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

"Your Highness, Doctor Ji is out again."

Wu Ye said to the prince who was resting with his eyes closed.

"Okay. Got it." The prince just responded indifferently.

"Your Highness, don't you want to ask where he's going?"

The prince opened his eyes, "I really looked at him first."

"Who is your Highness talking about?"

The prince did not answer, but looked out the window.

The queen's illness became more and more serious. An Huanyan was very busy.

The prince is still under house arrest and cannot even visit the queen.

A few days ago, he wrote to the emperor, asking to visit the empress, but was rejected. He clenched his fist silently.

Jiang Xingkuo came to see the second prince.

The second prince looked a little pale, but he forced a smile and took the notes she handed over.

"...These are the prince's notes." He seemed annoyed.

Jiang Xingkuo didn't seem to realize this yet, but her instinctive caution still made her ask carefully: "Can you help Huanyan, help me?"

"Then why didn't you come to me earlier? You could think of going to him, why didn't you think of coming to me?" He threw the notebook in front of her.

Jiang Xingkuo was stunned. He felt guilty for some reason and could only smile awkwardly: "After all, he is the prince... and Huanyan's brother."

"So what if I'm the prince? Am I not your friend?" He became angry, but quickly regained his composure and said, "Anyway, I'm not a parrot. You just bring his things and ask me to negotiate. Do you think I should accept it?"

Jiang Xingkuo suddenly realized, took the notebook and handed it to him again: "I came up with this myself. It's my own idea."

The second prince looked at her deeply, said nothing, took it, and began to read it with one hand.

Jiang Xingkuo looked at him nervously, watching his expression change from surprise at first to anger, and then to astonishment.

Although he didn't show it very obviously, Jiang Xingkuo was always able to read other people's expressions.

"Even so, I still refuse."

He saw the handwriting on it, and it made him more and more annoyed.

Jiang Xingkuo lowered his head in disappointment, took back the notebook and held it in his arms. "Please..."

He looked away in panic, not daring to look at her again.

She thought he just didn't want to see him anymore, so she stood up and turned around in frustration: "Okay... you have your reasons. This is really over... Huanyan is marrying to Khitan, and I can only go with her... I don't know if there are any crystal elbows to eat there..."

"Come back!" the second prince shouted angrily.

Jiang Xingkuo immediately turned around and said flatteringly, "I'm back! How about I explain it to you again? Is there anything else you don't understand?"

"..."

Fell into a trap.

Jiang Xingkuo discussed with him for a whole afternoon.

Until the sun sets, shining on her veil. In her eyes.

The second prince's pupils shrank slightly, and then he found an excuse to enter the thatched hut.

Jiang Xingkuo also walked in curiously.

It's still the same here as before, with paintings all over the walls.

She took a deep breath and asked curiously, "What smells so strange?"

The smell of traditional Chinese medicine, blood, and even hydrogen peroxide.

But how could this be possible, so she joked: "Why does it smell like hydrogen peroxide? Did you get injured and have surgery?"

The Second Prince's entire body froze instantly, and his right hand was hidden behind his back.

"What is... hydrogen peroxide, what is surgery?" He was a little nervous.

"It's nothing, nothing." Jiang Xingkuo really wanted to slap himself in the face.

How could there be hydrogen peroxide here?

She smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject. "You seem to like lotus very much." She pointed at the painting on the wall and asked.

Nine out of the ten paintings are of lotus flowers and boats, and the remaining one is of a peach tree with a woman in flowing white clothes sitting on the tree.

The second prince smiled warmly: "I will help you finish this task. How about you write a poem or inscription on the painting for me?"

"That's great!" Jiang Xingkuo was secretly delighted, this meant he agreed!

It is not easy to write an inscription. Who among the flowers of the motherland who have received nine years of compulsory education can recite a few ancient poems?

She skipped out of the door, making the Second Prince feel helpless and amused.

When she returned to Piyun Palace, the usually lively Yutai did not come to greet her.

"Where is Yutai?" She leaned back on the recliner tiredly.

"Miss, Yutai has just been called to Huining Palace." Tengxi came out of the house holding clothes.

"Where are you going?"

"To answer the young lady's question, the princess has been staying at the Queen's place. Sister Songyan asked me to come back and get some clothes to change into."

Jiang Xingkuo looked at the empty recliner next to him and sighed.

The Queen...I'm afraid her time is running out.

At least the issue of Huanyan was resolved before the Queen died.

A few days later, the Khitan envoy returned home.

Jiang Xingkuo disguised herself as a maid, wearing a veil, and mingled with the crowd.

She stood on tiptoe as hard as she could, but all she saw were a dozen identical bald men and a few wisps of hair fluttering in the wind by their ears.

Her face twitched as she watched, and she sighed silently in her heart: "Huanyan...you must be so grateful to me...Who would have thought that the Khitan people hundreds or thousands of years ago would have this Mediterranean hairstyle popular..."

After paying respects to the emperor, the Khitans said to the second prince, "We have discussed this. If your dynasty is willing to trade with us and help us manage the desert, our two countries will never go to war again!"

In the past, the ports were not opened to trade because the two countries were often at war and the people living in the border areas were living in poverty.

The emperor seemed very happy and looked at his second son with a completely new respect.

He never paid much attention to the second child. After all, someone always told him that six fingers was a symbol of bad luck.

He never looked at him again.

It's just a routine question during festivals.

The second prince seemed to be feeling uncomfortable because the idea was not his. Jiang Xingkuo even specifically asked him not to mention that it was her idea.

Also, his father's passionate gaze made him feel like a thorn in his side.

Prince, have you always grown up like this?

He clenched his fists secretly.

The alliance between the two countries was decided, and the ceremony was presided over by the second prince.

The Khitan brought a bowl of cow blood and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Second Prince, we have already drunk it, it's your turn! If you can't drink it, find someone else! Someone who is more manly!"

Everyone present shut up, and the entire hall was filled with the sound of a pin drop being audible.

The second prince smiled slightly, and his devilish smile was so bewitching that the Khitan people holding the cow's blood were stunned.

It was not until a bearded man next to him kicked him that he came to his senses and handed the cow's blood to the second prince.

The second prince didn't say a word. He took the liquid with his left hand and gulped it down his throat.

After he finished drinking, he handed the bowl to the person next to him. When he raised his head, his lips were bright red and bloody. Combined with his feminine and beautiful face, he looked like a demon who had descended to the mortal world.

The bearded man saw that his skin was as white as cream and his face was like a woman, and he was reluctant to raise his right hand. Thinking of some rumors he had heard before, he couldn't help but come up with a plan.

"Second Prince, I heard that the people of Jin Country are full of martial virtues and are all brave and good at fighting. Would you like to compete with me?"