Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

In her previous life, Ayin killed her for a mere man. Now that she is reborn, how should she take revenge on her, a good sister?

Suddenly there was a cold touch on the neck, and a dagger exuding cold light was pressed against Feng Qiuyan's neck, "Has anyone told the Second Highness that if you know too much, you will be silenced easily?"

Feng Qiuyan looked at the cold-faced "young man" and raised his eyebrows slightly, "You can't use your inner strength now. Do you think you can kill me? Or do you think you can still leave alive after killing me? ?”

The aura on Mu Chenyin's body changed in an instant, bloodthirsty and cold, and she sent the dagger forward without hesitation.

Although Feng Qiuyan avoided it, there was still a cut on his neck. It was not deep, but there was a little blood oozing out.

"Brother Ayin, you are really cruel!"

Although Mu Chenyin could not use his internal strength, his skills were still there, and the two of them started fighting in the kitchen.

Crackling! The entire kitchen was ruined and a mess.

Feng Qiuyan, however, was like a cat teasing a mouse, not using all his strength. Finally, Xu had enough fun and tapped Mu Chenyin's acupuncture point directly.

Feng Qiuyan gently wiped away the blood from the corner of Mu Chenyin's mouth, stared into her eyes as cold as a cold pool, and spoke in a cold tone,

"Look, it caused internal injuries again, didn't it? She also got sick. Ayin is really disobedient. Do we have to imitate the way you imprisoned Xiao Wanfeng and lock you up with iron chains before you will behave?"

Hearing the sentence "I'm still sick", Mu Chenyin narrowed his eyes slightly, "How do you know this?"

Feng Qiuyan did not answer, but just took out something from his body: "Look at the first gift I gave you, do you like it?"

Mu Chenyin looked at the grape-sized fruit and his eyes flashed slightly, "Miao nationality's holy fruit?"

At first, she sent someone to look for this thing, but later she learned that it had been stolen many years ago by the high priest of the Miao tribe who had been expelled from the tribe.

This is one of the most precious treasures of the Miao people. Over the years, the Miao people have never given up on finding the sacred fruit.

There are unofficial records that it was because the Qing Emperor ate the holy fruit that he was able to connect with another consciousness in his body and communicate with his memories.

Mu Chenyin didn't believe that the person in front of him would be so kind, so he said coldly: "Why do you want to give the holy fruit to this palace? What do you want? Tell me your conditions."

"condition?"

Feng Qiuyan reached out and took off the mask on Mu Chenyin's face, revealing the other party's stunning face. A dark light appeared in her eyes, and she slowly leaned over and whispered in her ear:

"There are no conditions. This palace is willing to give it to Ayin. Is Ayin happy?"

Mu Chenyin sensitively felt the suppressed hatred and anger in the other party, and she said coldly: "You hate me? But I have never seen you before."

Hearing this, Feng Qiuyan laughed, "Yes! You have never seen this palace before."

But in your previous life, you killed me without hesitation.

The friendship of drinking and talking, the love of flesh and blood, but in the end it is ridiculous that it is not worth a man.

Ayin, Ayin, in this life, you must not blame this palace. You owe this to this palace.

After laughing, Feng Qiuyan handed the holy fruit to Mu Chenyin's lips and said coldly: "Eat it."

Mu Chenyin glanced at her and pursed her lips without moving.

Feng Qiuyan sneered coldly, his words full of sarcasm, "Why are you afraid that this palace will poison this holy fruit? Now you are just a prisoner. If I want to kill you, I can kill you at any time, so why waste the poison?" "