Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

"His Highness lives here very comfortably. Unfortunately, I have lost a lot of weight because of His Highness's food and drinks every day."

Mu Chenyin glanced at the two waiters who fell to the ground at the door, and then looked at the man who walked into her room.

"What are you here for?"

Feng Yueran was not honest as soon as she entered the door. She fell into Mu Chenyin's arms lightly, put her hands around her neck, and sat on her lap. Her voice was charming and sultry, "Why, Your Highness has a new person and forgets the old one? Are you tired of Yue Ran?"

Mu Chenyin said in a cold voice: "Should the Thirteenth Prince roll off this palace by himself, or should the Queen come and drag you off in person?"

Feng Yueran was stunned for a moment, then whispered in her ear with a smile: "When did Your Highness discover Yue Ran's identity?"

Mu Chenyin grabbed his hand and pulled hard, "Get out..."

Feng Yueran was pulled so hard that she staggered and almost fell to the ground. She was forced to leave Mu Chenyin's arms, and even her wrists were pulled red.

He gently rubbed his red wrist, with a hint of resentment in his enchanting eyes, "Was His Highness also so rude when treating Xiao Wanfeng? Xiu Yueran still missed His Highness, and single-handedly came to the second niece's house Here, I want to save His Highness and leave."

Mu Chenyin said coldly: "You don't need to save me. I voluntarily stayed here to recuperate."

A dark look flashed in Feng Yueran's eyes, "Voluntary? Could it be that Your Highness really has fallen in love with my romantic second niece? Didn't Your Highness have a broken sleeve? When did you like women?"

Mu Chenyin frowned, "It has nothing to do with you!"

Feng Yueran couldn't help but have a trace of anger on her face, "Mu Chenyin, I am willing to put aside my pride as a prince and please you in every way. Can't you see this? Can't you be nice to me?"

Mu Chenyin said coldly: "This is your own business. I didn't let you please me."

Hearing this, Feng Yueran only felt that his heart was stabbed hard, and an unquenchable surge of anger surged in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, and after a long while, he sneered to himself, "You are right, it's me, Feng Yue. Ran is willing to be humble, but I can't blame you Mu Chenyin."

Mu Chenyin's eyes seemed to see everything, and he looked at Feng Yueran coldly, his voice was cold to the bone,

"Don't look like you were hurt by someone who betrayed your heart. Feng Yueran, you must know why you approached this palace in the first place. This palace is not a toy in your emotional game, let alone a waste that you can conquer and control, so , don’t waste your time on me for your boring games, because the results will never be what you want.”

Feng Yueran's heart suffocated slightly, and she avoided Mu Chenyin's cold eyes as if she was embarrassed.

At this time, he felt inexplicably agitated. Even he couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for the person in front of him.

There is no doubt that he wants Mu Chenyin, but is he really just trying to make her surrender at his feet? Is it really just to conquer the pleasure of success?

Is this really just a boring game? Or...are you already trapped in this game without realizing it?

Feng Yueran calmed down the emotion in her eyes slightly, "Your little boy favorite Xiao Wanfeng has already left for Feng Country. He will arrive in a few days. Is Your Highness happy?"

"There is no need to tell you whether I am happy or not."

The expression on Mu Chenyin's face did not change at all, and it did not fluctuate when she heard Xiao Weifeng's name, as if the other person was just talking about a stranger who had nothing to do with her.