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

It turned out that the emperor specifically issued an edict to cancel An Huanyan's wedding banquet.

This means that even she, as the honorable Princess, cannot easily enter the palace.

Jiang Xingkuo forced a smile on his face to show that he already knew. Without waiting for her to say anything else, he made an excuse to go back to his room.

An Huanyan glared at Hai Yanqing beside her, "It's all because of you stinky men!"

Hai Yanqing was completely confused by the scolding.

In the Qianqing Palace, An Zhaoyan's face was as pale as paper, as if his vitality had been drained away. The injuries on his body and the erosion of the toxins almost killed him.

At this moment, Wu Ye hurried back and saw An Zhaoyan who had just woken up.

An Zhaoyan spoke with difficulty and asked weakly, "Did something happen again?"

Wu Ye hurried forward and told An Zhaoyan everything that had happened in detail. However, after listening, An Zhaoyan's expression did not change at all, and he remained calm as if all this was within his expectations.

Seeing this, Wu Ye hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell him about Jiang Xingkuo.

When he heard Jiang Xingkuo's name, An Zhaoyan's eyes finally fluctuated a little, but soon returned to calm. However, he suddenly began to spit blood, and the whole person became even weaker. His eyes suddenly closed and he fell beside the bed.

Wu Ye supported him and shouted helplessly: "Divine Doctor Ji! Divine Doctor Ji! Save His Majesty! Quick!"

I saw an old man with a white beard slowly approaching from behind the tent, muttering: "Here he comes! To summon the soul!"

He pried open An Zhaoyan's eyes and took out a flashlight from his pocket to shine it.

"Doctor Ji, what is this? It glows." Wu Ye asked in surprise.

Doctor Ji rolled his eyes at him and said, "You won't understand even if I tell you. Also, he's already like this, so don't provoke him."

As he spoke, he opened the medicine box and a gust of cold air hit him in the face.

Wu Ye opened his eyes wide.

Doctor Ji picked up the small glass bottle, drew out the liquid inside with a syringe, grabbed An Zhaoyan's arm and stabbed it upwards.

The liquid in the white tube gradually disappeared.

“Doctor Ji, this…this…what are you injecting…” Wu Ye swallowed.

Doctor Ji sighed, "Serum."

"what is that?"

"For detoxification." Doctor Ji closed the box and put it on his back.

Wu Ye put An Zhaoyan down and watched his face gradually turn red. "Excuse me, Doctor Ji, what kind of poison did Your Majesty get?"

"Snake venom." Doctor Ji left slowly.

“Miracle doctor… Miracle doctor…” Wu Ye caught up with him, hesitating to speak.

"Oh, I won't leave for now. But I'm sure he's fine now." Doctor Ji stroked his beard and pushed him away again.

"Thank you, Doctor Ji, for saving my life!" Wu Ye saluted and was about to kneel down again.

"Get up, get up! I'm afraid you guys are going to do this! I just happened to see you at the foot of the Imperial City after watching the fireworks show! You guys are lucky!"

After Doctor Ji finished speaking, he walked to the backyard with brisk steps, humming a song.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.

As the seasons changed, the weather gradually became warmer, but the charcoal fire was still burning in the Qianqing Palace.

Wu Ye woke An Zhaoyan up again.

After a full day and night of rest, his complexion was noticeably better.

"What's the matter?"

"Prince Jingnan requests an audience."

"How can you face people like this?" An Zhaoyan's tone revealed a hint of weakness.

Wu Ye hesitated and said, "But the Prince of Jingnan is leaving for the Quanzhou Palace in the south today, and he is here to say goodbye."

An Zhaoyan couldn't help but frowned: "Then let's tidy up first, and then let him in."

When An Yuyan came in, he looked around and was sweating slightly because of the heat.

An Yuyan met his delicate eyes and moved her lips slightly, "Brother Emperor, I will set off today."

"Have a nice journey to Quanzhou." An Zhaoyan tried his best to make himself look flawless, but the faint smell of medicine still betrayed him.

"You are hurt." An Yuyan stared at him and suddenly a ghostly smile appeared on her face.

An Zhaoyan did not deny it, but just straightened her back and found a more comfortable position.

"Are you okay?" An Yuyan looked at his condition and became confused.

The news we received was that An Zhaoyan was seriously poisoned.

"It's nothing serious. But..."

An Zhaoyan also smiled slightly, dragging out the last word, and said: "But with your skills, you can kill me right now, and I have no power to fight back."

"Your Majesty, you are joking." An Yuyan narrowed her eyes, and her narrow pupils became even more charming.

"I'm not joking. This seat is within your reach." An Zhaoyan patted the armrest gently.

An Yuyan didn't say anything, her mind was boiling with emotions.

After a long while, he finally suppressed his restless heart and said, "Brother, you should take good care of yourself. I'll take her away."

An Zhaoyan took a deep breath. "Don't push your luck. I think I've been good enough to you."

"Really?" An Yuyan swung her sleeves in disdain. "You think you are good to me, but it's just pity and sympathy that slips through your fingers!"

An Zhaoyan stared at him unhappily, "Quanzhou is already one of the richest places in the entire Dajin Kingdom! Even if you are favored like Huanyan, your fiefdom is only in the Xinyang area!"

"Haha." An Yuyan laughed coldly, "How far is Xinyang? How far is Quanzhou? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child who can be fooled?"

An Zhaoyan said nothing and his face began to turn pale.

"When I was a child, I was bullied by the palace maids. They didn't give me food or water. Every time you found out, you went to complain to the queen mother. But what you don't know is that after the queen mother punished those palace maids and eunuchs, they would abuse me even more. Beat and scold me."

"When you were a child, your father personally selected a peerless master to teach you martial arts. As for me, I could only learn in secret and teach myself. Even small things like reading, I learned from the palace ladies. Because I couldn't take the tutor's class with you."

"Even when I grew up, I wrote poems and painted every day, but it was just to vent my depression. No one cared about the thatched cottage I lived in, whether it was shabby or not, or whether I was tired of having maids and eunuchs to serve me. Everyone just thought I was eccentric, an alternative weirdo."

"I know that all this is caused by this hand of mine. So what if I am extremely noble on the surface? From childhood to adulthood, everyone has pointed at my spine and said that I am unlucky, saying that I was born with a female appearance and a traitor. Just because you are a child of destiny, shining so brightly, no one cares about even my small achievements."

Looking at An Zhaoyan's completely devastated face, An Yuyan stretched out his hand, and a familiar jade hairpin lay in his palm.

"You know what? It's not terrible for a stray cat to be wandering all the time. What's terrible is that it has seen the sun and felt the warmth, but in the end it was abandoned by people."

An Zhaoyan slowly closed his eyes, feeling as if millions of ants were gnawing at his heart, which made him feel heartbroken but also made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Are you here to complain today just to call for an explanation? You should know that it is your father who feels guilty towards your mother. It is he who ignores you, not me! As for her, she is not some kind of object. You can take her away if you want."

"Times have changed, things have changed, and people have changed. It doesn't matter who you are. But..." An Yuyan looked at him with contempt.