Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Xiao Wanfeng actually didn't believe Mu Chenyin's words. He felt a strange feeling in his heart, and he didn't believe that someone could be so compassionate.

Could it be that...Ali can't do it? Is that why you gave him that kind of medicine a few times before? Are you afraid that he will find out?

If this is the case, could it be due to other reasons that his butt hurt before? For example: Like just now, were you slapped by Ali?

In order not to damage Mu Chenyin's self-esteem as a man, Xiao Wanfeng did not expose someone's unspeakable secrets, but said softly:

"Brother Wanfeng likes Ali's overflowing compassion. I hope Ali will continue to be compassionate towards brother Wanfeng in the future."

Seeing the uncontrollable curve on Xiao Wanfeng's lips, Mu Chenyin couldn't help but feel angry. She was so angry that she slapped him twice more.

"You talk too much, shut up!"

The two bodies are like an indivisible whole, tightly fitting together.

Throughout the night, Mu Chenyin was almost exhausted. Every time she wanted to be lazy, Xiao Wanfeng would shake the cloth off her hand and threaten her by turning against the guests.

.........

"Hey! That male favorite in front of you, stop here!"

Hearing the voice from behind, Xiao Wanfeng stopped and turned around, "Is something wrong, Your Highness?"

"What, if nothing happens, I can't call you?"

Feng Changhuan snorted coldly and patted his shoulder casually, but unexpectedly it was empty. Then he remembered that Zhizhi had left him in Feng Kingdom to accompany the Third Emperor Sister to relieve his boredom.

So, he put down his hand with some discomfort, then raised his head with disdain and said:

"Xiao Xiao, right? I still advise you to be wise, pack your bags and get out quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

At first he thought this vixen was a bit pitiful, but he didn't expect that he would take advantage of Brother Wanfeng's absence and hook his master to stay in his room every night.

If his father and concubine had not asked A Yuan to stop him in the past two days, he would have rushed in, pulled out the vixen and beat him violently.

Xiao Wanfeng smiled and said: "What kind of rude way does the Fourth Highness want to treat Xiao Xiao? Kill Xiao Xiao? Or beat Xiao Xiao? If the Fourth Highness really hurts Xiao Xiao, how will he explain to my Highness? You know, my Highness But I like Xiao Xiao more than anyone else."

Feng Changhuan felt angry when he saw that this male favorite seemed to have changed and dared to threaten him.

"You are so proud. Do you really think His Highness Ninth Prince likes you? His Highness Ninth Prince is just using you as a substitute for Brother Fengfeng. If you didn't have the word "Xiao" in your name, do you think His Highness Ninth Prince would look at you more?

Your Highness Ninth Prince’s favorite is always Brother Wanfeng. Brother Wanfeng is better looking than you, has a nobler status than you, and even has better martial arts skills than you, a weakling like you.

Let me tell you, if you are sensible, just get out of here. For the sake of your helplessness, I can give you some banknotes so that you can spend the rest of your life safely.

If you don't know how to look, this palace will...just...find someone to draw a bunch of nude pictures of you and post them all over the streets to see if you still want to be shameless? "

Xiao Wanfeng was not anxious at all, as if he was not the one who was threatened with nude pictures. He said in a slow tone: "Your Highness, the Fourth Highness, likes me very much?"

Feng Changhuan was so frightened that he jumped three feet high, as if Beauty Xiao Xiao was trying to harm him, and said in a high voice: "Stop talking nonsense, I have nothing but admiration for Master... and for His Highness Ninth Prince. I already have someone I like. You can’t frame this palace with nonsense.”

Speaking of the person he liked, a blush flashed across Feng Changhuan's face.