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

"Master, why don't you say anything about her!" Wen turned around and glared at Hai Wuya in disappointment.

Hai Wuya swung his sleeves impatiently, "What's there to say! Don't you know how to act according to the situation? Don't let her get suspicious! I'll be of great use to you!"

Mrs. Wen was so angry that she laughed instead. She snorted and said in a sarcastic tone, "You said that you would be very useful to me if you kept that bitch, but you ended up taking her as a concubine and making a big fuss about her! Is that what you are for? You made a good family so unhappy!"

Hai Wuya just pushed open the door with disdain and said without turning his head: "Women's opinion!"

Just as Wen was about to follow him to argue with him, the door slammed shut in her face.

"Old thing!" Wen spat with gritted teeth.

A servant nearby hurriedly brushed past her, without even bothering to greet her, and rushed straight in.

"This is outrageous! Just wait and see! Will I ever admit defeat?!" Wen left angrily.

As soon as Wen stepped out of the yard, the whole house was filled with a deafening roar.

"What! Ze'er is seriously injured! How could this happen?" Hai Wuya's originally turbid eyes were now wide open and bloodshot. He stretched out his hand, which was as old as a dead branch, and it was shaking violently, as if it would break at any time.

"Also... the eldest master also said that you must pay attention to every move in the palace." The servant standing below said tremblingly with his head down.

Before he finished speaking, Hai Wuya suddenly slumped in the chair like a deflated ball. He instantly became extremely haggard and old, as if he had lost all his vitality at once.

"Let Qing'er go into the palace to investigate the situation!"

"Master, the second young master is newly married and does not need to attend court for five days."

Hai Wuya had a splitting headache, and Whitebeard was shaking with anger. "Go, call the Minister of War Lu Hengshan to come to me."

"Yes. I'll go right away."

After the servant finished speaking quickly, he hurriedly left the room as if he had been pardoned, as if his life would be in danger if he stayed any longer.

As soon as An Huanyan entered the room, she saw Jiang Xingkuo lying on the table, staring at the new buds of the persimmon tree outside the window in a daze.

"If you think so much, why not go and ask in person?"

An Huanyan's unreasonable words made Jiang Xingkuo scratch his head.

"What? What are you talking about?"

Jiang Xingkuo withdrew his gaze guiltily.

"Don't act stupid."

"If you want to know the real answer, don't ask through other people. Hear it with your own ears and see it with your own eyes."

An Huanyan poured herself a cup of tea and was about to drink it when Jiang Xingkuo stopped her.

"Don't drink strong tea."

An Huanyan put down the teacup and was about to talk to her, but she ran out holding up her skirt.

"Ayan, you're right! I'll go right away!"

She chuckled and shook her head helplessly.

Jiang Xingkuo hurriedly harnessed a carriage and rushed to the palace.

But he was stopped at the city gate.

Jiang Xingkuo took out the token with an expectant look on his face.

The palace gate guard took the token, flipped it over, and threw it back to her.

"We don't recognize this. We are so sorry! Please go back!"

Jiang Xingkuo looked at them, his face full of disbelief.

However, the other party no longer looked at her, but stared straight ahead with a stern face, like a sculpture.

Jiang Xingkuo was feeling indignant and was about to argue with them when he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves and wheels rolling behind him.

She turned her head and saw a dusty carriage galloping towards them.

Helpless, she had to step aside and wait for the opportunity.

"I am the Minister of War Lu Hengshan! How dare you, a bunch of little soldiers, stop me from entering the palace to meet His Majesty?!" An angry voice came from the carriage.

The leading guard quickly replied, "Please forgive me, Lord Lu. His Majesty has decreed that the eldest princess will be married and all officials will celebrate together. He hereby grants five days of rest."

"Stop talking nonsense! We all know that you won't be attending court today! But I do have something extremely urgent to report to His Majesty!" Lu Hengshan said as he directed the coachman to prepare to crash into the palace gate.

At this moment, a sturdy man in black clothes fell from the sky like a bird.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say." His voice was low and powerful, with an irresistible majesty.

Wu Ye! Jiang Xingkuo was delighted, as if he saw his savior coming.

Lu Hengshan got off the carriage, his flesh surging.

"You are just a royal guard, what can you understand? It's like talking to a cow! I want to see His Majesty!"

Wu Ye looked at him disdainfully, without moving an inch. "If you want to talk, just tell me. If you don't want to talk, please go back the way you came! You're trying to show off in front of me, so I advise you to think about it more!"

Lu Hengshan climbed onto the carriage, stood on it and cursed: "You despicable villain, you deceived the emperor and harmed the country and the people! How can you be afraid of him! Charge!"

As he said this, the driver whipped the horse and the horse rushed straight towards Wuye.

All he heard was the horse neighing and leaping up suddenly, but Wu Ye was as steady as a rock, not moving at all.

He stretched out one hand and held the horse's head tightly like an iron clamp. With a little force, the horse seemed to have its soul sucked out. It immediately collapsed to the ground and could not move anymore.

At the same time, the carriage lost its balance and overturned to the ground with a loud bang. Lu Hengshan was thrown far away, in a miserable state, and was carried away by the servants nearby.

Wu Ye withdrew his hand, calm and collected. "Anyone who breaks into the palace again will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!" the guards around said in unison.

Seeing Wu Ye was about to turn around and leave, Jiang Xingkuo became very anxious and rushed forward to grab the corner of his clothes.

"Wu Ye! Wu Ye! Wait for me!"

Wu Ye heard the voice, slowly turned around, and saw that it was Jiang Xingkuo. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Why are you here?" Wu Ye's tone was indifferent, without any emotion in it.

"I want to see him. Can you help me..." Jiang Xingkuo bit his lip, with a pleading look in his eyes.

Wu Ye's expression became a little unnatural. He was silent for a moment, then said: "...He won't see you."

After saying that, Wu Ye suddenly flashed and flew into the air like a ghost, and instantly disappeared from Jiang Xingkuo's sight.

Jiang Xingkuo wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by two guards holding spears.

"Get out of the way!" Jiang Xingkuo shouted angrily and tried to push the guards away.

But the two guards stood there like nails, motionless. The spears in their hands flashed with cold light, making people shudder.

Jiang Xingkuo sighed helplessly, she knew she couldn't force her way through the guards' obstruction. She could only silently look in the direction where Wuye disappeared, her heart filled with loss and helplessness.

Jiang Xingkuo remained silent, tears welling up in his eyes.

After returning to the princess's mansion, An Huanyan saw her dejected look and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pity in her heart.

However, facing the current situation, she also felt helpless because just before she came back, An Huanyan suddenly received an imperial decree from the palace.