"My lord, the person is currently changing clothes and will soon be taken to the secret chamber," a black-clad Hidden Guard knelt on the ground, waiting for his master to speak.

Upon hearing this, Dugu Mo faintly pursed his lips, revealing a slight smile on his face, which made his already handsome face even more bewitching.

"Hmm, very good," he rarely didn’t emit the usual murderous aura.

"My lord, Lady Feng she... Uh," as soon as the Hidden Guard mentioned Lady Feng, a gust from Dugu Mo swept him towards the wall. He let out a muffled grunt, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, but then crawled up and knelt back in his original position.

"So fond of climbing into bed, then send her to the Brothel." His thin lips parted slightly, and with a single sentence, he sealed the fate of Feng Dongzhi.

"Yes, my lord," the guard responded and flew out of the room.

Dugu Mo curled his lips up in a smile, his eyes twinkling with laughter as he looked up at the sky outside, eagerly anticipating the arrival of night. He was preoccupied with the thoughts of the woman on the marriage bed in the secret chamber, dressed in the wedding attire he had personally selected for her. He fantasized how her voluptuous and graceful figure would look in it, imagining her enchanting elegance.

The thought alone started to make him restless, his blood surging with excitement.

There came a knock on the door from outside, and a voice penetrated the room, breaking Dugu Mo’s reverie.

"My lord, the Crown Prince and Dugu Chen have arrived." Personal guard Ya Feng reported before standing guard outside the door.

His eyes were initially hazy but flashed a chilling light upon hearing of the Crown Prince and Dugu Chen’s arrival. The upheaval in his heart was like a turbulent sea, veins popping on his hand, then he closed his eyes to calm himself. When he opened them again, he had reverted to his usual gentle and unassuming demeanor.

Creak, the door opened, and in the sunlight, Dugu Mo in his festive robe looked even more handsome than usual. His sword-like eyebrows were dark and thick, and long eyelashes framed his narrow, enticing peach blossom eyes.

Stepping out of the house, he looked toward the sun and revealed a shallow smile. One couldn’t tell if it was because of the joy of his impending marriage or because Feng Xuxu was soon to become his.

"Let’s go, meet the Crown Prince," he said, shaking his wide sleeves and striding toward the front courtyard.

"Cousin, did you find her or not?" Fo Conghui stretched her neck, her wide eyes scanning every corner of the yard, leaving no spot unchecked.

Xiao Jiazhen also frequently furrowed her brows as she looked around uncertainly. She glanced at Jueqing, who was talking with some nobles, and then turned to her cousin, saying, "Could it be that our future sister-in-law hasn’t come?"

"Impossible. I heard from father that Dugu Mo specially sent a wedding gift for my sister-in-law-to-be," she pouted, disagreeing with her cousin Xiao Jiazhen’s words.

"If uncle said so, then it must be true. Let’s continue searching," Xiao Jiazhen suggested, pulling her cousin Fo Conghui as they headed towards the back courtyard.

As they had just turned past the front courtyard garden, Fo Conghui, with her sharp eyes, saw Dugu Mo coming from the back courtyard. Releasing her cousin’s hand, she dashed towards Dugu Mo.

"Prince Mo, have you seen my future sister-in-law, Feng Xuxu?" she asked, filled with doubt.

When Dugu Mo, interrupted on his way, saw that it was Zhennan King’s much-favored second daughter, and upon hearing her inquiry about Feng Xuxu, his eyebrows raised slightly. He replied with a shallow smile, "Commandery Princess, you might want to ask the butler at the gate of the residence. How would I know if Miss Feng has arrived or not?" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"You... Uh," she started to say.

Turning her head, she saw her cousin tugging at her sleeve with a displeased expression on her small face, sternly looking at her. Realizing she had asked the wrong question, she stuck out her tongue and obediently stood behind her cousin, still looking unhappily at Prince Mo.

Xiao Jiazhen stepped forward, hands crossed over her lower abdomen, and bowed respectfully, "Greetings, Prince Mo. Please forgive my cousin’s blunt words. It was out of urgency that she inconvenienced you."