Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Hua Luo's heart became angry, and her attacks became more ruthless, "Looking for death!"

The man in black was obviously not a vegetarian, and the two of them were fighting hard to separate each other.

Mu Chenyin folded her hands on her chest and leaned in front of a stall. She was watching the excitement and said calmly: "There is only one of me, so I can't cut it in half, right? Otherwise, if any of you wins, I will follow you." Who goes and how?”

The four men in the dark palace fell down, and their expressions were all cracked.

Why does the master's words sound so wrong? It's like... it's like the troubled beauty is being snatched away by two parties. Whoever wins will go with him.

At this moment, the situation reversed, and the two groups actually started fighting.

The four people in the dark palace looked at each other, and then silently withdrew from the battle circle to protect their master.

The four of them were thinking about taking their master away quietly, but suddenly a large number of guards appeared in front of them, and the entire street was surrounded.

Then, the guards automatically divided into two groups and took the initiative to make way.

With the sound of horses trampling, a beautiful woman with a golden crown on her head gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

The woman's clear voice seemed to penetrate the space and fell coldly, "Who dares to be arrogant under the emperor's feet? Come on, take them all down!"

"I obey the orders of His Highness the Second Highness!" After saying this, the guards rushed towards the two groups of men in black.

Although the leader of the men in black and Hua Luo did not take these guards seriously, they obviously did not want to antagonize the court, so they could only grit their teeth and retreat, looking for another opportunity.

"Retreat first..."

As for Mu Chenyin, people on both sides are not worried at all. After all, she is also the master of the fourth prince. As long as she tells him about the fourth prince, the second prince will not let him go.

Besides, how can the Lord of the Dark Palace be so easy to catch? If they were easy to catch, they wouldn't have brought so many people with them.

Mu Chenyin couldn't help but sneered when she saw the two groups of people running away cleanly, "Qingtian Bairi is blatantly carrying out kidnappings in the capital. He is either mentally ill or crazy."

Seeing that the guards had no intention of besieging them, they just separated out a group to chase the people from the Slaughter of Heaven Palace and the group of men in black. One of the men whispered to Mu Chenyin: "Master, this is Feng Qiuyan, the second princess of the Feng Kingdom. , should we leave first?”

The second princess of the Feng Kingdom is bohemian, romantic, and has a face that attracts bees and butterflies. Like the third princess, Feng Qingyu, she is deeply loved by the men of the Feng Kingdom.

As for the eldest princess Feng Qilian, although she is a direct descendant, she has a gloomy and ruthless personality and is not as popular with men as these two princesses.

Mu Chenyin looked at Feng Qiuyan, the second princess who had already rode up to her.

Feng Qiuyan looked at the four subordinates next to Mu Chenyin, and then looked at Mu Chenyin. She smiled softly and affectionately with her peach blossom eyes. If the young man opposite her was really a young boy who didn't know much about the world, he might really be seduced by her. Lost the soul.

"What is the relationship between the young master and An Ye, the lord of the dark palace?"

An Ye, the Lord of the Dark Palace, Mu Chenyin, the ninth prince of the Qi Kingdom, and Feng Junyue, the fifth princess of the Feng Kingdom.

My good sister! There are quite a few identities.

Mu Chenyin smiled slightly, and then said two words slowly, "Guess."

For the first time in her past life, she became wary of someone.

This man seems gentle and affectionate, but there is always a feeling of cat playing with mouse deep in his eyes, which makes people unhappy.

Feng Qiuyan chuckled, looking her up and down with evil eyes, and said frivolously, "She has a good figure, could she be the bed-warmer who was raised in the dark night?"