The princess regretted it.

After three rounds of drinks, Jin An lowered her eyes slightly, staring quietly at the wine glass in her hand, secretly estimating the time, feeling that the time was almost right. Her face flushed slightly, her eyes slightly hazy, as if covered by a thin layer of mist. She gently supported her forehead with one delicate hand, looking as if she had been unable to handle the alcohol, and the intoxication had already taken over.

Upon seeing this, Changsun Wuwang immediately showed an expression of special concern and asked with concern, "Jin'an, what's going on?"

Jin An still didn't look up, but said slowly in a soft voice: "Third brother, I feel a little dizzy."

Zhang Sun Wuwang unconsciously revealed a look of understanding, which disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a look of concern. He asked again, "Jin'an, are you drunk?"

Jin An still didn't raise his head, only muttering: "It's okay, Third Brother, I'm not drunk, I just feel a little dizzy."

Changsun Wuwang was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface he was full of worry. He hurriedly said, "Since you are not feeling well, why don't you go and rest for a while?" After saying that, he quickly winked at Lanzhu.

Lan Zhu understood and hurried forward to support Jin An, saying softly: "Princess, you may have drunk too much. Let me help you go to the side hall to take a rest." Jin An did not speak, but nodded slightly, pretending to be drunk, and let Lan Zhu take her to the side hall.

After seeing Jin'an leave, Changsun Wuwang glanced at Zhong Chuzhou, but seeing that he was still in his seat, enjoying the singing and dancing in the palace, he withdrew his gaze. Then he slowly raised his wine glass and pretended to drink, but his eyes turned to Wu Changfeng. Ever since Wu Changfeng saw Jin'an stand up, he had been keeping an eye on Changsun Wuwang. Now, after receiving Changsun Wuwang's gaze, he too took the opportunity to quietly exit the palace.

At this time, Zhong Chuzhou tilted his head slightly and whispered to Mu Zixuan, "Zixuan, you must be a little drunk now. Look, the Third Prince has been taking care of Jin An for so many years. As his brother, shouldn't you go and toast to the Third Prince and chat about the past?"

Mu Zixuan didn't understand for a moment, and said in a daze: "I'm not drunk. Besides, why did you ask me to toast him?"

Zhong Chuzhou pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and said in a somewhat heavier tone: "Now go toast and talk to him. You can help Dao Jinan!"

Mu Zixuan finally reacted, picked up the wine glass, asked Asong behind him to bring the wine pot, stood up and walked towards Changsun Wuwang. When he reached Changsun Wuwang, Mu Zixuan said with a smile on his face: "Your Highness, I have long heard of your virtuous name. Today is a rare opportunity, Zixuan specially came to offer you a toast."

Changsun Wuwang was indeed surprised by Mu Zixuan's toast, but he quickly came to his senses, picked up the wine glass, and said gently: "Young Master Mu, you are so polite." After that, he clinked glasses with Mu Zixuan, and both of them drank it all in one gulp.

He put down his glass, thinking Mu Zixuan would leave. At this time, Asong filled Mu Zixuan's glass again, and Mu Zixuan spoke again: "Third Prince, in fact, what Zixuan is most grateful to you for is your care for Jin'an over the years. Do you know? When Jin'an was a child..."

Here, Mu Zixuan successfully tied up Changsun Wuwang, leaving him no time to take care of others.

Seeing Jin'an being led out of the hall by Lanzhu, Zhong Wenqing hurriedly stood up and followed. Although her father-in-law had told her about the plan, she was still worried about Jin'an's safety and hurried, fearing that she would be too late.

Elsewhere, Lan Zhu helped Jin An to a side hall and placed him on a soft couch. Jin An's eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to be a little confused due to being drunk. Lan Zhu's eyes flickered as she called softly, "Princess, please rest well. You should change clothes soon. I will go back and fetch your clothes for you."

Jin An said nothing, merely mumbling a vague "Hmm!" and gently waving his hand. Lan Zhu, smiling at this, exited the side hall, closing the door behind her. She quickly headed back the way she had come, to meet Wu Changfeng. A few steps later, a figure vanished behind her, raised a hand, and struck Lan Zhu with a knife. Lan Zhu's eyes rolled back, and she fainted. The figure lifted her up and vanished in a flash.

The moment the door closed, Jin An's eyes snapped open. There was no trace of drunkenness in them anymore; instead, they were clear, yet with a hint of coldness. She hadn't even drunk the wine, but had secretly spit it out while wiping it with a handkerchief.

Jin An quickly stood up, walked to the window, and was about to gently push it open when it suddenly swung open from the outside. Jin An's reaction was incredibly quick. She quickly stepped back a few steps, gracefully leaning back, narrowly avoiding the window that threatened to hit her. Her eyes instantly became extremely alert, staring intently at the opened window. Just then, the window opened and a fiery red figure leaped in like a flash of lightning.