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

"How is this possible? It was Qing'er who asked you to come back?" Wen was shocked when she saw the crowds of people standing in the yard.

"Originally, they were all sent to the outer courtyard to do rough labor, but today they can't even stay." Bizhu on the side immediately whispered.

"Not the princess's words?"

"No, they said it was sent by the Second Young Master himself, and the Princess didn't even show up."

Mrs. Wen frowned and waved her hand to let them go first. "I heard that the girl would ignore them as long as they didn't make any mistakes. Why are they all being chased back now? Is it my eldest son who did this?!"

Mrs. Wen asked Bizhu to call Hai Yanqing back and ask him what he meant.

Bizhu asked in confusion: "Madam, why don't you invite the princess to come as well?"

Mrs. Wen chuckled, with a hint of self-mockery in her tone: "The princess is of noble status, I can't compare to her, and now I'm no longer the prime minister's wife. How can I invite her?"

Bizhu didn't dare to say anything more and hurried to the princess's mansion to invite Hai Yanqing over.

Soon, Hai Yanqing arrived at Wen's courtyard.

"Mother, what do you want from me?" Haiyan Qingchao Wen bowed.

"Hmph! You still know that I am your mother! Let me ask you, what's going on with those servants? Are they still pretending to be ignorant when they know the truth?" Mrs. Wen glared at him.

"Mother, don't be angry. It's not good for your health. I do this for your sake." Hai Yanqing said slowly.

"Thinking about me?! Aren't you driving them all back on purpose to slap me in the face?" Wen asked.

Hai Yanqing was speechless for a moment.

It’s better not to let his father and mother know about An Huanyan’s affairs.

He thought for a while before saying, "Mother, I am not used to living in the princess's mansion these days. There are always people to serve you. Besides, the princess's mansion doesn't need so many people, so just leave some honest and dutiful people to serve you."

"What are those you left behind? A maid to light the fire, a servant to pour the night incense? So you are not satisfied with the person your mother gave you? You are getting cocky!"

Wen poked his head directly, but Hai Yanqing dodged it.

"Mother! I'm not a three-year-old child anymore! Besides... I have my own reasons!"

Mrs. Wen stopped angrily, "What difficulties can you have? Can you be as miserable as me?"

Hai Yanqing deliberately became depressed and stammered, "I heard that people in Youling City are saying that my son is a gigolo of the princess. It's really hard to support so many servants in such a big princess mansion," Hai Yanqing explained.

After hearing what Hai Yanqing said, Wen's anger subsided a little, but she was still a little confused. "Such a large princess mansion can't afford to support a few servants? If you tell others about it, you will be laughed at! And you dismissed a few people, but those who were dismissed were sent by my Hai Mansion. What does this mean?"

Hai Yan smiled calmly and said, "If I let the princess raise him, wouldn't that prove that he is just a gigolo?"

Seeing that her expression was slightly relaxed, he struck while the iron was hot and said, "We can't dismiss the original people in the Princess's Mansion, can we? They were all carefully selected from the palace. If I let them go, wouldn't it mean that the people in the royal family are not up to the task and are not worth using?"

Although Wen felt something was wrong, she couldn't say anything for a moment.

There have been enough rumors about her family recently. Wei Chuchu is so arrogant that he is about to shit and piss on her head, so she is now unable to take care of herself and her mind is full of how to deal with Wei Chuchu.

"Forget it. Just go ahead. Explain to your father yourself. He doesn't want to see me anyway. The only one with him all day is that bitch Wei Chuchu. He can't move or scold her. It makes me angry just looking at her!"

Speaking of Wei Chuchu, Mrs. Wen drank a good cup of tea before she calmed down a little.

Hai Yanqing looked at her mother's anxious expression and said in a deep voice: "Mother comes from a famous family, so she will naturally not learn the flattering methods of those lowly people. So..."

Wen just shook her head. "You are a man, how can you know the tricks of the women in the harem?"

Hai Yanqing said solemnly, "Mother, Wan Muqing will be exiled to the frontier soon. Father promised to take her to Zuixianlou for a drink. Do you think...will they run into each other?"

Wen immediately understood the meaning of his words, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, but after thinking for a moment, she shook her head.

"How can it be such a coincidence? I heard that Zuixianlou invited the best chef in Jiangnan to come here in a few days. It is not certain that he will run into Wan Muqing Liuba."

Hai Yanqing reminded her: "The Dali Temple Chief Justice is our uncle. When he leaves is just a matter of mother's word!"

Wen's idea moved, and she immediately called Bizhu to harness the carriage.

Hai Yanqing watched his mother rush out the door and couldn't help shaking his head.

There are too many messy things in this backyard!

He and Wen walked out of the room one after another, in hurried steps, with different thoughts in their minds, and they didn't notice at all that an inconspicuous servant took the opportunity to slip into Qianxing Pavilion like a ghost.

At this moment, Wei Chuchu was immersed in an uneasy nap.

In the past few days, her sleep quality has been poor and she is often disturbed by nightmares.

In the dream, Wan Muqing, covered in blood and with a ferocious face, pounced on her, and a pair of iron-like hands tightly strangled her neck, questioning her in a hoarse voice why she did such a thing.

Every time, Wei Chuchu would be awakened by such a nightmare, covered in cold sweat and his heart beating like a drum.

This time, just as Wan Muqing was about to strangle her to death, a hurried call suddenly rang in her ears: "Aunt! Aunt, wake up!"

Wei Chuchu suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

The servant stood by the bed, looking at her anxiously. When he saw her wake up, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Auntie, you finally woke up. I was so scared just now."

Wei Chuchu calmed down and asked after he came to his senses, "What happened?"

The servant shook his head and said, "There is news from the Princess's Mansion, but since you have been taking a nap, I asked her to wait outside. Aunt, did you have a nightmare? You are sweating so much..."

Wei Chuchu's mood instantly became cheerful, and the previous nightmare was thrown behind her. She eagerly asked the maid to come in and talk.

The maid walked up to her and whispered a few words, and Wei Chuchu's face immediately turned from gloomy to bright.

"Is it true?" Wei Chuchu asked with some doubt.

"I can guarantee it with my life!" the maid replied firmly.

"Very good. After a while, when I have arranged everything, you go find the master and tell him about this." Wei Chuchu said excitedly.

"Yes." The maid replied, but she showed no intention of leaving.

When Wei Chuchu thought about it, he understood a little more, so he took out two silver bills from under the pillow and handed them to her.

Just as the maid reached out to take it, Wei Chuchu suddenly pulled her hand back.