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

"Your Majesty, the Queen has arrived at the Palace of Heavenly Purity. She has taken off her hat and plain clothes, and removed her hairpins to await punishment."

He put away his playful expression, looked calm, and threw away his sleeves. "Go back!"

"Your Majesty...where...are we going back to..." Eunuch Li looked embarrassed.

The emperor just glanced at him and said in a cold voice, "The Imperial Study. Just tell them I'm busy."

"By the way, the Queen has been feeling unwell recently and should not work too hard. So let's transfer the Queen's power to assist in the management of the six palaces to Concubine De."

"Yes." Eunuch Li lowered his head and smacked his lips secretly. The Queen was now stepping on the Emperor's tail.

Nothing happened on the surface, but there was a sense of impending storm.

When Jiang Xingkuo's carriage arrived at the princess's mansion, raindrops as big as beans fell down, causing some pain.

"Xiao'e, you don't have to follow me. I want to have a private conversation with the princess."

Xiao'e nodded without surprise, and watched An Huanyan walk into the room. She resolutely turned around and hid among the buildings.

As soon as she rushed into Huanyan's room, she was puzzled by her sad face.

"what happened?"

Huanyan didn't say anything, just handed her a post.

A red wedding invitation.

When she opened it, her heart suddenly skipped a beat and she felt uncomfortable.

"Wan Muqing is going to get married on the tenth day of next month?"

Huanyan pouted silently and nodded.

"It's only been a few days since the national mourning period, and the wedding date has already been set?"

Huanyan shrugged, expressing helplessness.

"Why don't you say something?" Jiang Xingkuo slammed the post on the table.

"What else can I say? They have been planning this for a long time! Besides, the invitation has been sent to the princess's mansion, and I don't know whether I should tell her or not!"

An Huanyan let out a long sigh.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the heavy rain was pouring down mercilessly.

Jiang Xingkuo was silent for a while before he said, "Go ahead. Give her the post. We have to leave this time."

An Huanyan nodded: "I think so too. Let's go."

Although the maids next to them didn't know what they meant by leaving, they had long been accustomed to the two of them saying these strange things.

After turning several corridors and crossing several courtyards, I finally arrived at Wei Chuchu's room.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the voices were buried in the soil along with the raindrops.

Wei Chuchu, who was lying on the bed, looked at the wedding invitation and sat up instantly.

Looking at the gold-plated words on it, she said nothing and began to cry.

The clothes on his wrists slid down to his elbows, revealing the dense scars underneath.

An Huanyan wanted to say something, but Jiang Xingkuo secretly pinched the back of her hand.

The rumbling thunder drowned out her crying, and Jiang Xingkuo became anxious.

An Huanyan said without thinking: "Miss Wei, I am very sorry for your loss..."

Huh? Jiang Xingkuo was stunned, and An Huanyan finally reacted.

"Yes...I'm sorry...I said the wrong thing..."

Unexpectedly, Wei Chuchu suddenly laughed, and a flash of lightning in the sky cast an eerie shadow on her face.

"What's wrong with the princess? I wish he was dead!"

Another bolt of lightning struck, startling the two of them.

"Then... Miss Wei, you... should have a good rest... we'll leave first." Jiang Xingkuo smiled sullenly and was about to leave while pulling An Huanyan.

As soon as the door opened, two men suddenly jumped out from the corridor, scaring the two men again.

"What the hell!" Jiang Xingkuo cursed inwardly, only to find out that the two people were Hai Yanqing and Wan Muqing.

An Huanyan pointed at them, dumbfounded. "...What are you doing?"

"He specifically begged me to bring him in. Don't worry. It's raining hard, so no one will see it."

Hai Yanqing said this and pulled the dumbfounded Wan Muqing in.

Jiang Xingkuo and An Huan looked at each other in bewilderment.

what's the situation?

Hai Yanqing was soaked to the skin. He sat down and said to Tengxi, "Pour me a cup of hot tea."

"Yes." Zi Yan turned around naturally and went out to get a pot of hot tea.

He took a sip, stood up again, and spread his arms naturally. Seeing this, Tengxi, who was standing beside him, immediately came over to help him undress and change.

"How dare you order my maid around!" An Huanyan immediately expressed her dissatisfaction.

Hai Yanqing glanced at her and was about to say something when he heard Wei Chuchu's sharp cry: "How dare you come! How dare you come!"

Jiang Xingkuo quickly pulled An Huanyan aside to eat melon.

"I was thinking that I had to give you an explanation no matter what, so I had to come to see you..."

"Explanation?! Is this your explanation?!" Wei Chuchu grabbed the wedding invitation and threw it in his face.

The wedding invitation tilted and was about to hit Hai Yanqing behind him. However, he just tilted his body and dodged while drinking hot tea.

The wedding invitation fell to the ground, and he looked at it thoughtfully.

"Listen to me...listen to me..." Wan Muqing grabbed her hand that was pushing her randomly, "I really had no choice...I still love you..."

Jiang Xingkuo gave him a look of disdain.

An Huanyan glanced at Hai Yanqing with disdain.

Hai Yanqing:?

"I had no choice?! Why didn't you tell me I had no choice when I gave my body to you?!"

Wei Chuchu shouted hysterically, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground. Hai Yanze's hand holding the hot tea also shook.

"Yes, yes, yes! I am sorry for you... I threatened to die, but my father didn't give in at all. I really..."

Wan Muqing held her tightly in his arms while explaining incoherently.

"Threatening me with death? Aren't you still alive and well?!" Wei Chuchu raised her head, raised her hand, and gently touched his chin, "Look, you haven't lost any weight at all..."

"This...is not..." Wan Muqing was sweating profusely, but suddenly "Ah——"

A scream sounded.

Hai Yanqing threw the teacup, rushed forward and forcibly separated them.

I saw Wan Muqing with a knife stuck in his chest. He fell on the bed, his mouth open and trembling constantly.

Wei Chuchu, with disheveled hair and a ferocious expression, shouted over and over again: "Unfaithful man! Hahahaha! Unfaithful man!"

An Huanyan and Jiang Xingkuo held her down helplessly. Looking back, they saw that Hai Yanqing had already pressed the acupuncture points on Wan Muqing to stop the bleeding, but Wan Muqing started screaming in fear.

The room was in chaos. Songyan ran out to call a doctor, while Tengxi stood beside him holding a handkerchief to stop the bleeding.

When everyone was in a panic, Wei Chuchu suddenly pushed An Huanyan away with one hand, pushed Jiang Xingkuo down with the other hand, lowered his head and slammed into the corner of the wall.

Jiang Xingkuo quickly grabbed her feet, but she kicked him away, so he rushed forward with a fearless attitude.

At the critical moment, An Huanyan gritted her teeth and rushed forward to block it.

In that instant, it felt like all my internal organs were displaced and I almost vomited.

At this time, Hai Yanqing quickly pulled Wei Chuchu over, raised his right hand and chopped her neck hard. Wei Chuchu fell to the ground limply as if her soul had been taken away.

Hai Yanqing pulled Huanyan up and asked, "Are you okay?"

"No...it's okay..." Huanyan coughed and helped him sit at the table.

Tengxi also helped Jiang Xingkuo up from the ground, interrupting their affectionate conversation. "My old waist!"

The doctor from the mansion rushed in in a panic, carrying a medicine box on his back. Hai Yanqing pointed at Wan Muqing who was dying on the bed.

"Ah..." An Huanyan leaned on the table and sighed. "Xingxing, are you still leaving?"

Jiang Xingkuo also drooped down, glanced out the window, and said listlessly: "What the hell are you still going to do..."

Amid the rumbling thunder, the rain became lighter and lighter and the dark clouds slowly faded away.

Hai Yanqing lowered his eyes, pondering the meaning of her words, but he had no clue at all.