Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Ye Chuchen applied the ointment to Mu Chenyin's injured neck, with undisguised distress in his eyes.

Seeing that Feng Yueran's eyes were red and full of tears, filled with pain and unwillingness, he understood something in an instant and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

The long sword fell to the ground and made a dull sound.

Feng Yueran looked at the queen who was protecting the calf, her eyes dull, "You have known this for a long time, right? I am the only fool who was kept in the dark and fell in love with my own niece..."

A hint of guilt flashed in the Queen's eyes, and her aura instantly weakened, "That... you already know? In fact, I just found out about it a few days ago, and I didn't mean to hide it from you."

If she had known that her "good nephew" was her precious daughter Jun Yue, and she had snuffed out the emperor's brother's feelings for Jun Yue when she knew they were there, how could it have turned into what it is now?

Unlike Mu Chenyin, the Queen still had great trust in her biological brother. If she had known earlier, she would not have hidden it from him.

Unfortunately, it was too late when she knew it, and her brother had already fallen into it.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Feng Yueran's mouth, "It's no longer important to talk about these things now. Congratulations to the emperor's sister and the emperor's brother-in-law for finding the daughter they miss so much. They don't have to endure the pain of separation of flesh and blood. I still have something to do, please leave first. !”

Seeing Feng Yueran's staggering figure, a trace of unbearable flashed in the eyes of the Queen and Ye Chuchen.

"Thirteen……"

Feng Yueran did not respond and kept walking out of the door. Then she stopped and suddenly looked at Yanshi outside the door and the man in black next to Yanshi.

Seeing the man in black gritting his teeth and glaring at him with a humiliating expression, his hands subconsciously pulling on the waistband of his pants. His expression and movements were exactly the same as those of the impostor who was almost raped by him. Feng Yueran's expression turned cold. His body flashed and he suddenly took action against An Yi.

Enemies were extremely jealous when they met each other. An Yi had been holding back a breath of anger for a long time. But when he saw Feng Yueran taking the lead in attacking him, An Yi couldn't bear it anymore, and the two of them started fighting outside the palace.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting!"

During the banquet, he kindly went up to break up the fight, but was punched by each of the two people. Because he was not prepared, he hit his left and right eyes, which instantly turned into panda eyes, making him jump in anger.

"An Yi, you're crazy. I kindly tried to break up the fight, but you dare to hit me?"

"roll……"

After Fengyue uttered a word in a cold voice, she attacked An Yi again.

An Yi didn't give up. When he thought about someone having an irreversible psychological shadow on him, the anger in his heart became higher and higher. He faced Feng Yueran's offensive and said coldly to the banquet. :

"Stop meddling in other people's business. This is a grudge between us that must be resolved today. Get out of the way and stay out of the way."

When he thought about everything that day and the nightmare he had had for so long, he didn't care that this person was His Highness's little uncle and the Queen's biological brother. He just wanted to knock the person to the ground, throw a few punches, and hit him hard. A bad breath.

During the banquet, he covered his eyes with the two pandas and laughed angrily, then immediately stepped aside to watch the show, "Okay, okay, you two, beat them hard and beat one to death. I am too lazy to meddle in other people's business."

He had already received two punches, and he would only come forward to fight again unless he was stupid. It was simply a good intention that was not rewarded.

He just stood here and watched them fight. Matters between men should be resolved with fists. Let's fight! Hit hard.