I'm in trouble again! My best friend, the princess in the group, please save me!

Outside the gate of Ghost City, there were suddenly many more guards.

The guards questioned everyone entering the city one by one, and everyone in the queue was whispering.

"Why are you suddenly blocking people today?"

"I don't know! But they didn't stop you from coming in, it's just a little troublesome."

"I heard that the princess is getting married, and people from all over the world are coming to congratulate her. I guess they are trying to prevent thieves from taking advantage of the situation!"

Several people who were secretly following in the alley walked away silently.

"What? Starting today, people entering the city will be strictly checked?!" Hai Wuya stood up in shock.

"Have our people come in?"

"Just when I was about to sneak into the city, they suddenly started checking me. I didn't have time to check. Master, did that person find out..."

There was a fierce light flashing in Hai Wuya's turbid eyes.

"Investigate thoroughly! Find out who leaked the news. Give orders to our people to stop immediately! Everyone should break up into small groups and ambush outside the city. Wait for the opportunity and wait for my order!"

"Yes!" The servant with the knife hurried away.

Hai Wuya sat at the desk with an extremely gloomy face. His eyes stared straight ahead, as if he was lost in deep thought.

At this moment, his right hand kept tapping on the table, making a crisp and rhythmic sound. Each tap seemed to represent the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart.

Suddenly, a delicate white hand reached out from behind him like a ghost, gently slid over his shoulder, and then slowly reached into his chest.

Hai Wuya did not react immediately, seemingly unaware of this sudden action.

"Master, why are you so worried? Do you want to let Chuchu come and help you relieve your worries..." A gentle and sweet voice came from the owner of the hand - Wei Chuchu.

There was a hint of concern in her words, but also a hint of teasing and temptation.

Wei Chuchu's other hand began to wander over Hai Wuya's body, her movements were gentle and skillful, as if she was playing a beautiful piece of music. Her fingers gently brushed Hai Wuya's neck and cheeks, and finally stopped on his lips.

Hai Wuya's breathing became rapid, and his white beard also rose and fell. He tried to suppress his emotions, but his body reacted involuntarily.

Suddenly, he held Wei Chuchu's hand tightly and said viciously: "Don't stretch your hand too far! I've given you enough!"

Wei Chuchu felt a pain, but still smiled tenderly and replied: "How long Chuchu's hands are, don't you know? What you gave me is not enough, Chuchu still wants..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Chuchu suddenly reached down with her other hand. Hai Wuya couldn't help but shudder, and his whole body became hot and uncomfortable. He immediately turned over and pressed her down.

He pinched her chin and said, "You just want it all day long! What a devil!"

Wei Chuchu grabbed his neck, brought him closer, and whispered like a ghost: "It's because you are so strong that you can afford it..."

Hai Wuya grinned, and the wrinkles on his face deepened.

"You're torturing me like this before your legs are even healed!"

The servants outside the house consciously closed the doors and windows for them.

One of the servants whispered secretly, "Why are you here again?"

"It's like this every day. You'll just get used to it." Another person shook his head.

"This master is so powerful at such an old age?"

"If it weren't for the Madam's strict supervision, the master would have at least this number of offspring!" As he said this, the man made the gesture of eight with his hands.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Another person shook his head.

There is no such thing as true love in this world. There is only family and responsibility.

Hai Yanqing's mother said so.

"Father still respects you, mother." Hai Yanqing comforted her.

"It's respect. That's all I can do." She smiled sadly.

Hai Yanqing also fell silent.

"Mother, will my brother come back on the day of my wedding?" Hai Yanqing suddenly asked.

Mrs. Wen shook her head. "I don't know either. Your father didn't tell me where he is. Ze'er loves you very much and will definitely meet you."

"Mother, after I get married, I will move into the princess's residence. You must take good care of yourself in the future... Don't let that woman make you sick."

After hearing this, Mrs. Wen smiled coldly. "What ability does she have to make any waves? She is just using some despicable means that are not worthy of being shown on the stage! How long can you get by using your beauty to please others? If I kill her, my hands will be dirty!"

Hai Yanqing nodded helplessly.

Mrs. Wen hesitated again and again before admonishing, "After you go there, you must remember what your mother said. That girl... you'd better not take it seriously, otherwise you will end up hurting yourself."

Hai Yanqing did not speak again, but silently buried his face deep in the shadows, as if he wanted to hide all his emotions and thoughts, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

Seeing this, Mrs. Wen became more and more anxious. She couldn't help but poke Hai Yanqing's arm gently again, trying to get his attention.

After a long while, Hai Yanqing nodded slightly as if waking up from a dream, indicating that he understood.

However, he then made an excuse and hurriedly left the room.

Mrs. Wen sighed helplessly, her eyes full of worry: "Alas, this child..."

In the princess's mansion, An Huanyan was trying on her wedding dress when suddenly Song Yan came to her with a strange look on her face and told her that a distinguished guest had come to visit.

"Who?" An Huanyan put away her clothes.

"You'll know if you go and take a look." Song Yan said mysteriously.

"Damn girl..."

An Huanyan walked through the corridors and saw a graceful woman standing in the hall from afar.

The further I walked, the more familiar it looked.

This figure, this back, this temperament.

An Huanyan was furious and played tricks on me again!

So he shouted at the back: "Jiang Xingkuo! What are you doing with this plane again!"

The man was obviously stunned, turned around, and said with a smile: "I am Yuehan, but what is a plane? A bird?"

An Huanyan was stunned for a moment. She explained awkwardly, "How is your Majesty, Concubine De? I'm sorry I made a mistake just now. You two look very similar."

"I understand. You're not the first one to say that." De Fei understood, "Since you've left the palace, you should just call me Yue Han!"

An Huanyan asked curiously: "Who? Who else said that?"

De Fei obviously didn't want to answer, and only said: "Why, Sister Huanyan didn't even ask me why I left the palace?"

An Huanyan reacted and quickly explained, "Please come in."

"No need." Defei held her back, "I specifically asked His Majesty for permission to leave the palace, and I just wanted to go to Runxue Hall to enjoy a feast."

"That's it?" An Huanyan tilted her head, expressing her incomprehension.

"That's it." She pulled An Huanyan over and went out together.

It’s as warm as spring inside Runxuetang, and even the desserts are made into warm and sweet winter-only versions.

Customers came to the store in an endless stream.

Jiang Xingkuo, who was busy at Runxue Hall, was surprised to see them coming and quickly opened a private room for them to go in.

"Why do you come during A Yan's wedding? You can even have a drink at the wedding." Jiang Xingkuo served her a bowl of the store's signature sweet soup.

"Alas, you know, His Majesty will definitely come that day. When he comes, the Queen will follow. So it's not convenient for me to come." Defei sighed softly, stirring the soup bowl with the spoon in her hand. Her eyes were a little lost, but then she regained her composure. She gently scooped up a spoonful of hot soup, carefully brought it to her mouth, and tasted it slowly. The warm soup slid down her throat, making her face bloom with a happy smile.

An Huanyan, who was standing by, saw Concubine De's expression and was moved. She gently reminded her, "The Queen is pregnant, so she shouldn't go out."

De Fei nodded, put down the spoon, and said with a smile: "Yes, but I heard that the queen's pregnancy is very stable and she is more than capable of managing the harem. I'd better not run into her. I have brought all the gifts. Here."

Concubine De gently took out a crescent-shaped jade pendant from her arms and carefully handed it to An Huanyan.