feng Xingyu that he can skip the other dishes, but he must drink the soup.

Qingwu accompanied Granny Yu to buy this item, so she naturally knew its importance.

He immediately nodded and promised that he would not let the nanny work in vain.

Dinner went smoothly.

When Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu heard that it was a soup personally prepared by Granny Yu to nourish their bodies, they didn't suspect anything and drank it all without hesitation.

After finishing her drink, Mo Sangyu took a shower.

After changing into comfortable clothes, she headed towards Feng Xingyu's study.

The study was completely dark.

Weren't we supposed to discuss the battle plan tonight?

Why is there no one here?

Mo Sangyu was unaware that Granny Yu was stationed outside the courtyard gate to chase away anyone who came near.

One comes, we rush to catch it; two come, we rush to catch them both.

Even Gu Jinzhi's arrival was of no use.

"Granny, we have important matters to discuss. Could you please stop causing trouble?"

"My wife and I have more important things to do tonight. We can talk about your important matters tomorrow."

Granny Yu stood in the center of the doorway like a door god, holding a feather duster in her hand. Anyone who dared to take a step closer would be mercilessly slapped with the duster.

When the old lady gets really crazy, there's really no way to deal with her.

No one can afford to offend them.

Gu Jinzhi looked at the pitch-black courtyard, where even the servants who usually swept and cleaned were nowhere to be seen, and he frowned in confusion.

"Granny, what exactly are you planning to do tonight?"

"Of course, it's about doing good deeds."

Granny Yu glanced at him and said in a bad mood, "Go back now, don't get in the way."

Yan Qing couldn't resist his curiosity and tried to force his way in to take a look, but he was beaten twice with a feather duster and then behaved himself.

Feng Mian stood to the side, covering his mouth and chuckling.

"Little girl, you've got some nerve, daring to laugh at me?"

Yan Qing pretended to grab her, which frightened her so much that she quickly hid behind Granny Yu.

As a result, Yan Qing got hit with a feather duster twice more.

"Stop bullying her!"

"Granny, how can you be so biased? She was the one who made fun of me first!"

"Isn't that hilarious?"

Yan Qing: "..."

Yuan Zhao couldn't help but chuckle, and put his arm around Yan Qing's shoulder: "Let's go, brother, come patrol with me."

Gu Jinzhi then left as well.

The others following behind naturally dared not linger any longer.

Finally, it's quiet again.

Granny Yu turned around, glanced at the dark courtyard, and a satisfied smile appeared on her wrinkled face.

At such a young and vigorous age, coupled with the potency of those two bowls of soup, she didn't believe they could hold back tonight.

"Qingwu, Fengmian, you two lock the courtyard gate and go back to rest. Come back to serve us later tomorrow."

"Yes."

The green mist responded.

Feng Mian was puzzled, but she believed that the old woman would not harm her young lady, so she agreed without hesitation.

In the courtyard.

Mo Sangyu walked around the neighborhood but didn't see a single person.

What's going on?

She returned to the study, but still no one was there.

However, she could sense that Feng Xingyu was in his own room at the moment.

Mo Sangyu walked towards his door and heard what sounded like water coming from inside the house.

Is this man taking a shower?

For some reason, she felt inexplicably hot tonight.

It's only May.

Knowing that Feng Xingyu was taking a bath in the room, she felt even hotter.

No, she should go back and wash again.

Mo Sangyu left quickly and returned to her room, which had a separate washroom, but no hot water.

The cool water is just right.

She wiped herself with a handkerchief, then used her spiritual power to suppress her emotions slightly, and she regained her composure.

strangeness.

I've never felt this restless before.

I don't think they'll be coming tonight.

After wiping herself down, Mo Sangyu went to bed.

the other side.

After taking a cold shower, Feng Xingyu felt the inexplicable restlessness rising in his body subside.

He also found it strange.

Over the years, aside from having this kind of impulse towards Mo Sangyu, I've never felt it in private before. How could it be tonight...?

Having just taken a cold shower, he found himself unable to control himself again when he thought of Mo Sangyu.

Feng Xingyu immediately sat down and used his true energy to suppress the evil thought that was rising in his heart.

A long time passed.

Not hearing Gu Jinzhi and the others come in, Feng Xingyu didn't have the time to think about why they hadn't come.

It's better that they didn't come.

In his current state, even if he came, he wouldn't be able to calm down and discuss serious matters with them.

After the Phoenix Journey's true energy circulated throughout its body, it gradually calmed down.

He walked to the door and locked it.

I wonder if she'll come over tonight?

After thinking for a moment, he reopened the bolt.

Back in bed, as soon as I closed my eyes, my mind started wandering.

In particular, it's been so many days, why hasn't Mo Sangyu come to find him yet?

Is a soul contract still normal?

Feng Xingyu forced himself to shake off these thoughts and closed his eyes to sleep.

Granny Yu had planned everything meticulously, but she overlooked two things.

Firstly, Mo Sangyu will only receive two-tenths of the tonic in the soup, while the remaining eight-tenths will be transferred to Feng Xingyu.

Feng Xingyu is essentially receiving double the dose of tonic, while Mo Sangyu will not feel much difference.

Secondly, they are not ordinary people. Although the medicine is nourishing, it is still too mild. They can just take a shower and suppress it with their own cultivation, and they can endure it.

However, it must be said that Granny Yu's sudden inspiration to act tonight was a stroke of good luck.

Feng Xingyu finally managed to suppress the romantic feelings in his heart and felt a little sleepy.

Suddenly, a faint noise came from outside the door.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the drowsiness vanished instantly.

Upon closer listening, a sound could indeed be heard.

It was the sound of very light footsteps.

Feng Xingyu sat up in bed and looked toward the door.

As the footsteps grew closer, the door to the room was indeed gently pushed open from the outside.

Upon seeing Mo Sangyu appear, Feng Xingyu couldn't help but chuckle softly.

It's finally here.

He watched as Mo Sangyu walked into the room, then turned around and closed the door before walking towards him step by step.

When she reached the bedside, he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

It was still a bit chilly at night, and Mo Sangyu was only wearing a thin undergarment. When he took her into his arms, the cool touch of her body made Feng Xingyu feel comfortable both physically and mentally.

However, after the initial relief comes an even stronger, more uncontrollable urge.

He used to feel uncontrollably hot just thinking about her, and now that she was in his arms, the fatal allure was unimaginable.

Feng Xingyu held her soft, fragrant body in his arms, looking at her unguarded sleeping face, and a battle of wills began to rage within him.

Tonight, no matter what he does, she won't wake up.

As long as she is sent back before dawn, she will wake up in her own room and won't notice anything.

Feng Xingyu's breathing gradually became heavy.

In the darkness, his eyes were unfathomable, surging with an intense desire that almost overwhelmed his reason.

The battle between heaven and man can happen in an instant, with impulse gradually overcoming reason.

His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and he finally couldn't resist lowering his head to kiss her lips with a tenderness tinged with ruthlessness.

The touch was softer than I remembered, with a slight coolness.

He pried open her teeth and deepened the kiss, his movements gradually becoming out of control. His palms caressed her slender back, feeling the curves of her body through the thin fabric.

Just as he was about to completely succumb, his fingers already sliding towards the edge of her clothes, his mind suddenly cleared up a bit.

No!

This can't be done!

Although he was not a gentleman, when she was unconscious... how was he any different from a beast taking advantage of someone in distress?

Feng Xingyu froze, as if he had been burned. He suddenly released her, quickly rolled off the ground, and rushed into the bathroom in the cubicle.

The cold water poured over his head instantly brought him back to his senses, clearing his feverish body and confused mind.

He leaned against the wall, letting the icy water wash over him, quickly extinguishing the evil fire in his heart.

He rinsed himself for a while before drying off, changing into clean clothes, and returning to the bedside.

Mo Sangyu remained asleep peacefully, breathing evenly, completely unaware of what had just happened.

Her lips seemed a little redder than before.

Feng Xingyu stood by the bed, just looking at her sleeping face. The heat that had been suppressed by the cold water seemed to be making a comeback.

crazy.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down, but found it even harder to control himself than before.

It felt like a fire was burning inside him, making his mouth dry and his gaze unable to leave her.

He couldn't help but wonder if this woman had cast some kind of seductive spell on him.

Or perhaps someone drugged them.

Otherwise, why was his self-control so weak tonight?

He carefully examined his body and found that his internal energy was circulating smoothly without any abnormalities.

No matter how much Feng Xingyu suspected, he never doubted that there was anything wrong with the bowl of soup.

He never imagined that Mo Sangyu would transfer the medicinal effects to him after drinking the tonic.

He already had those feelings for her, and with this double dose of tonic, what normal man could resist?

He rubbed his temples in frustration, then turned around and rushed back to the bathroom, where he was doused with cold water again.

After repeating this several times, he stood a few steps away from the bed, not daring to get too close, and stared intently at the sleeping person on the bed.

She was sleeping soundly.

I spent most of the night trying to fix it.

After taking countless cold showers, Feng Xingyu, that ruthless man, finally managed to suppress that damned desire.

Mo Sangyu slept on the inside of the bed, while Feng Xingyu lay on his side on the outside, wearing only a thin, see-through nightgown. He propped his head up with one hand and quietly watched Mo Sangyu.

As time passed, and dawn approached, he knew that Mo Sangyu would wake up soon.

This time, he decided not to send Mo Sangyu back.

He would make her pay for all the suffering she had endured tonight while she was still lucid!

A little while later, Mo Sangyu turned over in her sleep, took her legs out of the blanket, and put them directly on Feng Xingyu.

She stretched out her arm and placed it on his chest.

Mo Sangyu's fingers twitched, as if she had grabbed something. She thought she was dreaming, and her red lips unconsciously curled up.

"Does it feel good?"

A low, husky voice faintly reached my ears.

It seems to be Feng Xingyu.

The feel of it on my hands is wonderful.

Very sturdy.

She touched down further and even felt her abs.

It really was a dream.

Mo Sangyu groped around recklessly.

"Mo Sangyu!"

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed, and that familiar voice rang in her ears again, tinged with a hint of gritted teeth.

"Why don't you open your eyes and look before you touch it?"

The sound seemed so close.

Not right.

Mo Sangyu raised her head, her eyes still sleepy as she opened them.

In my line of sight was Feng Xingyu's stunningly beautiful and alluring face.

However, he didn't look well, as if someone owed him eight million.

Mo Sangyu closed her eyes again.

She must have woken up in the wrong way, otherwise how could she have seen Feng Xingyu in her own bed?

"Mo Sangyu?"

"It's not even dawn yet, don't make a sound."

She reached out and covered Feng Xingyu's mouth, then continued sleeping.

Feng Xingyu almost laughed out of anger.

Now that he's awake, he doesn't need to be polite anymore.

Feng Xingyu suddenly lunged forward, grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head, then lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"Well……"