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

The prince savored her words and thought for a long time before solemnly saying to her, "Huanyan is lucky to have you."

Jiang Xingkuo was stunned when he heard this. It took him a while to react and he quickly waved his hands: "No, no..."

She felt extremely ashamed: it was thanks to Huanyan that she was able to enjoy the delicious food and drinks and be served here.

The miracle doctor's medicine was delivered quickly. Jiang Xingkuo took the bowl handed to him by the palace servant and forced An Huanyan to drink it. Her complexion gradually became rosy.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and touching her face, Jiang Xingkuo felt extremely guilty.

She thought back to all the ups and downs they had gone through together and couldn't help weeping. She fell asleep again, lying beside her and holding her.

The prince walked in to see what was going on, but was suddenly stunned when he saw them hugging each other.

Jiang Xingkuo opened his eyes and saw the prince coming in. He jumped up with a start.

"I I I...this this this..." She was at a loss.

The prince saw her red eyes, but didn't say anything. He just gave her a few simple instructions. She nodded awkwardly and told the palace servants to take good care of her before leaving.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on An Huanyan's face. Her eyelashes trembled, and then she opened her round almond eyes.

Jiang Xingkuo was lying next to her, his head resting on the crook of his arm.

She couldn't help but touch Jiang Xingkuo's head with her hand. Why was he still so thin? He had been raising him for so long.

Jiang Xingkuo suddenly felt someone touching her. She raised her head alertly and saw An Huanyan looking at her with a smile.

"Ahhh! Huanyan!" Jiang Xingkuo jumped up excitedly and grabbed her hand to check it up and down.

"I'm fine! Don't look at me anymore!" An Huanyan held her down, got off the bed and stretched her waist.

There was a knock on the door, "Princess? Is the princess awake?" Song Yan's concerned voice came.

Jiang Xingkuo looked at her with tears in his eyes and nodded.

"Come in." An Huanyan opened the door, and the sunshine that came in made her feel good.

After An Huanyan and Jiang Xingkuo finished their meal, they sat in front of the dressing table and let Teng Xi toss and turn on their heads.

"Are you sure you don't want to sleep a little longer and go with me to see my father, the emperor and my mother?" An Huanyan looked left and right at the bronze mirror.

"I'm not sleepy! I want to stay with you! Otherwise, what if something happens to you again!" Jiang Xingkuo sat beside her, playing with her jewelry out of boredom.

"What can possibly happen? Zi Bu has been arrested, and no one will harm me! Don't you think so, Tengxi?" An Huanyan joked with a smile.

Teng Xi paused for a moment, then he knelt down with a snap, lowered his head and said repeatedly: "The heart of this servant is witnessed by the sun and the moon! This servant... this servant..."

"Okay, okay! Princess, you're just joking! Can't you see it?" Jiang Xingkuo pulled her up, and Tengxi smiled at her gratefully, feeling bitter and fearful.

An Huanyan laughed out loud: "Hahaha. I'm just teasing you! Your skills are really good, make one for my Xing Xing too!"

"Thank you for your praise, Princess. This is my job. Miss Jiang..." Tengxi turned around with the comb in her hand.

"No, no, no! Forget it. Will cow dung become beautiful if you stick a flower on it?" Jiang Xingkuo quickly dodged.

Tengxi burst out laughing at her amusement.

"How can anyone say that he is cow dung!" An Huanyan pulled her over and held her down forcibly, "Do it for her!"

"Miss Jiang, please sit down!" Teng Xi quickly fixed her up. "Miss, you have beautiful eyes and a tall, straight nose. If your face is healed, you will definitely be a beauty!"

"Oh... If only there was a laser, it would be fine after a few hits." Jiang Xingkuo sighed.

"That's right. There's no WiFi either. Oh, there are so many rules without a mobile phone." An Huanyan and her looked at each other and they both laughed.

"What is the princess saying? Why can't I understand?" Tengxi inserted a hibiscus-shaped hairpin into her bun and wanted to put on other hair accessories, but was stopped.

"That's it. Keep it simple, I like it!" Jiang Xingkuo grinned, revealing her big white teeth, and suddenly she remembered something.

"Ayan, Zihao is dead, and died tragically."

An Huanyan was stunned and put down the mirror in her hand.

"We are master and servant. Do you want to go see her?"

"...Forget it. It's not me that she wants to see, it's him." An Huanyan tried her best to hide her inexplicable loneliness.

"The prince was present when she died, and there was nothing he could do."

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

Tengxi's hand shook and knocked over a jewelry box, and the full set of Dongzhu pearls scattered all over the floor.

"Princess, please spare me! Princess, please spare me!" Tengxi was terrified and knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

An Huanyan looked at her strangely: "Just pick it up if you knock it over. What are you doing?"

Tengxi looked up in disbelief, then quickly lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, Princess! Thank you, Princess!" Then he quickly cleaned the floor.

In the early summer morning, the breeze blew across the lake, bringing fresh air and the smell of slightly salty lake water. Jiang Xingkuo took a long-lost deep breath.

When the red sun rises, the first rays of light shine on the lake, breaking the tranquility of the lake, and the golden sunlight illuminates everything.

In the middle of the lake, a lotus field is in full bloom. The newly bloomed lotus flowers are like the rising sun, their petals are spread out one by one, each one is crystal clear and bright.

"So beautiful!" Jiang Xingkuo couldn't walk anymore.

"Are you sure you don't want to go with me?" An Huanyan pulled her collar.

"No, no! Your parents want to see you, not me. Why should I join in the fun..." Jiang Xingkuo waved his hands guiltily.

"You bad woman!" An Huanyan let go and pushed her away. "Get lost!"

"Understood! Come find me here when you come back!" Jiang Xingkuo jumped away.

Yutai and Songyan behind him were no longer surprised. People in the palace were talking about how the princess and an ugly girl who had just entered the palace for less than two months were like sisters, but due to the princess's reputation, no one dared to speak out.

Jiang Xingkuo ran to the lake and breathed in the fresh air. It seemed that there was no one around.

She couldn't help but put her hands on her hips and raised her voice: "Ah hey hey hey! The river flows eastwards and the stars in the sky are like the Big Dipper!"

Her powerful voice made her laugh at herself.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha." She laughed wildly again.

In the rockery, a handsome man stood next to an easel, looking at her.

His eyes were clear, and his long eyelashes were like outlines, making his eyes look deeper. His eyebrows were long and soft, like the crescent moon in a painting, lightly dotted on his forehead.

The lines on his face were soft yet distinct, and his figure was slender, but his right hand was hidden in his wide sleeve, hanging naturally.

Jiang Xingkuo didn't notice him and just ran around the lake, laughing as loud as silver bells.

She found a small boat by the lake and jumped on it impatiently, then began to row leisurely towards the center of the lotus pond.

The boat rocked gently on the water, leaving a series of ripples. The lotus pond was quiet and peaceful, with only her, the lotus, the breeze and the sunshine.

She lay in the boat, letting the water carry her.

Suddenly thinking of Li Qingzhao's poem, she recited it casually: "I often remember the sunset at the pavilion by the stream, I was so drunk that I didn't know the way home. When I got back to the boat late at night, I mistakenly entered the deep lotus flowers. Fighting to cross the river, fighting to cross the river, I startled a flock of gulls and herons."

The man on the shore's eyes lit up, then he sat down and started writing on the white paper.

When he finished painting, he found that the woman in the lake had disappeared. When he turned around, a bumpy and miserable face appeared before him.