Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

In the past, they always thought that the palace master was the one who was suppressed. They went from disbelief to heartache to forced acceptance. God knows what kind of psychological torture they experienced during that time.

Unexpectedly, there is no way out, and it turns out that the Ninth Prince is stunted.

When they first heard about this, his and Shen Yang's hearts were like dead trees blooming, so happy! That excitement! That relieves your anger! I can’t wait to set up a table to celebrate.

The Ninth Prince's area must have been cured. Even if it does grow to the size of a thumb, it will probably be a useless decoration.

Of course, he would definitely not say this. He had to leave some hope and save some face for the Ninth Prince, right? Hahaha……

Before Hua Luo could finish her joy, she saw her palace master saying with a cold face: "Didn't you say that the prescription is fine? Then why does Ali have a nosebleed?"

Hua Luo's heart skipped a beat and she said urgently: "Nosebleed? Impossible, right? That prescription was left by my grandfather, so there is absolutely no problem. Could it be that the palace master did not give Jiu the dosage according to the dosage written on the prescription? Did the prince eat too much?"

Xiao Wanfeng looked at his unreliable subordinate coldly. If his eyes could kill, he would have killed him thousands of times.

"Do you think I'm illiterate? Or do you think I'm mentally retarded? Can't even figure out the dosage?"

Although he did not stew the "tiger whip soup" personally, he personally supervised the stew.

Every step is done according to the recipe, and there is absolutely no chance of making mistakes.

Hua Luo was sweating coldly at the murderous gaze of her palace master. Even Shen Yang looked at him with suspicion, as if he suspected that there was something wrong with his prescription and was deliberately taking revenge on the Ninth Prince.

Hua Luo wiped the cold sweat off her head and shouted in her heart that she was wronged. After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a reason, "Well...could it be that the Ninth Prince was unworthy of compensation? Otherwise...the Palace Master would take that Can you reduce the dosage written in the prescription by half... and give it to the Ninth Prince to try?"

Xiao Wanfeng looked at Hualuo with cold eyes. The temperature inside was almost freezing him into ice.

"If Ali gets another nosebleed or something else goes wrong, you know the consequences."

There were gusts of cold wind in the air, and Hua Luo couldn't help but shiver, with a dogged smile on her face, "Don't worry, Palace Master, I promise you won't make any mistakes this time."

How could the Ninth Prince be so weak that he couldn't even take a tonic soup?

She usually looks quite intimidating and makes people afraid to provoke her, but she didn't expect to be so weak on the inside.

If the dose is reduced by half, even the weakest man should not have any problems if he drinks it.

Although he had the assurance from his subordinates, Xiao Wanfeng was still a little worried.

Today, Ah Li drank too much and was exhausted. Obviously, he could not drink anymore. Starting tomorrow, he would personally help Ah Li try the "soup". After he drank it and there was no problem, he would let Ah Li drink it.

At this time, Mu Chenyin had already soaked in the cold water. She didn't even take off her clothes, she just soaked in it completely. A handkerchief was stuffed in both nostrils to stop the bleeding.

While she was soaking, she gritted her teeth and cursed a certain culprit.

I thought that after this incident, Xiao Wanfeng would realize his mistake and stop.

But she didn't expect that on the next day, she was force-fed half a bowl of "tiger whip soup", which made all the servants in the house think that she was not good enough and needed to rely on this stuff to regain her glory at such a young age.