Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Xiao Wanfeng raised his eyebrows and spoke with a hint of provocation, "Why, your highness is afraid? Afraid of dying on Wanfeng's bed? Is your highness so unsure of yourself?"

Mu Chenyin's cold gaze fell on his face, "I just don't have confidence in Master Wanfeng. With his current weak body, I'm afraid that Master Wanfeng will die in less than a night."

Xiao Wanfeng was not annoyed, and a charming smile appeared on his red lips, "Your Highness, are you reluctant to let Wanfeng die?"

Mu Chenyin did not deny it, but simply said: "Young Master Wanfeng's face does have the qualifications to be the male favorite of this palace."

Xiao Wanfeng said with a smile: "So, His Highness has changed his mind. Instead of sending Wan Feng to the Guanlou, he wants to keep Wan Feng as His Highness's male favorite?"

"It's not easy to be the male favorite of this palace. I hope Mr. Wanfeng can live a longer life and not be like the previous male favorites who ruined the happiness of this palace without any effort."

Mu Chenyin's fingers fell on the wound on his chest again. As her fingertips pressed gently, bright red blood flowed out and dripped on the bed sheets, like blooming red plums.

Xiao Wanfeng's face became paler and paler, and his long hair that looked like splashes of ink was completely wet with cold sweat. He bit his lip reluctantly,

"Your Highness... don't worry, Wanfeng will definitely live a long life as Your Highness wishes, and will definitely not die before Your Highness."

Mu Chenyin retracted her hand calmly, and casually found a handkerchief to wipe away the blood on it, "That's good, there are 108 sets of torture instruments in this palace waiting for Young Master Wanfeng to try! If Young Master Wanfeng dies, this palace will also Very disappointed.”

Xiao Wanfeng's body froze slightly, and a hint of haze flashed through his slightly lowered eyes.

Mu Chenyin! ! What a pervert! !

When Mu Chenyin left, it was already dark.

Because his limbs were chained, Xiao Wanfeng couldn't get up even if he wanted to. When he felt some strong physiological needs in his body, the expression on his face instantly turned cloudy.

After holding back for a moment, he finally couldn't help shouting to the door: "Come here, Ben... I need to go to the toilet."

A guard outside the door replied sternly: "His Royal Highness said before leaving that no one can unchain Mr. Wanfeng. Moreover, the key is with His Highness. Mr. Wanfeng, please forgive me for my inability to do anything."

Xiao Wanfeng clenched his fists, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, "Call Mu Chenyin over and tell him that I want to see him."

With a trace of embarrassment in his tone, the guard replied again: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wanfeng, no one is allowed to disturb His Highness when he goes to bed. Anyone who disobeys the order will be severely punished. This is the rule of Lanchen Palace, I..."

Xiao Wanfeng closed his eyes hard, Mu Chenyin did it on purpose.

He would actually use this method to humiliate him?

After enduring it for half an hour, Xiao Wanfeng's forehead was already covered with dense beads of sweat.

Just when he could hardly hold on, there was finally movement outside the door.

"Stop, who are you?"

"You don't care who I am, now, this is the token given by His Highness, why don't you open the door quickly? What, you want to disobey?"

"No... I don't dare. Girl, please come in."

Then, the door was opened, and a girl covered in white veil walked in and walked straight to the bed.

After seeing the beautiful man on the bed covered in injuries, a hint of guilt flashed in the girl's eyes.

"Master Wanfeng, are you...are you okay?"

Xiao Wanfeng: "..."

Does he look like he's fine?