Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Mu Chenyin, the Mu Chenyin who had been scratched and slapped by him,

How could that pervert and bitch who abused Brother Wanfeng and had special hobbies become An Ye, the master he respected like a god and cared about deeply?

Feng Changhuan's head was buzzing from the stimulation, and his voice trembled, "You...turn around right away!"

Mu Chenyin froze and laughed dryly, "Then... well, can I not turn around?"

The main reason is that she herself is not blind, and neither are others. Her face looks somewhat similar to that person's, and even Chang Huan, a face-blind person, has not noticed it even after living in the Ninth Prince's Mansion for so long.

However, she is now a man. Even if she is really seen, at most she will just think that the two of them look alike, so she shouldn't think that way, right? After all, there are so many people who look alike in the world.

"Can't……"

Hearing Mu Chenyin's familiar voice, Feng Changhuan's eyes turned red. He almost gritted his teeth and said these three words. He stared at the back of Mu Chenyin's head, wishing he could drill a hole in it.

A Yuan realized his mistake belatedly and shrank his neck. He...did he say the wrong thing just now?

Mu Chenyin knew that she couldn't hide it anymore, so she could only be honest and lenient: "Um...actually...this master...I really didn't lie to you on purpose. Don't be angry either. You see how magnanimous I am. You used to You called me a piece of shit, a pervert, slapped me in the face, and scratched my face, but I wasn’t even angry with you.”

Ye Chuchen: "..."

A Yuan: "..."

Seeing her admitting it, Feng Changhuan felt that the tall image of his master in his heart was instantly shattered. Under the heavy blow, he burst into tears, not to mention how pitiful he was, as if he had been cruelly abandoned. Poor thing.

This was the first time A Yuan saw His Highness the Fourth crying so miserably and heartbroken. He didn't know how to comfort him, "Your Highness the Fourth..."

"Chang Huan..." A hint of helplessness flashed in Ye Chuchen's eyes.

Zhizhi used its wings to cover its ears, but it could really cry. It could cry better than the young masters it had seen vying for favor in the backyard. If I had known it, it wouldn't have flown all the way back.

Mu Chenyin's eyes flashed with a hint of guilt, it was all because she pretended to be too similar to another personality before, almost pretending to be an immortal who could not eat the fireworks of the world.

A master who is like a fairy in his eyes, and a perverted bitch in his eyes.

Under the huge gap now, this little kid is probably going to be hit hard.

Afraid that the child would be hit too hard and unable to think about it, Mu Chenyin quickly turned around to comfort him because he couldn't care too much at this time.

"My good disciple... don't cry! I really didn't mean to lie to you."

At this time, her face was displayed in front of these people without any obstruction. A trace of surprise flashed in A Yuan's eyes, but soon, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Why does this face look so similar to...

A Yuan couldn't help but look at his master, but he saw that his master was frozen in place, looking in a daze at the ninth prince of Qi State, the master of their fourth highness.

A Yuan sighed inwardly, but he didn't think much about it. The master lost his daughter, the fifth princess of Feng Kingdom.

The person in front of him is a young boy, and he is also the ninth prince of the Qi Kingdom. His gender is different, not to mention that he has parents.

"Mu Chenyin, you are a big liar, wow..."

It was okay if Mu Chenyin didn't coax her, but when she did, Feng Changhuan cried even louder.

Fortunately, there is no Great Wall here, otherwise he would have cried.