Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Feng Changhuan was furious, but there was nothing he could do about this piece of shit like Mu Chenyin.

But he was a little unwilling to let brother Wanfeng become this bitch's male favorite and be humiliated and bitched by Mu Chenyin.

Mu Chenyin had lunch passed around, a new window was replaced, and the debris and wood chips on the ground were cleared.

Seeing that Feng Changhuan was still here, Mu Chenyin couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and said: "Is there anything else, Fourth Prince? Please go out if you have nothing to do. We still need to cultivate a relationship with our male favorite. The Fourth Prince, a man who has not yet left the court, is afraid that if he stays here, It’s a little inconvenient.”

Feng Changhuan stamped his foot angrily, "Bah! Do you think I am willing to stay here?"

After saying that, he ran away angrily with a red face, not even wanting the sword stuck in the wall.

Mu Chenyin glanced at the sword on the wall, and Fusheng stepped forward to pull it out. When he reached the door, he paused slightly and said, "Your Highness, please don't forget Xiao Wanfeng's identity."

Mu Chenyin was silent for a while, and a faint light flashed in his black eyes.

Xiao Wanfeng looked at Fusheng's leaving figure and suddenly said: "His Highness's secret guard likes His Highness."

Mu Chenyin was stunned for a moment, then said with a half-smile, "Why, Wanfeng is jealous?"

Xiao Wanfeng, who was on the bed, raised his head and looked directly at Mu Chenyin, his deep eyes seeming to penetrate into her heart, "In the past, in Lanchen Palace, a guard delivering food once told Wanfeng that Fusheng liked Ah Li very much, and Wanfeng was His Highness’s male favorite.”

What the guard meant was nothing more than to say that Fu Sheng liked Ah Li and asked him not to destroy her. He reminded him to do his duty as His Highness's male favorite and not to have any affair with Ah Li.

If His Highness the Province pursues the case, both he and Ah Li will die.

Mu Chenyin's eyes flashed, pretending that she didn't understand the deep meaning of his words, "So, you want to say that Fusheng likes me, but also likes Ali?"

Those guards seemed to be too idle. They even dared to eat her "melon" and even made random arrangements.

Xiao Wanfeng squeezed the corner of the quilt tightly, not knowing whether he was more nervous or more expectant, he said:

"Wanfeng feels that he has a good eye for seeing people. A man like Fusheng is not half-hearted. So, His Highness, do you think there is another possibility? For example: Fusheng has always liked His Highness from beginning to end?"

Mu Chenyin said in surprise: "You mean, Fusheng likes me but doesn't like Ah Li?"

Xiao Wanfeng knew that she deliberately interrupted and stopped beating around the bush, so he took a deep breath and smiled: "Is there a possibility that Jiu Li is His Highness, and Your Highness is Jiu Li?"

Even he thought it was ridiculous, but he still couldn't help but get suspicious again and again.

Mu Chenyin sneered and said, "Is it possible that Wanfeng was bullied so badly by this palace that it caused hysteria?"

Xiao Wanfeng lowered his eyes slightly and chuckled, "Maybe! Your Highness must be careful after provoking a hysterical man."

Mu Chenyin was right when he said something. They are the same people, the same cold-blooded and ruthless people, who have no regard for human relations and are disgusted with the world. Their hearts are both black and cold, and they are both equally evil.

He wanted to imprison and tie Mu Chenyin, toy with and trample her wantonly, just like Mu Chenyin bullied him last night, bullying him back a hundred times, a thousand times, and a thousand times.

He wanted Mu Chenyin to cry and beg for mercy under him, no longer as cold and dignified as before.

He wanted to drag Mu Chenyin from the high clouds into hell and sink with him.