Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

"Wanfeng will never hate Mu Chenyin, and will never..."

Xiao Wanfeng suddenly hugged her into his arms, sealed her lips with a burning kiss, and swallowed up all her breath.

It was also at this time that Xiao Wanfeng finally understood how the injury on Mu Chenyin's forehead came from that day.

That's right, besides those two people, who else dares to take action against the current Ninth Prince?

Before meeting Mu Chenyin, Xiao Wanfeng hated him in his heart. He hated Mu Jinghan, the shameless traitor, and the woman who poisoned his father, the current Concubine Yu.

But now, Mu Chenyin told him that the woman he had hated for more than ten years did everything just because she loved him and that he had misunderstood her.

He didn't even know what attitude to use to face that woman.

And Mu Chenyin, he... doesn't hate Mu Chenyin now. Even if Mu Chenyin bullies him like this, he doesn't really have any murderous intention towards him. Instead, he feels happy towards him unknowingly.

After hearing that he had been abused by that woman for so many years, it was the first time that he felt heartbroken.

What he had for his half-brother... was just an unspeakable secret desire and control. He just wanted to make him his favorite and "revenge" him severely.

Regardless of whether he is Ah Li or not, he just wants to keep him close to him, so that he can never get rid of him, so that he has nothing else to think about except him.

Mu Chenyin slapped Xiao Wanfeng away with her palm, and then looked down at the man who fell to the ground, vomiting blood. Her eyes were blood-eating cold, and her voice was soul-eating and bone-gnawing.

"This palace does not need anyone's sympathy, especially you, Mu, Yan, Qing."

Sixteen years ago, Mu Jinghan killed his brother to seize the throne. The late emperor Mu Jingyun passed away, and his 16-year-old prince Mu Yanqing also fell off a cliff while fleeing.

Mu Yanqing is Xiao Wanfeng, and Xiao Wanfeng is the former prince Mu Yanqing.

Xiao Wanfeng gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up. He chuckled and said, "Ayin is really cruel. Even if he doesn't think about our brotherhood, he still cares about me. Do you really not feel the slightest bit of distress when your male pet serves you and hurts me like this?"

Mu Chenyin looked at this man coldly, with an icy cold light in his eyes: "What if I say that I only want happiness and relief in my heart?"

Not to mention that the two of them didn't have any blood brotherhood at all. Even if they did, she wouldn't feel sorry for him at all.

Unlike Li'er, she couldn't be merciful to him.

A dark light flashed in Xiao Wanfeng's eyes, "So, you want my body just to vent your resentment, just... for revenge?"

"if not?"

Those three fluttering words, with a touch of ruthlessness and indifference, made Xiao Wanfeng's expression change, and a cluster of flames burned in his gloomy eyes.

Suddenly, he began to take off his clothes. As he took off his clothes, he said in a cold voice: "His Highness was angry today and must be in a very bad mood. Since the night breeze is just a tool for His Highness to vent, then His Highness can just vent and enjoy it. Don't worry, Night Breeze Never resist."

Mu Chenyin: "I was whipped just now!"

"It was because His Highness was whipped that Wanfeng was considerate and allowed His Highness to vent his anger. Moreover, based on His Highness's martial arts skills, a mere hundred lashes would not affect His Highness's performance in bed."

While talking, Xiao Wanfeng took off only his underwear. He walked up to Mu Chenyin coldly and said, "Wanfeng will help His Highness change his clothes."