Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Feng Changhuan stared blankly at Mu Chenyin, who seemed to have changed into a different person. In his mind, he couldn't help but think of his master's figure in white clothes and silver face. He was so beautiful that he was unparalleled in the city, as well as the words his master once said.

My disciple, who among you dares to touch him?

The two sentences were so similar that he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

One of the guards boldly raised his hand and said in a trembling voice: "Jiu... Your Highness Jiu, I have no intention of harming this young master, but please cooperate with me so that I can return to the palace smoothly."

They didn't want to be resented by this moody living King of Hell, but they really had no choice, after all, it was hard to violate the sacred order.

Mu Chenyin said coldly: "Fusheng, keep an eye on Chang Huan, there are still ninety-seven lashes left, continue the execution..."

"Mu Chenyin..." Feng Changhuan wanted to step forward, but Fusheng reached out to stop him.

"Mr. Changhuan, this is the imperial edict. None of us... can stop it. Disobeying the imperial edict will harm His Highness."

Seeing the execution guard whipping Mu Chenyin hard again, Feng Changhuan could only turn around and leave in anger, running to Xiao Wanfeng's place.

"You said Mu Chenyin was whipped in public?" Xiao Wanfeng's hand holding the tea cup tightened slightly.

Feng Changhuan nodded, "That's right! Anyone with a weaker body might have been whipped to death on the spot. The execution guard didn't hold back at all. After these hundred whips, I'm afraid the skin and flesh would be torn apart. Qi Guo The emperor is really cruel, even his own son is willing to deal such a heavy blow."

"However, there is a saying that is right. God's way is reincarnation. Who will God spare? Mu Chenyin treated Brother Wanfeng like that before, so being beaten this time can be considered his retribution!"

Feng Changhuan's expression was a little complicated. He had a headache at the time, so he stepped forward to stop him. Moreover, he actually felt that Mu Chenyin's perverted figure looked a bit like his master.

Seeing Mu Chenyin silently being beaten like that, he felt a little distressed for no reason, which was simply strange.

Xiao Wanfeng stood up suddenly and paused when he saw the chains tied to his feet and the bed, "Chang Huan, chop down the bed!"

"Ah? Oh, okay, brother Wanfeng, please wait a moment, right away." Feng Changhuan had long disliked the chain and the bed. Now with Xiao Wanfeng's support, he was instantly full of motivation. The bed was chopped to pieces on the spot.

At this time, the execution had been completed in the front yard, and the palace guards had returned to the palace.

Lu Wu's eyes were swollen from crying, "Your Highness, please help me..."

"I come……"

Before Lu Wu and Fu Sheng could step forward, Xiao Wanfeng had already taken a step ahead of them and picked up Mu Chenyin.

Feng Changhuan ran over behind Xiao Wanfeng. When he saw Mu Chenyin's back was stained red with blood, like a bloody person fished out of a blood vat, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Xiao Wanfeng? Let me come down here." Seeing it was Xiao Wanfeng, a cold light flashed in Mu Chenyin's eyes.

But it was only a hundred lashes, and she, Mu Chenyin, was not so fragile that she needed to be held by others, not to mention, this person was Xiao Wanfeng.

Xiao Wanfeng looked down at the stunning young man in his arms and uttered two words, "Don't let go."

The cold light in Mu Chenyin's eyes seemed to freeze the air, "Xiao Wanfeng, are you looking for death?"

"Master Wanfeng, please put down His Highness." Fusheng stood in front of Xiao Wanfeng with a cold face.

Lu Wu also looked nervous and said: "My servant still has to help His Highness apply the medicine. Mr. Wanfeng should leave His Highness to my servant!"