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

As the shouts of "Send her to the bridal chamber" rang out, the two newlyweds turned around and walked to the side hall, holding red ribbons in their hands.

She looked up at Hai Yanqing. He seemed fine and normal. No idea what he was grinning about.

He glanced at An Zhaoyan who was sitting in the seat, and their eyes met.

An Zhaoyan, who was dressed in casual clothes, had an idea and put away his arms and adjusted his sleeves.

Uh. Without time to think, she quickly turned around and looked at the Hai couple next to her.

Very good. Although the couple put on a fake smile, they didn't embarrass An Huanyan.

It was said that she was sent to the bridal chamber, but in fact she was sent to the princess's residence through the back door of Hai Mansion.

She took a deep breath and turned around.

At this moment, An Zhaoyan was looking at her slim back and admiring her.

It's rare to see her so serious, so earnest, and so well-behaved.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, outlining a faint smile, but when his eyes touched the hairpin on the back of her head, the smile instantly froze into icy cold.

His hands involuntarily clenched into fists, veins bulging as if they were about to break through the constraints of the skin.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes following her receding figure, an impulse welling up in his heart, wanting to rush forward and question her regardless of the consequences.

However, just as he was about to take a step, the guests gathered around him, holding wine glasses and saying all kinds of blessings and congratulations with happy faces.

He was forced to stop, and helplessly, he raised his glass and toasted everyone from a distance across the crowd. Then, several important officials in the court came forward to talk to him.

He stared at the chattering old men in front of him. Although he could hear every word they said clearly, he could no longer understand their meaning.

Therefore, he could only respond absentmindedly, pouring down glass after glass of liquor, and the annoyance in his heart became more and more intense.

Finally, he found a suitable excuse and hurried away.

He walked alone on the street, like a wandering soul.

Wu Ye fell beside him silently again.

"Speak!" he said coldly.

"Someone just came to the Hai family."

"Hai Yanze?"

"There are too many people, and I can't find any trace."

"Hmph. Doesn't this skill prove that it's him? You're trying to cover up your mistake!" He stood at the street corner, looking back at the bustling Hai Mansion, his chest feeling like it was about to explode.

"Your Majesty?" Wu Ye looked at him, feeling a little strange.

An Zhaoyan's face was extremely gloomy. He clenched his teeth and squeezed out four words: "Kill them all."

Wu Ye hesitated. He looked at An Zhaoyan with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"It's just a few steps, can't I walk back?" An Zhaoyan roared, his voice full of anger and determination.

Wu Ye was shocked by An Zhaoyan's expression and disappeared silently around the corner.

He held onto the wall and walked towards the princess's mansion step by step.

He wanted to ask her in person.

What does it mean.

What on earth could make her reject him and wear a hairpin given to her by someone else?

As soon as I arrived at Runxue Hall, it was brightly lit inside and many people were crowded on the railings and the roof, as if waiting for something.

Just as he was wondering, there was suddenly a loud noise. He subconsciously turned around and hid in the corner, ready to fight.

The next second, the light of the fireworks illuminated his face. The buildings beside him, the willow trees on the roadside, and the cheering people were all reflected in a colorful way.

He looked up in surprise, and saw fireworks blooming in the night sky, like gorgeous flowers, instantly lighting up the dark sky. The colorful colors intertwined together, like a dream.

Each firework was like a unique pattern. They bloomed in various shapes and colors, some like shooting stars across the sky, some like blooming chrysanthemums, and some like waterfalls. The sound of the fireworks was like thunder, as if it was a grand dialogue between the earth and the sky. Every explosion brought a shock, and the people of Youling City cheered.

In the princess's mansion, on the high Manyeng Terrace, the only large house had its windows open. An Huanyan had just had her veil lifted by Hai Yanqing, and before she had time to be shy, she was attracted by the sound of fireworks and ran to the window.

"Wow!! Look! It's Runxuetang setting off the fireworks! Such big ones! So beautiful!" She jumped excitedly while standing by the window.

Hai Yanqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she could only go over and hug him gently.

A huge smiling face bloomed in the night sky, and soon turned into stars and disappeared into the darkness.

"What kind of totem is this?" Hai Yanqing blinked, afraid of missing every brilliant flower.

"That's a smiling face!" An Huanyan turned around and pulled his cheek, "Smile!"

He chuckled.

"Hey. Look, you look much better when you smile." An Huanyan turned around contentedly and continued to look up at the fireworks.

Hai Yanqing silently raised the corners of his mouth and looked at her focused eyes. Colorful fireworks exploded in his eyes, and something in his heart was slowly melting.

Unable to hold back, he bent down and kissed her.

An Huanyan's body stiffened, and when she came to her senses, she found herself wrapped up, so she closed her eyes and started to enjoy it.

"Ahhh! The Princess and the Prince Consort!!!"

Song Yan was hiding in the corridor under Meng Mantai. When he looked up and saw An Huanyan and Hai Yanqing, he couldn't help but shout with excitement.

"Speak softly! What if someone hears you?" Tengxi quickly covered her mouth.

"A perfect match! They are a perfect match!" Song Yan suppressed his voice and kept sighing.

The last firework exploded, like a spark falling to the earth, like a dream. The firework was like the brightest pearl in the night sky, blooming with colorful light, poetic and picturesque, intoxicating. It was like a gorgeous flower, blooming in the air, with layers of petals, colorful and dazzling, and each petal shining with unique brilliance.

Every household in Youling City leaned their heads out, looked up at the sky, and sighed at the gorgeous fireworks.

"I have never seen such beautiful fireworks. So many patterns, so many colors, and each one is huge. Shocking, so shocking!" Song Yan looked up at the already dark night sky, reluctant to look down.

"Then you stay here. I'm going to go and help Miss Jiang take off her hair." Teng Xi chuckled and left.

On the stage, all the windows were tightly closed.

Tengxi took two steps at a time and quickly came to Jiang Xingkuo's room.

"Tengxi, you're here! Hurry! Help me take off my hair bun, it's too heavy! My neck is going to break!" Jiang Xingkuo was facing the mirror, wiping off the rouge and powder on his face bit by bit.

Teng Xi responded, but lit a candle beside her. "Miss, I'll light it up so you can see more clearly."

"Yeah." Jiang Xingkuo finished removing her makeup and was about to adjust the hairpins on her head.

"Let me do it. It will hurt you if your hair is pulled out." Tengxi hurried over and held her hand.