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

In a side hall of the East Palace.

"What do you think my brother was thinking? He actually let a man like him live in the palace? Or the Eastern Palace?!" An Huanyan held down the restless Song Yan and was applying medicine to her bruised body.

"Or let me do it myself..." Songyan, who was lying on the bed, was flattered.

"Songyan, just lie down. She feels guilty." Jiang Xingkuo sat in front of the window, flipping through the local biographies of this country.

Songyan gritted her teeth anxiously.

Because An Huanyan is clumsy, it hurts!

"You haven't answered my question yet!" An Huanyan unconsciously pressed harder.

Songyan hissed in pain.

"Don't bother them. Let Tengxi come." Jiang Xingkuo saw Song Yan's forbearing look and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I was a little distracted." An Huanyan put down the medicinal wine in her hand.

"Although this is a feudal dynasty, it's not as feudal as you think. It's not uncommon for outsiders to stay in the palace. Besides, the Buddha's Hand Pastry in your brother's palace is really amazing!"

Jiang Xingkuo took a bite of the golden Buddha's hand pastry and his mouth was filled with fragrance.

"Will you tell me or not?" An Huanyan took away a plate of Buddha's Hand pastry from the table.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Jiang Xingkuo closed the book. "Let me ask you first, your cheap dad is now a vegetable, don't you have any thoughts?"

"What can I think? I've seen it. To be honest, it's bad enough that he likes Yan Buwan, but he also likes you. It makes me feel a little... weird." An Huanyan sat on the chair with her knees hugged.

"I'm not asking you this. Let me think about it, such a big thing happened in Huining Palace, the criminals were fighting outside the East Palace, and the imperial guards who were supposed to guard the Imperial City of Youling were nowhere to be found. The power has fallen into the wrong hands. Do you think the prince is having an easy life now?" Jiang Xingkuo shook his head.

At this moment, the prince, who was busy dealing with government affairs, suddenly sneezed.

"What does that have to do with Hai Yanqing living in the palace?" An Huanyan supported her chin with her hand, puzzled.

"You are stupid!" Jiang Xingkuo hit her on the head.

"Ouch."

"Who injured Song Yan?"

"Hai Yanze. And then?"

"Hai Yanze was originally a general stationed at the southwest border defense line. Now he is in the imperial city, and the imperial guards have made no move to stop him from coming in and out freely. This means that the imperial guards have been taken into his pocket. In order to restrain him, we can only detain his family members."

In the eyes of An Huanyan who suddenly understood, Jiang Xingkuo sighed again, "Your brother will be busy again. Who knows... maybe... the army has already arrived outside Youling City."

"what?"

"Nothing." Jiang Xingkuo picked up the book and continued reading.

"By the way," An Huanyan suddenly smiled evilly, "Who is that little girl who is Yan Buwansheng?"

She remembered Yan Buwan's miserable appearance before his death, his happy look when he nestled in the prince's arms, and his regretful look when she said, "Take good care of our child."

"...How should I know?" Jiang Xingkuo's heart skipped a beat for no reason, but he pretended to have no expression on his face.

"How could you not know? Half of the palace servants in Huining Palace were killed. There must be some shocking secret that needs to be kept secret." An Huanyan put her face close to her.

"You're quite smart when it comes to listening to gossip." Jiang Xingkuo stood up and hurriedly fled the scene under the pretext of going to the yard to get some fresh air.

It was a close call. She patted her chest. Huanyan almost found out.

As he turned his head, he crashed into the chest that was half of a copper wall and iron wall, and bounced out.

The prince quickly grabbed her. "What's wrong? Why are you so flustered?"

"Nothing, nothing..." Jiang Xingkuo lowered his head and tried to slip away, but was caught back.

"Why are you running? I have a few things I want to ask you."

The prince sat in the corridor and patted the empty seat next to him. Jiang Xingkuo hesitated for a moment and sat down opposite him.

He raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, but pretended nothing had happened and said, "Have you ever heard of the phrase 'too much merit to shock the master'?"

"Your Highness, do you want me to interfere in government affairs?" Jiang Xingkuo spread his hands innocently.

The prince smiled heartily, "I don't know why, but I just wanted to ask for your opinion. This matter has been troubling me for a long time."

Jiang Xingkuo pondered, "Why doesn't the prince follow the example of the ancients and give up his military power over a cup of wine? After all, his family is in your hands."

"Releasing military power over a cup of wine? Which dynasty did this happen? I am well-read, but have never heard of this story." The prince frowned.

"Uh... this is not important," Jiang Xingkuo was stunned. "What's important is that you can invite Lord Hai or General Hai to have a meal and drink some wine, and tell them to hand over the person and the goods at the same time, so that they can be wise when they know the current situation. I think His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinks the same way."

"Yes. But how do you know they will definitely change? What I am worried about is that Hai Yanqing is just the youngest son of Prime Minister Hai. Compared with the Imperial Guards' military token, it is hard to say which one is more important."

"As far as I know, General Hai Yanze has no offspring."

Jiang Xingkuo leaned his head on the backrest of the pergola and looked up at the sky, seeing the free wind and the clouds that moved as they pleased.

The ancients required male offspring to inherit the family line, which was an iron rule that could not be shaken.

"You know all this?" The prince looked at her suspiciously.

"Ahem... I heard from Huanyan. She said that Hai Yanze had divorced so-and-so, and they said they had no children. Then we guessed whether he was capable or not, ahahahahaha——"

Meeting the prince's astonished gaze, Jiang Xingkuo's expression suddenly froze.

"Well, I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

"Come back!" The prince picked her up by the neck.

"Ahem." The prince looked at her red face, cleared his throat, and raised the corners of his mouth in an ambiguous arc. "There is one more thing I want to ask you."

"Your Highness, you are too polite. Please go ahead, please go ahead." She said with a shy smile.

"The envoys of our dynasty sent to Khitan wrote in a letter saying that the desert control efforts are quite effective. People from outside the desert have moved in and the sand has receded. Pasture has gradually grown in the sand, and raising cattle and sheep is just around the corner." The prince smiled slightly.

"but?"

"But it is difficult for trees and grass to survive in the grass grids just by relying on rain from God. It is also difficult to water them one by one, and they will dry up quickly after watering. Is there any time-saving, labor-saving and effective method?" The prince stared at her expectantly with gentle eyes.

Jiang Xingkuo fell into deep thought and remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly she looked up and said, "I remember now. Deserts are often not short of water, but sand cannot retain water. Even if you water it, it will evaporate quickly. Besides, it's such a large desert, watering it one by one will be exhausting!"

"In that case, making a simple drip irrigation device can solve this problem!"

She said with a beaming expression.

"Drip irrigation device? What is that..." The prince looked straight at her without concealing his passionate gaze.

She was a little embarrassed and said quickly: "Ask Huanyan, she knows how to do this!"

Fortunately, fortunately. Although I am a liberal arts student, Huanyan is a science student!

She breathed a sigh of relief.