Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Concubine Yu retreated from all the palace people, grabbed Mu Chenyin's shoulders with both hands, and asked eagerly: "Where did you get that half of the jade pendant? Qing'er is still alive, right? You caught him, what will happen to you, this traitor? What happened to him? Tell me! What did you do to him? Tell me!"

Facing the tingling sensation on her shoulders, Mu Chenyin looked calm and said, "What is Concubine Yu talking about? When did this palace arrest your Qing'er? Your Qing'er obviously changed her appearance voluntarily and left her as a pawn for this palace. A man's favorite,

By the way, didn't Concubine Yu send people to arrest him? Why do you still care about the appointment of someone in this palace? "

"You...what did you say? No...impossible. How could that male favorite be Qing'er? No, you must have lied to me. Yes, you must have lied to me."

Concubine Jade collapsed to the ground, her stunningly beautiful face was pale and bloodless, and her eyes were full of panic.

Regardless of whether she believed it or not, Mu Chenyin said, "Xiao Wanfeng, I wonder if Concubine Yu is still familiar with this name?"

"You... what do you mean?"

Xiao Wanfeng, this rebellious son's former male favorite, the one she once sent people to assassinate in the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

"Xiao Wanfeng, Xiao Xiao, is also Mu Yanqing."

After saying these words, Mu Chenyin turned around and left.

Concubine Yu shouted outside in panic: "Someone, come quickly..."

When Xiao Wanfeng was brought over, not a single scrap of skin was left on his body from the whip, and his brocade clothes were hung in tatters.

There were burns on his chest that had been burned by a branding iron, and he was dripping with blood as if he were a bloody man. He was just left on the cold ground, with blood still flowing out of his mouth.

Concubine Yu was so distressed that her heart was bleeding, but she tried her best to endure it and couldn't show it too much.

"You should step back first and stay outside. Don't allow anyone to come in. I will personally interrogate you."

"Yes..." The two guards who escorted Xiao Wanfeng over obeyed the order and retreated.

When there was no one else in the palace, Concubine Yu could no longer control her emotions on the verge of collapse. She rushed over and hugged Xiao Wanfeng into her arms, crying bitterly:

"Qing'er, I'm sorry. The Queen is wrong. The Queen didn't know it was you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry... The Queen always thought you were dead. The Queen really didn't know. The Queen..."

The corner of Xiao Wanfeng's mouth curled up with a hint of ridicule, "Mother? When you fed your father the poison with your own hands, did you ever think that you were still my mother?"

Concubine Yu cried and shook her head, "That's not the case, that's not the case, Qing'er. At that time, Mu Jinghan was self-respecting, and everything inside and outside the palace was under his control. They were replaced by his own people.

The Queen Mother was also forced to do so. He clearly promised that as long as I poison Brother Yun, your father, with my own hands, he would leave you a way to live. But he lied to me, he lied to me!

For more than ten years, the queen mother has endured the humiliation and forced herself to smile, all in order to one day avenge you and your father, and make Mu Jinghan pay a heavy price for what happened back then, and make his life worse than death! "

Xiao Wanfeng clenched his fingers, pushed Concubine Yu away with an extremely cold expression, and stood up unsteadily from the ground, "So, you vented all your dissatisfaction and anger on Ah Li?

I have beaten him and scolded him since he was a child, and I have never given him a good look. Have you forgotten? Is he your son too? What's wrong with him? "