Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Mu Chenyin said calmly: "You are overthinking. I just don't want to eat unclean food. Wash it a few times before bringing it over."

Feng Qiuyan's face darkened. The holy fruit was taken out from her arms, so Ayin was dissing her in disguise?

In anger, Feng Qiuyan directly pinched Mu Chenyin's chin, forced her to open her mouth, crushed the holy fruit into pieces and threw it in.

Seeing Mu Chenyin being forced to swallow and shooting a murderous cold look at her, Feng Qiuyan clapped her hands, her mood suddenly improved a lot, and she chuckled.

"It turns out that Ayin likes this palace to use force on you."

Mu Chenyin didn't bother to talk to her anymore. She closed her eyes and carefully accepted the extra memories in her mind.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

A guard reported outside the kitchen door: "Your Highness, the fourth prince is here, and he is yelling at us to hand over his master, otherwise...or he will burn down our second prince's house."

Mu Chenyin slowly opened her eyes. The moment she heard Chang Huan's arrival, the coldness in her body finally dissipated.

Feng Qiuyan clearly felt the changes in Mu Chenyin. After dismissing the guards outside the door, she sneered,

"The fourth emperor brother is really affectionate and loyal to A Yin. He was rejected by A Yin yesterday and ran away in tears. Today, he eagerly comes up to her. This is really despicable."

It was obviously a scoundrel that even the biological mother didn't want, so the old fool like the Queen Mother just wanted to keep it as a treasure.

Mu Chenyin had always treasured this apprentice and treated him as a relative. He was one of the few warmths she had. Feng Qiuyan's "mean" words directly angered her.

"Fengqiu Yan!"

A hint of gloom flashed in Feng Qiuyan's eyes, and silent anger surged in her heart. She put the mask she had just taken off back on Mu Chenyin's face, and turned around coldly to leave.

He could be so fond of an outsider who was not related by blood, but he was so cruel to her, the imperial sister who was related by blood.

Mu Chenyin, Feng Junyue, Ayin, should I say that you have no intention or that you have intention?

I have shown my heart to you and made you my confidant, but how have you treated me?

When Feng Qiuyan came to the front yard, he saw Feng Changhuan shouting there, and the servants stood aside to persuade him.

"Your Royal Highness, your master is really not here. Why don't you go to the hall and sit down first? Our Highness will be out in a moment."

"It's impossible. This palace has long heard that it was the Second Emperor's sister who kidnapped my master yesterday."

At this time, Feng Changhuan was worried and annoyed, and at the same time he fell into deep self-blame. He knew clearly that the master could not use his inner strength, yet he ran away out of temper yesterday, causing the master to fall into the hands of the second emperor sister.

The second emperor sister is a womanizer, and she changes men faster than she changes clothes. The master is so good-looking, and if he falls into the hands of the lustful second emperor sister, isn't it impossible to protect his innocence?

When he thought of this, Feng Changhuan felt panicked and anxious. His face turned white and he was about to rush in with his sword in hand.

"What is the fourth emperor brother doing with his sword? Could it be that he wants to kill your second emperor sister?"

Seeing Feng Qiuyan finally come out, Feng Changhuan glared at her fiercely, "Where is my master? Where did you hide my master?"

"Your master?" Feng Qiuyan's lips curled up evilly, "The fourth emperor brother is talking about the sultry and beautiful Young Master An Ye? The taste of Young Master An Ye is not bad, and this palace is planning to take him in." He is the seventeenth chamber servant of our palace, warming our bed and giving birth to the child! What, the fourth emperor brother is here to congratulate me?"