Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

By the time Feng Qiuyan came over surrounded by beauties, Mu Chenyin's Shiquan Dabu Decoction had already been stewed, and the mouth-watering aroma could be smelled from a distance.

A thud.

I didn’t know which beauty it was, so I couldn’t help but swallow.

Looking at the ginseng skins and ruined Ganoderma lucidum and Polygonum multiflorum chips on the ground, Fengqiuyan looked at the young man in white holding a spoon in the kitchen with cold eyes, and said through gritted teeth: "You... ,do what?"

Mu Chenyin filled a bowl of soup and took a sip: "I'm drinking soup! It tastes pretty good. Would you like to try it, Your Highness?"

Using only the essence of many medicinal materials, the stewed chicken soup is naturally delicious.

She is an injured person now, so she must give herself something delicious.

Feng Qiuyan laughed angrily, "Do you really think you are a guest?"

As a prisoner, you should have the consciousness of being a prisoner. Do you really think of yourself as an ancestor? Aren't you afraid that she would kill her in anger?

Mu Chenyin said while eating: "Didn't His Highness ask me to be a guest? Why, His Highness can't even afford chicken soup? Then why don't you just send me to the Fourth Prince's Mansion?"

Since you dare to "invite" her as a guest, you must be prepared to make the whole house restless.

Feng Qiuyan: "..."

Jiang Qianqiong pointed at Mu Chenyin and said angrily: "You...you dared to empty out all the medicinal materials collected by His Highness. You are so brave!"

Even he, a real husband, didn't have the guts to throw all these things away and throw them all over the ground. Could this vixen be crazy?

Mu Chenyin looked at Jiang Qianqiong and said nonchalantly: "I advise you to keep your voice down. I'm very timid. If I get scared by my husband, I'm afraid I'll have to stay in your house to recuperate for a year and a half." , when the time comes to defeat your Highness, don’t blame your Highness for not giving you the Moon Silver Flower."

"you……"

Jiang Qianqiong's face turned red with anger. She originally wanted to scold her, but because it was in front of Feng Qiuyan, she pretended to be weak and cried bitterly.

"Your Highness, look at him. He dares to do this in front of His Highness. If His Highness were not in the palace, he might still be able to bully Qiong'er, a real husband! Wuwuwu..."

The other Yingying Yanyan servants and female favorites said one after another: "Your Highness, this new brother is really arrogant and bullies the main husband's brother. Your Highness cannot favor him favorably..."

They had heard that yesterday, this little vixen who did not dare to show his face came back on a horse with His Highness. None of them had ever shared a horse with His Highness. A man appeared out of nowhere. The little vixen, why?

It was the first time for Mu Chenyin to see the husband and the concubine working together like this, and she was excited for a moment.

Seeing Mu Chenyin clearly looking like he was watching a show, Feng Qiuyan felt angry and said coldly: "Get out..."

Jiang Qianqiong's eyes flashed with pride, and she looked at Mu Chenyin with a hint of provocation.

There was a beautiful female favorite who glared at Mu Chenyin and said, "Did you hear that? Our Highness asked you to get out, why don't you get out quickly?"

Mu Chenyin was almost finished eating, so she put down the bowl in her hand, then slowly wiped the corners of her lips, and stepped up to leave.

However, before she could walk out of the kitchen, she heard Feng Qiuyan say angrily: "Stop! Who told you to leave?"

After saying that, Feng Qiuyan glanced at the beauties coldly, "Don't let me tell you a second time, get out..."