Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

The queen's face turned black with anger, and a hint of bitterness flashed in Feng Qingyu's eyes.

Mu Chenyin looked at her young disciple with a "touched" look on her face, "Chang Huan, your heroic and fearless self-sacrifice spirit really touches my master."

Feng Changhuan thought she was finally willing to accept him, and felt slightly happy, "Master..."

Unfortunately, he was only pleasantly surprised for three seconds before Mu Chenyin's next words sent a chill down his spine. He looked at his celestial master with a horrified expression.

"There are many ways for my master to torture his male favorites, including castration, beheading, beheading, beheading, strangulation, grooming, cooking, skinning, torture, and chariot splitting. I have tried them all.

By the way, have you ever seen skinning? First, cut the little boy's spine with a knife, and then cut the skin on the little boy's back into two halves. Slowly use the knife to separate the skin and muscles, and tear them apart like a butterfly spreading its wings.

There are also car cracks, have you seen them? That is to put ropes around the head and limbs of the tortured little boy, and then pull the five fast horses in five directions, tearing the person alive into six pieces..."

In order to strive for realism, Mu Chenyin showed an excited and perverted smile on her face.

Ye Chuchen was still calm. Only his eyelashes trembled slightly. The Queen and Feng Qingyu got goosebumps when they heard it.

Although they knew that Mu Chenyin was most likely going to blackmail herself in order to cut off Feng Changhuan's thoughts, they still felt chills in their hearts after hearing this.

Feng Changhuan didn't dare to listen anymore, and finally couldn't help but said in a trembling voice: "Master... Master loves me so much, he should... shouldn't be so cruel to Chang Huan, right?"

Master treats him differently. Yes, Master loves him so much, so he would definitely not be willing to treat him like that.

A smile appeared on Mu Chenyin's face, and he looked meaningfully at Feng Changhuan's frightened little face, "You are my only disciple now. As long as you are my disciple for one day, I will give you all you have to be my disciple." I'll do my best for you,

Don’t worry, the teacher will only use those ten tortures on your little boy. Of course, if you insist on breaking the master-disciple relationship, the teacher will be very moved.

I will definitely "love" you just like I "love" other male favorites! It just so happens that my teacher has recently studied several new sets of criminal laws, and I haven’t found anyone to try them out yet! "

Feng Qingyu looked at Feng Changhuan nervously, fearing that he would fall in love with Master An Ye uncontrollably, and even so, she would not give up.

The Queen and Ye Chuchen were also a little worried, fearing that Mu Chenyin's powerful medicine was not strong enough and would still not be able to quell Feng Changhuan's thoughts.

Feng Changhuan was so frightened that his legs were weak. How could he dare to harbor unethical thoughts towards his master? The little thoughts in my heart have long been scared away, and I don't dare to think about it at all.

If she hadn't been worried about hurting her master's heart, she would have been trembling in the arms of her father and concubine.

He swallowed, trying to maintain the expression on his face, and quickly thought about how to refuse so as not to hurt his master too much.

"Master... Master, actually... I think our master-disciple relationship is quite good. Master... Master finally found a martial arts prodigy like me, who is also filial.

If this breaks the relationship, where can master find such a good disciple? I...I can still provide for Master in the future and be filial to Master like I would be filial to my father and concubine.

After all... before, the disciple was ignorant and mistook his admiration for the master for liking him. Now the disciple knows that he was wrong. He hopes that the master will not be as fussy as the disciple. "

He is not stupid. Since the master only treats his disciples well, why is he trying to be the male favorite?

After much deliberation, the master-disciple relationship is safer.