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

Seeing that An Huanyan ignored her, she still insisted, "I came here today to tell you, do you think you will have a good ending? That's too good to be true! Do you think you can live together in peace like you are now? Impossible!"

After saying this, she walked out of the door with those rows of maids in a haughty manner.

An Huanyan hugged Hai Yanqing, tears streaming down her face.

She didn't understand why they became like this...

Hai Yanqing's breathing became more and more rapid, his face flushed, veins popped out on his forehead, and his voice was hoarse and trembling: "What did she mean? Isn't it just death? I will die! I will forgive all the sins of the Hai family! What else do they want to do to you?"

An Huanyan was extremely anxious, tears welled up in her eyes. She held Hai Yanqing's hand tightly and said anxiously, "Yanqing, stop talking. Take a break. The doctor will be here soon! Just bear with it!"

However, Hai Yanqing became more and more panicked. He grabbed An Huanyan's hand tightly, his eyes were terrified and anxious, and he asked with a gasp: "Do they want to do something to you? Didn't you say that he wouldn't kill you?"

An Huanyan nodded quickly, tears in her eyes, and choked up to comfort him, "Why do you care about her? Don't worry, if he wanted to kill me, he would have been killed along with my brother! Don't worry..."

At the same time, she kept begging Hai Yanqing not to talk anymore. Seeing him panting and pale, as if he would fall down at any time, she felt very anxious.

"...I...cough cough...I'm fine..."

"Don't be so stubborn. You're already out of breath like this, and you still say you're fine!"

"I... am just a little... tired... I'll be fine after a rest... I'm really fine, you don't have to worry."

"How can I not worry when you're like this?"

Hai Yanqing gasped with difficulty, and after a while he said, "If... he hurts you because of me... then I would rather die..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly started coughing and his body shook violently.

An Huanyan felt distressed, and hurriedly patted Hai Yanqing on the back, and whispered to comfort him: "Don't be like this, I know you are good to me, you must live well... Otherwise, if you die, what should I do?"

At this time, Tengxi, who had not yet left, heard the movement in the house, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he whispered to himself: "Humph, stupid! Death is the easiest! There are many more tormenting things than death!"

After saying that, she walked away.

Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two days, An Huanyan has been in low spirits and always feels heavy in her heart, as if something is about to happen.

Hai Yanqing's physical condition was getting worse and worse. Now he couldn't even drink medicine. Even if he managed to swallow some, he would spit it out immediately. Seeing Hai Yanqing like this, An Huanyan felt very uncomfortable, but she didn't know how to help him.

In order to make Hai Yanqing happier, An Huanyan tried many ways to make him laugh, but every time Hai Yanqing just forced himself to smile. An Huanyan knew that he was not really happy.

An Huanyan wanted to find Jiang Xingkuo to talk and relieve her boredom. However, when she arrived at Qiankun Palace, she was stopped by the guards, who told her that Jiang Xingkuo was recuperating and could not see guests for the time being.

Looking at the heavy guards at the door, An Huanyan had no choice but to return to Piyun Palace and continue taking care of Hai Yanqing.

In the past few nights, An Huanyan has been tossing and turning and can't sleep, her face is full of haggardness. She doesn't know what she should do to change the current situation, nor does she know what will happen in the future. She just hopes that everything will get better soon.

But, can it get better? She looked at the twinkling stars in the night sky and found that she didn't know when she had laughed heartily last time.

However, calm is often just an illusion before the storm.

Just in the early morning of that day, when the sun was shining through the window into the room, An Huanyan was still immersed in a painful dream. Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door broke the silence.

Then, a group of palace maids filed in and mercilessly pulled An Huanyan out of her sleep. They quickly took her to the dressing table, asked her to sit down, and began to busy herself with dressing her up.

An Huanyan was a little confused. She forced herself to open her tired eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

A maid replied respectfully, "Princess, there is a palace banquet today. The regent has ordered that you need to attend."

Upon hearing the news, An Huanyan's heart suddenly tightened, and she instantly became more sober, with an ominous premonition coming to her mind.

There is no such thing as a visit to a palace without a reason. She vaguely felt that a major event was about to happen, but she was powerless to resist. In desperation, she could only silently accept An Yuyan's arrangement and let these palace maids manipulate her.

After carefully dressing up, An Huanyan was put into a complicated and heavy auspicious dress, and set out on the road to the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests with an uneasy mood, where the banquet was held.

What on earth could have led to a dinner party at this time? The Khitan army was approaching, and Youling City had just resumed normal life, and the chaos in the government was slowly being sorted out.

A new emperor ascends the throne? The regent gets married?

I haven't heard any news. It shouldn't be.

She racked her brains but couldn't figure it out.

She laughed at herself. It had been a long time since she last wore these heavy clothes and she actually felt extremely uncomfortable.

The sedan slowly arrived at the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests. At this moment, night had not yet completely fallen, and the banquet had not yet officially begun, but the scene was already filled with a noisy and joyful atmosphere.

The Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests was ablaze with lights, melodious music, and people laughing and talking in a prosperous scene. The palace seemed to have recovered from its past vicissitudes, and there was no sign that it had been invaded and destroyed by the rebels. Today, it is radiant with its former splendor and glory, as if nothing has changed.

An Huanyan walked into the hall. She carefully avoided the crowd and sat down in a corner.

As she drank, she looked around, trying to find Jiang Xingkuo, but to no avail. She couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, as she had expected to see him here, but now she couldn't even see his shadow.

She sighed secretly, thinking that perhaps the wound on her face had not healed yet and she could not attend.

At the same time, she noticed that there were many unfamiliar faces around her, they were wearing gorgeous clothes, animal furs, and looked arrogant, obviously they were envoys or nobles from other countries. These people spoke different languages, talked and laughed, and cast strange eyes at her from time to time.

She lowered her head nervously, trying to avoid looking at them. But unlike the aggressive and outspoken foreigners, her cute and adorable figure and face made those people look at her sideways and start whispering.

She raised her head again with a sense of wonder, and curiously stared at the faces of those people, trying to find some clues. However, although she felt that their faces were very familiar, she could not remember where she had seen them before.

She frowned, trying to recall her past experiences, trying to find the answer.

Finally, she suddenly realized - the Khitan envoy!

At that time, she also made a lot of things for them that were conducive to production and planting, and taught them how to improve the land and control sandstorms. She didn't expect to meet them here again today.

Thinking of this, An Huanyan couldn't help but shudder.