"Hehehe, silly, of course, I had Master fix it up anew; otherwise, I wouldn’t feel at ease with your current body," he said affectionately, looking at the little person in his arms and smiling with a pleasant curve at the corner of his mouth.

"You’re just sweet-talking," she snuggled into her dear husband’s embrace, inhaling the familiar fragrance from his body and quietly enjoying a moment of peace.

As noon had just arrived, the carriage stopped in a small town, and Dugu Chen carried the person in his arms into the best inn in town. After Feng Xuxu had washed up, the food downstairs was ready.

After eating, the couple left the inn, walking side by side and hand in hand through the small town.

"Husband, I want to eat that," Feng Xuxu said, eyeing the roasted peanuts being sold on the street.

Dugu Chen bought her a packet, and watched his wife eat with a sweet face, his own face breaking into a happy smile.

The next day, before dawn, the carriage set off towards another destination.

On and off they went, and on the fifth day, when they hadn’t yet reached the next town, a heavy rain began to fall, so the carriage had to turn into a village to take refuge in a farmer’s house.

"Miss, I’ve asked the landlady for some ginger and made some ginger tea. Drink some to ward off the chill," Zhu Lengqing said, bringing in a steaming bowl of ginger tea.

"Hmm, what about the Prince?" she asked, sipping gingerly from the bowl. She had been carried from the carriage and had avoided the rain; it was Dugu Chen who had been caught in it, and she was worried about his health.

Zhu Lengqing pursed her lips and smiled faintly, "The Prince’s portion has been set aside, just waiting for after he freshens up to bring it over."

After hearing this, Feng Xuxu blushed and continued to drink the ginger tea with her head down.

It wasn’t yet You Time, but the sky had already darkened, and Feng Xuxu felt restless. Her eyelids kept twitching, and she frequently glanced outside the window until she saw that silhouette, which settled her heart.

No sooner had Dugu Chen opened the door than Feng Xuxu pounced on him, hugging him tightly.

"My wife, let go, I have a strong chill on me." Although he enjoyed his wife’s warmth, he was concerned that the coolness from his body might invade hers.

At that moment, a group of people in conical bamboo hats and black face cloths were ambushed in the woods outside the village. At a glance, there were no fewer than a hundred of them, and the leader was actually the Demon Lord. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Tonight, we must take Dugu Chen’s head at any cost," the Demon Lord said with shining eyes. He had carefully selected each of them, each capable of taking on ten opponents.

Dugu Mo had been silently watching the movements of Prince Mei Residence, and when they left the Capital City, he followed them out. However, he had no opportunity until today, when it rained, which finally presented a chance. As he hid in this forest, he unexpectedly discovered that another group was laying an ambush there.

The people from Demon Palace were on lookout when they saw five figures approaching. They shouted loudly, "Who goes there?"

Upon hearing the call, the rest of the group quickly grasped their weapons and appeared, surrounding Dugu Mo and his four companions.

The Demon Lord strolled over leisurely and stared intently at the leader of the five, suddenly smiling, "Who would have thought the renowned Dugu Mo would have ended up like this. Tsk, tsk, what a pity for that handsome face."

Instead of getting angry, he smiled, looking disdainfully at the Demon Lord with raised eyebrows, "At least this face of mine can see the light of day, unlike someone who can’t even see the sunshine."

"Is that so? It seems I’ll have to ensure that your eyes are shut forever, so you’ll never see the light of day again," he said, his eyes darkening and his cold lips curving into a sinister smile.