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

"Okay. Thank you for your help then." Jiang Xingkuo put down his hand, looked at himself in the mirror with tired eyes, and couldn't help yawning.

"The girl is sleepy." Tengxi said as he worked.

"Yeah. I felt sleepy as soon as I sat down. Maybe it's because I haven't slept well in recent days because I was busy with A Yan's wedding." Her eyelids became heavier and her blinking became slower and slower.

"Thanks to the young lady's help, she has been keeping an eye on the servants, so nothing went wrong. The princess and her husband were also fascinated by the fireworks that the young lady set off!"

Tengxi praised her vigorously. She tried hard to cheer herself up, but could only smile perfunctorily. She couldn't help herself, so she fell directly on the dressing table and fell asleep.

"Girl? Girl?"

Tengxi shook her.

Not moving.

"Girl, go to bed." She poked Jiang Xingkuo again.

Jiang Xingkuo was sleeping soundly and still did not respond at all.

"Come in." Tengxi opened the door and a man and a woman walked in.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Nanjing. Greetings to Concubine De." Teng Xi simply bowed.

"No gift."

"No need to be so formal. Let's get ready."

An Yuyan carefully carried Jiang Xingkuo to the bed, fearing that he would wake her up. He stared at Jiang Xingkuo's sleeping face quietly, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it, his eyes full of tenderness and affection.

"Is it your style to take advantage of others' misfortunes?"

When Concubine De spoke, An Yuyan's smile froze slightly, but soon returned to normal.

He gently withdrew his hand and said calmly, "I just stole it."

"Why don't you take her away openly? She may not be willing to stay." Defei said as she watched Tengxi take off Jiang Xingkuo's coat on the bed.

"Sure." An Yuyan looked at her and nodded slightly.

Defei retracted her gaze and put on the coat that Tengxi handed over neatly. "How is it?"

An Yuyan narrowed her eyes and looked carefully from top to bottom. "It's very lifelike."

"Just consider it as a compliment." Defei sat down and let Tengxi mess with her hair, saying without turning her head.

Outside the princess's mansion, servants were cleaning up the aftermath of the banquet.

An Zhaoyan thought about it and walked to the side door, stood up from the ground, and flipped over the high wall.

He randomly grabbed a servant and asked Jiang Xingkuo where he lived.

Seeing his extraordinary demeanor, the servant thought he was a distinguished guest and pointed to the yard next to him.

He quickened his pace and came to the gate of the courtyard. He originally wanted to climb in, but after thinking it over, he decided to knock on the door.

Tengxi opened the door and saw that the person coming was An Zhaoyan. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"No need to be polite."

Tengxi stood up and looked back with an unnatural expression.

"Where is she?" An Zhaoyan asked.

"Your Majesty, are you talking about the princess? The princess and her husband are dreaming about their wedding night right now..."

An Zhaoyan was startled and said awkwardly, "Then let's not bother them. Where's Jiang Xingkuo?"

Tengxi's eyes flickered, and he said timidly: "The girl...the girl...the girl has gone to bed!"

An Zhaoyan sensed something was wrong and looked over her shoulder into the yard, where a slim woman was sitting with her legs crossed, talking and laughing with someone.

He frowned, looking annoyed, "Asleep? You said she slept?"

He took two steps forward, but Tengxi knelt down and moved in front of him, saying desperately: "The girl has gone to bed, please come back tomorrow, Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

An Zhaoyan was so angry that he laughed. He kicked Teng Xi away and was about to rush in, but he saw the figure standing up from afar, holding the hand of the person opposite, and hugging each other.

This person is...

Second child!

An Zhaoyan's face became extremely gloomy, and his body trembled slightly. He gritted his teeth and tried to control his emotions, but the anger in his heart continued to rise.

He stared at the two figures hugging each other with his eyes wide open, as if he could see through them. His breathing became rapid, and his chest kept rising and falling.

An Zhaoyan strode into the yard, with the wind on his feet, as if an invisible force was pushing him forward.

But the man lifted up the woman's chin and bit it crazily.

His eyes revealed a strong desire, as if he wanted to devour the woman in front of him. His hands could not help but press on the back of her head, playing with the hairpin on the back of her head, stroking it gently with his fingers, feeling the texture and temperature of the hairpin.

An Zhaoyan stopped walking. The light in his eyes collapsed and shattered into ice and snow, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, with a cold aura emanating from his whole body.

Tengxi covered his chest which was hurt by the kick and was worried that he would rush over.

An Zhaoyan suddenly waved his sleeves vigorously, turned around and left, staggering as if he had lost all his strength.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Tengxi shouted.

"Get out!" An Zhaoyan had a gloomy expression, which was very different from his usual gentle, kind, respectful and frugal self.

After watching him walk out the door, the two separated.

"How can you be so sure that he won't come over?" Defei wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"I understand him." An Yuyan's calm look made Concubine De a little unconvinced.

"Forget it. I have to get back before him." Defei took off her coat and placed it on the stone table.

"Don't panic. He's not that fast." An Yuyan raised her head, looked in the direction of the imperial city, and said slowly.

"Why?" Defei looked at her puzzledly.

"Nothing." An Yuyan turned her head.

"Why don't you take her away now?" Defei pointed into the room.

"Don't you want me to take her away in an upright manner?" An Yuyan smiled slightly, and her beautiful face made Concubine De feel ashamed.

"What makes you think he'll let you take him away?"

"I told you, I know him." An Yuyan sat down and drank her tea. "Would you like a cup?"

Concubine De curled her lips helplessly.

Tengxi quickly took her out of the princess's mansion through the side door.

Late at night, the moon is high in the sky and the wind is silent.

With a depressed look on his face, An Zhaoyan ran desperately, trying to quickly escape from the sadness and unwillingness that was overwhelming him, but he bumped into a man in black head-on.

He looked up and saw that the man had covered his face with a cloth, but was staring at him viciously.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of men in black like him emerged from the darkness like ghosts and surrounded him.

It seems that this is a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Transfer Wu Ye away from him, so that he will be isolated and helpless.

The mastermind behind the scenes had long guessed that he would attend An Huanyan's wedding today in simple attire.

"Who are you? What are you going to do?!"

An Zhaoyan quickly stopped, and his cold eyes stabbed at them like a sharp sword.

"I'm going to take your life! Stop talking nonsense! Come on, brothers!" Before he finished speaking, dozens of men in black attacked at the same time.