Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

"Yes."

The uninformed guards in the palace twitched their lips and thought that His Highness was accompanying his male favorite back home.

Today, Young Master Chang Huan was arrested, and His Highness's male favorite, Young Master Wan Feng, was assassinated and was left with only half life. He was afraid that Young Master Wan Feng would not dare to live here anymore, so he asked His Highness to go back to his "natal home" to take refuge.

Fu Sheng, the only one who knew, looked very ugly, and at the same time, he was also deeply worried.

The soft sedan was lifted up and flew into the air. The black gauze around the soft sedan also fluttered gently with the wind, vaguely revealing the two stunning faces inside.

Just like a painting, it was so beautiful and ethereal that the people below were stunned for a moment.

Xiao Wanfeng resisted fainting and smiled weakly: "Your Highness, Wanfeng is a little sleepy. Can you lend me your legs?"

Mu Chenyin found the most comfortable position, lying on her side, supporting her head with one hand, casually took the pear blossom cake beside her, took a bite and said:

"What are you thinking about? It's good that I didn't break your neck, but you still want to use my legs as a pillow? Just sleep when you are sleepy, be good, you can have everything in your dreams."

"Your Highness... you are so ruthless!" Xiao Wanfeng chuckled. He had been holding back, but now he could no longer hold on and finally fainted.

Mu Chenyin kicked his leg, "Hey! Get up, don't pretend to be dead, I'm thirsty, please give me a cup of tea."

Xiao Wanfeng remained motionless, but one of his subordinates couldn't see it and said angrily: "Our palace master has fainted, do you still have any sympathy?"

Mu Chenyin saw that Xiao Wanfeng was really fainted and was not pretending, so she stopped kicking him and said to the subordinate who spoke: "Carry your sedan carefully, and if you talk more, when your palace master wakes up, this palace will Let him cut out your tongue and feed it to the dogs.”

"you……"

The subordinate's expression changed and he immediately shut up. The other seven also dared to be angry and dare not speak.

The Ninth Prince was moody and ruthless, and the rumors were indeed true.

After an unknown amount of time, the soft sedan finally landed slowly on the ground.

All the people from the Slaughter of Heaven Palace had been waiting here for a long time. When they saw the sedan descending, they immediately knelt down and shouted, their voices deafening.

"My subordinates respectfully welcome the palace master back to the palace."

But at this moment, an inappropriate voice came lazily from the sedan.

"You've fainted, and you're still saying hello? Can he hear you, or can he respond to you?"

The eight men carrying the sedan chair gritted their teeth angrily. Why did this man have an open mouth? A dignified prince with a vulgar speech. Is this... really the cold and ruthless Ninth Prince rumored to be? Apart from being ruthless, they are not similar at all.

Mu Chenyin slowly got off the sedan, "Find someone to wake up your palace master."

Everyone in the Slaughter of Heaven Palace looked at the stunning young man in front of them with stunned expressions.

Where did this young man come from? What's the relationship with the palace lord? Why are you in the palace lord's sedan chair?

Wait, what did this stunning young man say just now? Fainted? The palace owner fainted? Could it be that the palace owner was injured? However, the palace master's martial arts is so high, how is this possible?

"Palace Master..."

Two men flew up not far away, they were Hua Luo and Shen Yang, the envoys of the Slaughter of Heaven Palace.

There was also a middle-aged woman who came with her. Although the woman was reserved, Mu Chenyin could tell at a glance that the woman was a hidden peerless master.

The middle-aged woman didn't care much and lifted up the veil of the soft sedan. When she saw Xiao Wanfeng lying inside with blood on his chest, her face changed and she immediately felt his pulse.

Hua Luo and Shen Yang looked angry, and almost without thinking, they put their swords on Mu Chenyin's neck.

"Mu Chenyin, even if you imprison our palace master, you actually dare to hurt him like this?"