Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Mu Chenyin first withdrew his gaze and said coldly: "Okay, I agree to your request."

Xiao Wanfeng took out a pill and handed it to Mu Chenyin gently: "My subordinate just sent this over. Your Highness, try it. It's sweet! I don't know if Your Highness likes it?"

Fusheng was very sensitive to smells and was proficient in poison techniques. His expression suddenly changed, "Your Highness, don't eat it. It's a poisonous elixir that seals the inner power."

Mu Chenyin pinched the poison pill and did not eat it. She just looked at Xiao Wanfeng and said, "Are you taking revenge on this palace for destroying your internal strength? Or are you worried that after saving Feng Changhuan, this palace will massacre you in the Slaughter of Heaven Palace?"

Xiao Yefeng still smiled softly: "Wanfeng just doesn't want to be that short-lived ghost and make His Highness a widower. After all... Wanfeng still wants to be with His Highness for a long time. Your Highness eats it obediently. How about we go home together?"

If Ayin's inner strength is still there, how can he bully "revenge" back? After all, he is now defenseless.

But he was always thinking about how to press Ayin on the bed and take "revenge" a hundred times a thousand times!

Mu Chenyin snorted coldly and took the poisonous elixir regardless of Fusheng's obstruction. Almost the moment she took the elixir, her internal energy was sealed and she could no longer mobilize any internal energy.

Xiao Wanfeng had planned everything. As soon as she took the medicine, someone from the Slaughter of Heaven Palace came.

A black soft sedan floated from mid-air, carried by eight men in black.

The soft sedan slowly descended. The eight men ignored the guards who surrounded them, and respectfully saluted the two people who had just walked out of the house: "I see the palace lord, and the palace lord's wife."

The guards looked at each other, the palace...the palace master's wife? Do you mean...their highness?

After thinking about it, the guards' expressions changed. They felt that these people were simply too arrogant, even if they barged into the prince's mansion with such arrogance, they actually humiliated their highness like this.

Mu Chenyin glanced at the soft sedan, "Don't waste time, let's go!"

The corner of Xiao Wanfeng's lips curled up slightly, and almost half of his body was leaning on Mu Chenyin. He looked weak and covered his blood-stained chest and said, "I'm too seriously injured and can't walk. I need His Highness to support me." OK."

The eight men all looked shocked, almost thinking that their palace master had been transferred.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Mu Chenyin's lips, "Can't you walk? How about I carry you up?"

In front of everyone, she couldn't believe that this guy was so shameless and asked her to hold him as a woman.

Sure enough, Xiao Wanfeng's body froze slightly, and then he smiled slightly and said: "Your Highness is still too young, how can the evening wind be willing to crush your highness? Your highness can just support Wanfeng."

"Okay, I will help you right now."

Mu Chenyin took his arm and left. Rather than holding him, it was better to say he was dragging him. This merciless move made the blood in Xiao Wanfeng's chest flow more cheerfully, and his handsome face became even whiter. Like paper.

The eight people from the Slaughter of Heaven Palace gritted their teeth when they saw their palace master being so abused, and the anger in their eyes almost overflowed.

After getting on the sedan chair, Mu Chenyin casually threw Xiao Wanfeng to the side. Xiao Wanfeng grunted in pain, just in time to put pressure on the wound, and his eyesight turned black.

"I'm going to be a guest at the house of my male favorite for a few days, and I'll be back in a few days. Previously, all the affairs in the palace were left to Fusheng and Luwu to take care of."