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

Wan Qianni stared at a lush jujube tree in the yard, feeling disheartened.

I still remember that when she got married, everyone in the family was excited and happy, and she was also infected by the same.

She only knew that the new emperor had extraordinary appearance and extraordinary means, and she silently prayed that they could treat each other with respect and equality in the future. She specially planted a jujube tree in her palace.

Give birth to a son early.

But now...

After a long silence, she folded a handwritten letter, put it in an envelope, carefully stamped it with ink, and handed it to Ruyi beside her:

"Go ahead. Daddy knows what to do."

"Empress." Ruyi took the letter with a worried look on her face.

"Some justice needs to be sought by oneself." She didn't look at Ruyi, her eyes were firm.

Ruyi said nothing more and walked straight out of the door.

The sky was clear, but Jiang Xingkuo found it a little dazzling.

I missed this opportunity, and I don't know when the next one will come. After all, this is the north, and it doesn't rain too much.

She wandered around the lotus pond with a bit of melancholy. There were only a few withered and yellow lotus leaves left in the pond.

A graceful figure in white appeared by the pool, and she was in a trance for a moment.

"Why are you here?"

"Today is Wan Muqing's wedding day." An Yuyan's eyes lit up with a smile when she saw her.

"What does it have to do with me?" Jiang Xingkuo was having a headache. She had taken on a mess and needed so many people to help clean it up. She felt a little guilty.

"I heard that the ceremony was very grand, and even the emperor and empress came in person to congratulate. Most of the civil and military officials were there."

Jiang Xingkuo stared at him, always feeling that his words made her uncomfortable.

"Oh, congratulations then." She subconsciously turned around and was about to run away.

"Don't you really want to talk to me?" His expression darkened.

"Then could you please not be so sarcastic and suggestive when you speak?"

"What did I say?"

An Yuyan spread her hands and looked at her innocently.

Jiang Xingkuo gritted his teeth and said it was true.

After a long while, she finally managed to say, "Then I wish them a happy marriage and a son soon."

"Pfft." He covered his mouth and laughed, "Just a coward."

"What?" She suspected she had heard wrongly.

"Just a coward. How can a coward who easily gives up the person he loves without doing anything be qualified to be happy?"

His tone suddenly became sharp, which scared Jiang Xingkuo.

"What do you want to do again?"

Seeing her defensive posture, he seemed very hurt, and could only smile: "Nothing. I am just a discarded pawn now, what else can I do. I asked you to go with me, but you refused. Can I kidnap you?"

"I don't want to go, but you insist on making me go. How come? I have my own ideas." She frowned unhappily.

"Then why do you stay here?! You say you want to be free and unfettered, but you are willing to stay in this cage with the rope he put on you, go out for a walk every day, and then come back to watch him go out with other women? Is this what you want? Jiang Xingkuo, you are too funny!"

His words were like a bolt of lightning that split open the fig leaf that she had been hiding for so long, exposing the shame and unwillingness deep in her heart that she had never shown to others.

Jiang Xingkuo blushed, but still shouted, "What do you know? I had no choice!"

An Yuyan looked at her panic-stricken face, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, but more of it was helplessness.

"Whether you are deceiving yourself or you are forced to do so, just know it in your heart and there is no need to tell others." He left after leaving these words.

Jiang Xingkuo stood there blankly, her mind in a mess. She knew An Yuyan was right, she had been avoiding it, thinking that she could deceive herself, but in fact she was hurting herself.

She slowly squatted down, hugged her knees, and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

After returning to Piyun Palace, she found a corner and curled up.

Xiao'e outside the door pondered for a moment, then turned and walked out of the palace.

In the princess's mansion, Huanyan didn't dare to face Wei Chuchu, so she could only hide and pretend to be busy checking her inventory in the warehouse.

In order to prepare for her wedding with Hai Yanqing, the Hai family shipped a lot of betrothal gifts one after another, and several warehouses were filled to the brim.

"I want to see this warehouse today. Open the door for me." Huanyan crossed her arms and pointed casually at the door of a warehouse.

The servant at the side immediately stepped forward and fiddled with the door. After a long time, the servant bent over and said respectfully, "Princess, this lock has been through a lot of wind and rain, and it is rusty inside. It is because the things in the storehouse are valuable and the lock is specially made. It will not open for a while. The craftsman who made the lock needs to come and open it."

"It's so troublesome." Huanyan didn't think much about it and rubbed her hands boredly.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

This princess is really easy to fool. The servant bowed his head and agreed repeatedly, secretly delighted.

"Forget it then." Huanyan scratched her head in annoyance. A few strands of hair fell down, blocking her eyes.

"Where's Tengxi? The way another maid combed my hair today doesn't feel right at all!" She blew at her messy hair.

"Princess, Tengxi went out early in the morning. He said he was going to buy hair oil for you." Yutai replied.

"Oh." Huanyan thought about the lock she had just locked and walked back on her own.

The streets were filled with the sounds of loud gongs, drums and firecrackers, making it very lively.

"Princess, the Wan family is getting married..." Songyan hesitated to speak.

"I guess the injury hasn't healed yet, and the Wan family is afraid that the longer the night goes, the more trouble there will be."

Huanyan sighed and looked towards the room where Wei Chuchu was.

"Although I didn't let her go, let's ask someone to go and see her. I won't go. I always feel sorry for her. It's weird. Obviously I didn't do anything..."

Yutai replied, "Then let me go! I just made a matcha thousand-layer cake. I'll give a piece to Miss Wei! After eating the sweet cake, you won't feel bitter anymore!"

"Go ahead, go ahead. Thank you for your hard work, Yutai." Huanyan couldn't help but be infected by Yutai's smile, and seemed to be less depressed.

Yutai walked into Wei Chuchu's room carrying a piece of cake.

Wei Chuchu was playing the piano, but unfortunately, under her swollen and festering hands, the sound of the strings became hoarse and rough.

She pushed the piano away angrily, making a loud noise that scared Yutai.

Only then did she realize that Yutai had arrived.

"What are you doing here?" she said unhappily.

"Miss, please eat something." Yutai pushed the cake in front of her.

"No matter how delicious the food is, how can it soothe my pain?" She just glanced at him without moving.

Yutai felt a little distressed and kept comforting her: "Miss, you have lost a heartless man, but you still have Runxuetang and everyone."

"Heh. Runxuetang? Yutai, you have been training the master in the kitchen, do you know what kind of suffering I have suffered?!"

Her voice suddenly rose several degrees.

"Even if I was doing a legitimate business, those wealthy and powerful young men would still harp on my past, calling me a whore who had been fucked by thousands of men, calling me a dreamer, calling me shameless, and calling me the one who seduced him..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Chuchu was already in tears.