His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

The real touch on her lips made Mo Sangyu realize that this was not a dream. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Feng Xingyu's handsome face magnified infinitely.

"phoenix……"

She wanted to ask what had happened.

Why is Feng Xingyu in her bed?

However, Feng Xingyu didn't give her a chance to speak at all.

He had endured it all night, and now that Mo Sangyu was awake, it wasn't considered taking advantage of her vulnerability, so he completely let himself go, no longer suppressing or restraining himself.

Mo Sangyu was completely bewildered.

She struggled to free her hands, bracing herself against Feng Xingyu's chest and pushing him away slightly: "Are you crazy? What are you trying to do so early in the morning?"

"I'm insane."

Feng Xingyu admitted that he was crazy, and then kissed her neck again.

"Feng Xingyu!"

He was like a wolf that had been starving for a long time, and Mo Sangyu couldn't push him away at all. She was really startled by his crazy appearance.

"Don't do this!"

Mo Sangyu pushed him several times, but still couldn't get away. Annoyed, she said, "Feng Xingyu, don't force me to hurt you!"

Even if you can't kill him, you can still injure him.

"Whatever makes you happy."

Ignoring everything else, Feng Xingyu began tearing at her clothes: "Take a good look at yourself. This is my room. You offered yourself up here, and you've been...seducing me! Do you know how many cold showers I took last night?"

Mo Sangyu: "..."

"I didn't touch you while you were asleep, Mo Sangyu, how can you still bear to refuse me?"

By the end, his voice had taken on a hint of resentment.

He kissed her ear and said in a hoarse voice, "If I get sick from holding it in, will you take responsibility?"

After this barrage of complaints, Mo Sangyu was even more bewildered.

She was sleeping in her own room, so how did she end up in Feng Xingyu's bed?

Besides, she was sleeping the whole time. When did she ever seduce him?

"No... wait a minute."

Mo Sangyu struggled to sit up in bed, looked around the room, and was immediately shocked, her eyes widening in surprise.

This really is Feng Xingyu's room!

She looked at him suspiciously: "Did you sneak over to me while I was asleep, then try to frame me?"

"Oh."

Feng Xingyu sneered.

He was quite assertive about this.

"Think about it yourself, do you think it's possible?"

As he spoke, he put his arm around Mo Sangyu's waist and pulled her back.

He pressed her head down, turning her face towards him, and gently kissed the corner of her lips: "Even if I went to carry you here, how could you not wake up?"

Yes.

How could she be sleeping so soundly?

Mo Sangyu covered his lips with her hand, preventing him from kissing her indiscriminately.

"Feng Xingyu, don't move. Let me think about this first."

"No."

She tried to block him with her hand, but he kissed her hand directly and pulled it towards his abs.

Extremely alluring.

Mo Sangyu: "..."

Who the hell is seducing whom?

She wanted to figure out what was going on, but the man kept bothering her, making it hard for her to think straight.

"You do your thing, I'll do mine."

Feng Xingyu's burning palm caressed her soft, slender waist. His voice was deep and seductive, and with his face, he looked like a bewitching male enchantress.

He pressed his lips to her ear, breathing heavily in her ear: "There's a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time."

"...What?"

Mo Sangyu was already struggling to keep up, and her voice even changed tone.

"How come your waist is so thin?"

Feng Xingyu whispered a kiss and a nibble in her ear, his hands also getting restless: "I don't dare to use too much force, for fear of breaking you."

"..."

What kind of insane and rabid words were he saying?

In this respect, Mo Sangyu was an inexperienced young girl, and she could not resist such temptation.

Unbeknownst to her, all her resistance became weak and powerless in the face of his burning breath and omnipresent kisses.

Feng Xingyu sensed her subtle change, and the last trace of restraint in his eyes vanished.

He no longer gave her any chance to think or back down, turning his initial teasing and probing into a direct and forceful attack.

Clothes were completely stripped off, leaving skin pressed tightly together.

Mo Sangyu felt completely overwhelmed by a scalding and unfamiliar wave. In the storm he unleashed, her consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes lost. In the end, all that remained was her primal instinctive response.

After an unknown amount of time, the storm gradually subsided.

It was already bright outside.

But it was still very quiet, and there wasn't a single person in sight.

Mo Sangyu felt weak all over and didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

She lay on Feng Xingyu's sweat-dampened chest, feeling as if she had survived a catastrophe.

Feng Xingyu held her tightly and kissed the top of her head with satisfaction.

"Now, you're mine."

His voice was hoarse, yet it conveyed an unprecedented calmness and gentleness: "The kind that truly lives up to its name."

"..."

Mo Sangyu was too tired to speak.

A thought flashed through her mind.

Oh shit.

Feng Xingyu is a liar!

This was her first time.

That time they were drunk, nothing happened at all!

Feng Xingyu stroked her hair and coaxed her softly, "Sleep a little longer."

That's it.

I'm so tired, I'll talk to you after I wake up.

Mo Sangyu closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

……

When I woke up again, it was already noon.

Mo Sangyu sat up in bed; she was the only one left in the room.

She rubbed her lower back, feeling like it was about to fall apart.

He said he was worried about breaking her back, but his actions showed no concern whatsoever.

That's a pervert.

I used to think he was serious and obedient, but it was all an act, a facade!

Mo Sangyu felt like she had been tricked.

She threw off the covers and got out of bed, only to find that her legs were even more sore and weak.

Her undergarments were also torn.

Fortunately, she can conjure up clothes.

Mo Sangyu used her spiritual power to conjure a new set of clothes. After dressing herself properly, she opened the door and went out, supporting her waist.

Upon opening the door, one could see Feng Mian, Qing Wu, and Yu He standing guard at the entrance.

They had prepared clean clothes, hot water, and new sheets and blankets.

Mo Sangyu immediately stood up straight, wiped all the expressions off her face, and walked towards her room as if nothing had happened.

"Miss, are you all dressed?"

Feng Mian's surprised voice rang out behind her: "The city lord said that we servants should prepare a set of clean clothes to wait for you. We thought you didn't have any clothes to wear, Miss."

"..."

Mo Sangyu stumbled.

That stupid girl Feng Mian, why is she spouting such obvious truths?

She ignored him and quickened her pace to go back.

Did she really come to me on her own initiative last night?

How is that possible...?

Could it be that the soul contract caused her to unconsciously seek out Feng Xingyu?

But they're already so close, haven't they already solved the problem?

If that's the case, she'll go to find Feng Xingyu on her own after she falls asleep and won't wake up. In that case, there's no need to keep this soul contract anymore.

Anyway, her spiritual power has now recovered to 50%, which is enough to protect herself.

Having made up her mind, Mo Sangyu went back to her room and took a hot bath to soothe the soreness in her body.

After they came out, Feng Mian brought over some food. When she looked at Mo Sangyu, her pretty face flushed slightly.

Mo Sangyu looked at her strangely: "What's wrong?"

She sat down and first ladled out a bowl of soup to drink.

Feng Mian lowered her voice shyly and said, "Miss, did you and the City Lord consummate your marriage last night? Just now, Sister Qingwu went to the City Lord's room to change the sheets and saw...blood on the sheets."

"puff."

One sip of soup, and he successfully sprayed it all out.

She had completely forgotten about that.

Now everyone in the manor must know about this.

Mo Sangyu raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Mian.

This girl really dares to say anything.

However, she looked at Feng Mian strangely: "You're talking about me, why is your face red?"

Feng Mian quickly touched his face and felt a burning sensation.

Actually, it was because she ran into Yan Qing in the morning. That bastard Yan Qing actually said he wanted to find a prostitute and take her as his wife.

He's dreaming!

He bullies her all the time, she doesn't want him.

"Miss, I've never been married, so it's a little embarrassing to say such things."

Feng Mian tried to make up an excuse to get away with it.

"Yeah?"

Mo Sangyu smiled enigmatically: "You seem to be speaking quite fluently, but I'm afraid it's not because of that."

Feng Mian: "...Miss."

Seeing her face getting redder and redder, Mo Sangyu stopped teasing her.

After finishing her meal, Mo Sangyu prepared to go to Feng Xingyu to break the soul contract.

This kind of thing, where someone comes to your door in the middle of the night, must never happen again.

As soon as she stepped out, Ya Zi was waiting at the door.

"Miss, where are you going?"

Ya Zi smiled at her, his eyes clear and submissive: "I will go with you."

Mo Sangyu was about to nod when she suddenly remembered the last time Feng Xingyu was angry because she took Ya Zi out.

She promised that from then on, Ya Zi would only follow her secretly.

"No."

Without a second thought, Mo Sangyu replied, "From now on, when I go out, you can just follow me secretly."

After saying that, she quickly left.

Ya Zi stood there, watching her figure quickly disappear from his sight, and the smile on his face vanished as well.

He clenched his fist, then quickly relaxed it.

Without much hesitation, he immediately followed.

Mo Sangyu went to the garrison.

When Han Bing, the leader of the enforcement team, saw her, he quickly walked over to greet her.

"Madam, what brings you here? Are you here to see the city lord?"

At first, Han Chong looked down on Mo Sangyu, thinking that as a woman, she should just be a good wife and manage the inner courtyard, and should not interfere in military and political affairs.

Later, they learned from Mr. Gu and Yan Qing that their lady was no ordinary woman.

In fact, it was she who initially suggested the idea of ​​seizing Youdu City.

To this day, he still doesn't know how they managed to get Lord Chu to willingly give up Youdu City for free.

"Um."

Mo Sangyu responded and casually asked, "Is the city lord in the main tent?"

"exist."

Han Chong lowered his head instinctively and said respectfully, "This subordinate will take you there."

During this period, he and Han Xiao and Lu Jin seemed to be being valued as before, but in reality, he always felt that the city lord and Mr. Gu had other plans but were unwilling to tell them.

They've already taken the drug called "Loyalty," so how can we not trust them enough?

"lady."

During the tour, Han Chong couldn't help but want to find out from Mo Sangyu whether there were any other plans, but he kept it a secret and didn't want them to get involved.

"I've heard that Mr. Gu has been studying the surrounding powers and discussing some kind of plan lately. Is Madam aware of this?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Sangyu paused slightly as she walked towards the main tent. She raised her eyes, glanced at him, and immediately saw through his thoughts.

"Mr. Gu has his own plans. He will tell you when it's your turn."

After saying that, he continued walking forward without waiting for Han Chong to react.

Han Chong stayed where he was and did not follow any further.

He carefully considered the meaning behind Mo Sangyu's words.

The lady said that he would be told when the time was right... rather than, things that were supposed to be his knowledge...

If that's the case, then let's wait patiently.

Inside the camp.

Gu Jinzhi, Yan Qing, and Yuan Zhao were gathered around the sand table, arguing about the next troop deployment and route selection.

However, Feng Xingyu, who was sitting in the main seat, did not hear what they were saying at all.

The mask covered most of his face, his eyes were staring blankly at the corner of the table, and his thin lips were slightly upturned, as if he was savoring something.

"I suggest that it would be better to approach from the northern route."

"I think Nanying is better."

"Sir, what do you think?"

Yan Qing turned around and looked at Feng Xingyu in the main seat, only to find that he was actually lost in thought. He called him several times, but Feng Xingyu did not come back to his senses.

Several people looked at each other.

"What's wrong with you, sir? It's kind of scary."

"I don't know. What exactly did Granny Yu do last night?"

"He just sat there like a fool all morning, laughing like that...did you guys see that?"

"Could it be that it's possessed by an evil spirit?"

"Who's possessed?"

As soon as Mo Sangyu reached the entrance of the tent, she heard Yan Qing and the others discussing something inside.

She walked in, and Yan Qing hurriedly said, "Madam, you've come at the right time! Master seems to be possessed by an evil spirit, please take a look at him..."

Before he could finish speaking, he turned around and found that Feng Xingyu had returned to normal and was getting up and walking towards them.

The lady was all better as soon as she arrived, how amazing!