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

As night falls, the lights are on.

After being turned away during the day, Hai Yanqing took advantage of the cover of night to climb over the high wall and sneak into the princess's mansion again.

After easily hypnotizing the two maids at the door of Mengmantai to sleep, he tiptoed into the room.

What came into view was An Huanyan's quietly sleeping figure, but her face was as pale as paper, her brows were furrowed, and her forehead was covered with sweat, as if she was deeply trapped in a nightmare.

Hai Yanqing was so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe. He gently stroked her cheek, as if he was touching a fragile piece of porcelain. His fingers trembled slightly, and every touch was filled with endless regret.

He murmured, "It's all my fault. I failed to protect you and caused you to lose our child..."

His voice gradually choked and tears welled up in his eyes, but he tried hard not to let them fall.

He could not forgive himself, nor could he accept this fact. Seeing An Huanyan so restless even in her sleep, his pain came like a storm, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto An Huanyan's face.

An Huanyan felt the warm touch in her sleep, slowly opened her eyes, and saw Hai Yanqing in front of her.

However, she did not show any emotion, her eyes were empty and lifeless, as if she had lost her soul. Then, she closed her eyes lifelessly, turned her back to Hai Yanqing, and continued to sleep.

Hai Yanqing understood that An Huanyan was extremely disappointed in him at this moment.

He sat quietly beside the bed and whispered, "Huan'er, I was called back by the servants of the Hai family as soon as I got off the court. They said something big happened at home, so I couldn't return to the princess's mansion right away..."

"This is all my fault. I couldn't be with you and protect our child..."

"Huan'er, I'm sorry..."

Words filled with guilt and apology, accompanied by low sobs, lingered in the silent air.

However, An Huanyan didn't want to wake up again and face this troubled and chaotic world.

He waited until dawn, tucked in the quilt for An Huanyan, and left quietly, reluctantly.

When Hai Yanqing returned to the Hai Mansion, he saw that Qianxing Pavilion was brightly lit and bustling with people, and it was very lively.

He was feeling irritable and restless, as if he was being bitten by countless ants in his heart, making it unbearable for him. He was so upset that he didn't bother to think about other people's right and wrong.

Just when I was thinking about how to solve this problem, I suddenly heard Wen asked Bizhu to pass on a message, saying that there was something important to discuss and asked Hai Yanqing to come to Yingchun Pavilion as soon as possible.

Hai Yanqing was furious and thought it would be a good opportunity to argue with her mother about who was right and who was wrong, so she came to Yingchun Pavilion.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Wen sitting there with a big smile on her face. She fanned herself vigorously with her hands and said excitedly, "God help me! God help me! That bitch finally got a good ending!"

Hai Yanqing was confused and thought of Qianxing Pavilion. He was forced to suppress his anger and just stood aside and looked at his mother quietly.

When Mrs. Wen saw her son coming, she immediately put down the fan in her hand, picked up the wine glass, raised her head and drank it all in one gulp. Then she said to Hai Yanqing with a smile, "Qing'er, do you know that I got great news today! That bitch actually went to visit Wan Muqing secretly without our knowledge! She also gave all the money to the escorting officers, asking them to take good care of Wan Muqing. I didn't expect that the chief of the escorting officers was actually my brother's man! Hahahaha..."

Hai Yanqing frowned slightly, quite speechless.

Wen was immersed in excitement and continued to say excitedly: "Now it's all right. That bitch has been severely beaten by your father and locked up in the woodshed in the backyard. I guess this time, she will have to wait for several months before she can get out!"

After saying that, she picked up another glass of wine and drank it happily.

After hearing this, Hai Yanqing felt uncomfortable and couldn't help asking, "Then...Where is Wan Muqing?"

"Dead. Adulterers and adulterers are dead anyway. For someone like him, death is a relief."

Wen said nonchalantly.

Hai Yanqing hummed without any surprise, and thinking that there was really nothing to say to her about this situation, she said lightly: "Nothing, I'm going back."

When Mrs. Wen heard Hai Yanqing's words, the smile on her face disappeared immediately, replaced by a look of anger.

She widened her eyes, pointed at Hai Yanqing and cursed: "This is not your idea! What, are you soft-hearted? That bitch deserves to die! Since she married your father, she should serve your father wholeheartedly. But she is still flirting with other men. She is simply a slut! This kind of woman will only ruin the family tradition if she stays at home!"

Hai Yanqing just thought it was ridiculous.

He was too lazy to explain any more, so he turned around and left Yingchun Pavilion silently.

It was only then that Mrs. Wen noticed that Hai Yanqing looked pale, depressed, and seemed very abnormal.

She thought of An Huanyan's story, and felt guilty, but she still tried to persuade him: "Son! Are you still worried about that child... Don't blame your parents for being cruel. It's really not suitable to have children at this time... After the matter is settled, mother will find you a noble lady. By then, you can have as many children as you want..."

It's the same meaningless words again.

Hai Yanqing didn't even look at her, just turned around and left.

Mrs. Wen felt a little guilty and quickly reached out to pull him, but Hai Yanqing shook his hand impatiently and walked out without looking back.

Looking at her son's receding back, Mrs. Wen felt increasingly heavy-hearted, with an indescribable feeling welling up in her heart.

After returning to his yard, Hai Yanqing stood there in a daze.

He saw his father Hai Wuya standing in front of the yard gate with a frighteningly gloomy face.

His voice was full of majesty as he questioned Hai Yanqing, "You didn't go to court because the emperor checked your accounts? And suspended you from your post? And asked you to divorce that girl?"

Hai Yanqing lowered his head and replied calmly, "Yeah."

He naturally knew that his father was the instigator of this matter, and it had always been like this, without ever asking him whether he wanted to do it or not.

But facing his father's questioning, he has been accustomed to burying all his dissatisfaction and anger deep in his heart over the years.

Hai Wuya's tone became more and more severe, as if he was not satisfied with his son's answer: "Divorce is fine! You were given an official position by the old emperor! How can a young man like him overthrow him! It's disobedient and unfilial!"

Hai Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief and retorted unhappily, "Don't you know that you secretly transported some messy things into the city in my name?"

With a "pa" sound, the crisp and loud sound of slapping echoed in the room.

Hai Wuya raised his hand angrily and slapped Hai Yanqing hard in the face.

A trace of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of Hai Yanqing's mouth, but he still stood straight and looked at his father without fear.

Hai Wuya was so angry that his face turned blue. He pointed at Hai Yanqing with a shaking finger and roared, "How dare you speak to me in this tone! It's simply lawless! Just for that slave girl from the An family? Well, in that case, we will divorce her! So that you won't forget your identity and responsibilities because of your love affair!"