Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Hua Luo and Shen Yang drew out their swords and guarded Xiao Wanfeng.

Just as they were at war with each other, a cold voice came from the room.

"Fu Sheng, let him in."

Fusheng's eyes flashed, and he knew that if they continued to make trouble, everyone might know that His Highness inside was fake, so he backed away.

However, he was still a little worried. After Xiao Wanfeng and the envoys went in, he followed them.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the room. Seeing Xiao Wanfeng come in, Lu Wu put down the "leftover" decoction in his hand, bowed to Xiao Wanfeng, and then stepped aside.

"Mu Chenyin" leaned on the bedside, her cold and peerless face looking a little pale due to illness.

Xiao Wanfeng's fingertips were tightly inserted into the palm of his hand, "Ali..."

"Mu Chenyin": "..."

Ali? Who is Ali? Could it be Young Master Wanfeng's nickname for His Highness? Why didn't Lord Fusheng tell him in advance? It made him almost unable to turn around.

"Mu Chenyin" looked at Xiao Wanfeng with a cold expression, "Xiao Wanfeng? How dare you come back? Aren't you afraid that this palace will kill you?"

Seeing that Mu Chenyin suddenly became cold towards him, Xiao Wanfeng just thought that she was sick again and had changed into another consciousness.

He walked to the bed and reached out to touch "Mu Chenyin's" forehead, "Why did you suddenly become ill? But what did Master do to you?"

"Mu Chenyin" subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, and said in a cold voice: "How presumptuous! Who allowed you to touch this palace?"

Oh my god, this scared him to death. This was His Highness's male favorite. He didn't dare to have any physical contact with His Highness's male favorite.

Xiao Wanfeng's raised hand froze in mid-air, and even the expression on his face changed. His fingers clenched slightly, and then slowly retracted them.

"Mu Chenyin"'s tone was as cold as a knife: "As you have seen, I am tired now. If you want to rest, please go out!"

Lu Wu curtsied in the direction of the bed and withdrew.

Fu Sheng stepped forward at the right time and said in a cold voice: "Our Highness wants to rest, please ask Mr. Wanfeng to go out."

Xiao Wanfeng didn't bother much and left coldly without even looking back at "Mu Chenyin".

It wasn't until she left the Ninth Prince's Mansion that Hua Luo couldn't help but said: "Palace Master, don't worry too much. Isn't there a saying that good people don't live long, and harm will last for thousands of years? Mu... His Highness's body must be fine. Maybe I just caught a slight cold and will be fine after just staying in bed for a few days..."

What he didn't dare to say was that the pervert surnamed Mu was so cold-blooded and ruthless that he wouldn't recognize anyone when he lifted his pants, and it was in vain that their palace master came all the way to see him.

It didn't matter if he wasn't moved, he actually kicked their palace owner out.

Xiao Wanfeng said calmly: "The one inside is not Ah Li, it's fake."

"What?" Hua Luo and Shen Yang looked surprised.

Hua Luo: "Does the Palace Master want to go back and ask the Imperial Master?"

Shen Yang stared at Hua Luo speechlessly. He was really not afraid of opponents who were like gods, but teammates who were like pigs. Finally, the bastard surnamed Mu was lost by the National Master. This pig teammate actually said such a thing.

What's going on? Does he still want to help the palace master find Mu Chenyin again? Why bring it back? Continue to bully their palace master and ask them to give birth to a baby for that bastard?

After receiving this glare, Hua Luo's mind finally came to her senses, and her intestines were filled with regret: "..."

He... he seemed to have said the wrong thing just now! !

Can he take back what he just said?