Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

When he heard that there was an assassin, Feng Changhuan was not afraid, but his eyes lit up.

Could it be that... the master knew that he was being bullied and came to save him?

boom……

At this moment, the window in the house was kicked open from the outside, and a masked man fell in from the outside.

"Master Changhuan, follow your subordinates quickly."

Feng Changhuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly drew out his long sword and pointed it at the opponent, saying coldly: "You are not sent by Master. Who are you?"

People in the Angong will have a bright red Flower of the Other Side embroidered on their sleeves, which is bloodthirsty and coquettish. Although this person also has a Flower of the Other Side on his sleeve, the stitching is slightly different from that of the Angong. If you are an outsider, you really can’t see it. come out.

Zhizhi stood on Feng Changhuan's shoulder, all his feathers tensed up, and he looked at the person with a defensive expression.

The masked man smiled and said, "Your Highness, the Fourth Prince, is alert, but... it's too late."

A fragrance suddenly entered his nose, and Feng Changhuan's expression changed. By the time he realized something was wrong and wanted to hold his breath, it was already too late. He fell limply to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

Zhizhi screamed and fluttered his wings and left from the window.

The masked man didn't pay much attention to the bird. He caught Feng Changhuan's fallen body and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I'm just using His Highness today and won't hurt His Highness in the slightest."

"Let go of Young Master Chang Huan." The guard outside the door broke in, and the masked man quickly flew away from the window with Feng Chang Huan.

The guards wanted to give chase, but were stopped by the remaining masked men, and the two sides struggled again.

At this time, where Xiao Wanfeng was, there were also corpses of assassins. Xiao Wanfeng had been hit by a sword in the chest. His beautiful cheeks were pale and bloodless, like a flower that was about to wither. It looked delicate and pitiful, which made One cannot help but pity.

"Your Highness, it hurts..."

Mu Chenyin was carefully bandaging his wound. When he heard this, he suddenly said angrily: "I never saw you shouting about pain when you were whipped before. Why are you shouting now? Bear with the pain for now, it will be fine in a while. ".

Fusheng couldn't stand it any longer, "Your Highness, what should we do with the bodies of these assassins?"

There are many familiar faces among these assassins. He can recognize them. How could His Highness not recognize them?

How would Concubine Yu feel if she knew that the male favorite she wanted to kill was the good son she longed for?

Mu Chenyin paused slightly while bandaging the wound, and her expression became much lighter, "Take care of everything."

"It's not good, it's not good, Chang Huan has been arrested, the young master has been arrested, please help me, please help me."

Mu Chenyin stood up suddenly and grabbed the bird that flew in with one hand, "What did you say?"

Zhizhi repeated in fright, "Chang Huan has been arrested, the young master has been arrested, please help me, please help me!"

Mu Chenyin turned around and was about to leave, but Xiao Wanfeng grabbed her wrist, "Ayin, my chest hurts. Am I going to die?"

Although Mu Chenyin was worried about his apprentice's safety, he didn't have the heart to throw him away and avoid aggravating his injuries. "It didn't hurt his vitals and he won't die. Let go first."

Not only did Xiao Wanfeng not let go, but he also clasped his fingers with hers and said softly: "But, I really want Ah Yin to accompany me! Can Ah Yin stay with me?"

Mu Chenyin frowned, "Feng Changhuan has always regarded you as his elder brother. Don't you two have a very good relationship? He was arrested, aren't you worried?"