Chen Shi (7-9 AM).

In Fengyi Palace, Mu Feiyu had just achieved a complete victory over Feng Qingyun in the court, and he was still feeling a little smug. He gazed at the woman in red robes and a phoenix crown in front of him, his eyes filled with a deep smile. Especially when he thought that the Northern You Dynasty, which held an extremely high position in the Five Continents, was completely under his control, his excitement became even more pronounced.

Meng Yuan kept her face slightly lowered, her mind still preoccupied with other things. When she noticed the intense gaze directed at her, her pretty face flushed red, and she muttered to herself for a long while.

Slowly raising her head to meet his gaze, Meng Yuan shyly called out softly, "Cousin..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mu Feiyu rushed forward and gently wrapped her arms around Meng Yuan's waist to hug her tightly.

The sudden, tingling sensation made Meng Yuan's delicate body tremble involuntarily, and she screamed uncontrollably, "Cousin, don't do this, it won't be good if someone sees us."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Mu Feiyu's eyebrows curved into a wicked smile, exuding an arrogant and domineering air. "Now that this entire palace is in my hands, do you think I'm afraid I can't afford to take you?"

Meng Yuan's heart pounded wildly at his words. She frantically considered his bold and crazy proposal. They had been engaged for many years, but various reasons had prevented them from getting together, forcing them to postpone it until now. Today, she was getting what she had been longing for, and she would not refuse it for either reason or emotion.

Meng Yuan gave a soft "hmm," leaned forward sharply, and suddenly trembled, her whole body pressed against Mu Feiyu's embrace.

"Yuanyuan, this spring night is too short, let's rest first."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Feiyu had already reached his hands to the other woman's lower body. He picked up the woman in front of him, who was as warm and fragrant as jade, and quickened his pace to run towards the bed.

In front of Luochen Palace, Mu Beichen and Yu Qianqian walked beside Mu Qiye. As they stepped down the long steps, they saw the candlelight from Fengyi Palace shining obliquely through the windows, and two overlapping figures leaped down from mid-air like bees and butterflies in a frenzy.

Yu Qianqian suddenly stopped in her tracks, her pupils sparkling with intelligence. She quickly connected the dots and realized something incredible. She had heard long ago that the Empress and Mu Feiyu were childhood sweethearts and that their relationship was often ambiguous. She felt that there must be some truth to this. As long as she could hold the power of life and death in her hands, she would have no fear of losing.

A light mist hung in the air. A dark figure swept past in front of Fengyi Palace like a whirlwind, followed closely by the patrol team. Mu Beichen witnessed everything from a dark corner, his mind filled with mixed thoughts. He glanced at the figures but remained motionless in place.

Not long after, when no one was around, Yu Qianqian ran quickly through the mist and spotted the two men who were secretly spying on her. She flew over, patted Prince Jing on the shoulder, and exchanged a knowing smile with him.

"Does my husband want to see a good show?"

Mu Beichen paused slightly, looking back with a blank expression. He saw Yu Qianqian with her long eyelashes slightly upturned, her clear pupils sparkling, looking mysterious.

Peeking at him curiously, Yu Qianqian pondered for a moment, then smiled mischievously: "Adultery, male thief and female prostitute, very interesting..."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Beichen's eyes widened immediately. He stared at the other person, his entire body instantly frozen in place.

The two men, who were staring intently at Yu Qianqian with disdain, were no longer concerned about what was happening at Fengyi Palace. Instead, they were curious about how Yu Qianqian, as a woman, could speak such vulgar words so frankly.