Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Feng Changhuan was a little overwhelmed by the praise, and said with a proud face: "That's natural, I know a lot, and I also know that the mother has always wanted to climb into the bed of her father and concubine, but she failed every time. Treating herself like a resentful woman abandoned by her husband,

I also know that the Imperial Master has always been secretly in love with his father and concubine. He does not marry a husband at such an old age, just to protect his father and concubine. However, the father and concubine only regard her as his senior sister. The Imperial Master is destined to never get anything in his life. respond.

I also know that although Master always favors Brother Wanfeng, he really likes Brother Wanfeng in his heart.

And Brother Xifeng, even though he is usually clingy and gentle to Master, he is definitely unwilling to admit defeat in his heart. He might want to counterattack... against Master one day. "

Seeing Feng Qingyu's eyes looking at him become more and more deep and fiery, Feng Chang's beautiful face floated over like a red cloud.

"Third...Three Imperial Sisters..."

"Chang Huan knows so much..."

"I don't... don't understand much, it's just... just talking nonsense."

"So, does Chang Huan want to counterattack the Third Emperor Sister?"

"Counter...attack the Third Emperor Sister? No, no, no...no." They are not married yet, how can they act recklessly? Even if you really want to... do that, you have to get married before...

"No? Is Chang Huan saying that he can't do it?"

"Nonsense, how could I not be able to do it? No, I didn't mean that..."

"It doesn't matter if Chang Huan can't do it. Sister Sanhuang can..."

Feng Qingyu was blocked by Feng Changhuan before she could finish her next words.

The usually soft-spoken fourth emperor brother was now like an angry little beast, blushing and biting her lips constantly to prove that he was good at it.

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Feng Qingyu's eyes flashed with a smile, and Ren Feng Changhuan pushed her down, then calmly held his waist.

After an unknown amount of time, their lips finally separated. Their breaths were unstable. Feng Qingyu suppressed the rushing blood on her body and said in a hoarse voice in Feng Changhuan's ear:

"If we really wait for a year and a half, Sister Sanhuang will probably die."

Feng Changhuan recalled her frivolous behavior just now. Her beautiful face was so hot that she didn't dare to look into Feng Qingyu's eyes. She only said something with a shy face and a voice as quiet as a mosquito.

"You...if you want to, it's not impossible. According to the book, as long as...as long as two people live and cook, they have to get married as soon as possible, otherwise...otherwise there will be no one to raise the baby, and then...Mother Queen Even if you don’t want to, you have to get me married as soon as possible, why would you dare to wait another year and a half?”

Hearing this, Feng Qingyu couldn't laugh or cry. She rubbed his hair helplessly and said: "You are not allowed to read those messy books in the future. What kind of uncooked rice is cooked? What kind of baby has no one to raise it? Sister Sanhuang doesn't want to Let your young husband suffer such injustice, be good, Third Emperor Sister can bear it."

What she wanted was to marry him in a big sedan chair and to marry him openly. How could she take his body without knowing it and let him be criticized and wronged.

Wouldn't that make her feel so distressed?

Feng Changhuan's ears also turned red, "Then... then I will go and beg my father and concubine. The Queen Mother is just a paper tiger and has no deterrent power in front of my father and concubine. She will definitely listen to what my father and concubine say."

Feng Qingyu smiled fondly and said: "Okay, then whether the wife can bring her husband back as soon as possible depends on her long-term happiness."