The besties traveled through the book together, and the prince and general became abandoned husbands

Jiang Wumei was fine, and Xiao Tong drove everyone out of the house.

When Qingzhi closed the door, he glanced at his two masters, and seeing the pain and uneasiness on Xiao Tong's face, he quietly closed the door.

After standing at the door for a while, Qingzhi recalled what Mrs. Liu said when she pulled her out of the room. She sighed and walked towards the next room.

The candlelight occasionally crackled.

Without the noise of random people and crying children, Xiao Tong could finally use the candlelight to carefully observe the person in front of him.

Niaoniao was thinner than when he first arrived in Yuncheng. It was too hard to bear a child. If she were in the palace, there would be countless precious medicinal herbs to nourish her body.

But here, he was hiding in the dark. Even if he wanted to know about her current situation, he had to go through unimportant people to know every detail of her life, let alone put all kinds of treasures in front of her for her to use.

Niao Niao's resistance to him was like a soft thorn growing in his heart. Pulling it out would cause piercing pain, but if the wound between them was not pulled out, it would never heal. This put Xiao Tong in a dilemma and filled with pain.

Looking at Jiang Wumei's sleepy face, Xiao Tong hated himself two years ago so much.

If he had not had the intention to exploit Niao Niao and treated her sincerely when she married into the Prince's Mansion, nothing would have happened today.

Now, it's futile to say anything.

However, the mistake had been made, but he was determined to make amends.

From now on, he will protect them, mother and son, and will not let Niao Niao be exposed to any wind and snow.

Qingzhi came to the next room and found that several Qilin Guards had appeared in the room at some point.

They were scattered throughout the room, and it was obvious that they were guarding the newly born little master.

After calming down, Qingzhi suddenly realized that her mother's baby was the emperor's first prince.

If the queen is willing to return to the palace, perhaps the young master will be the next crown prince of the Great Sage Dynasty.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. When Qingzhi came to his senses, the wet nurse had finished feeding the child and put him back to bed.

Qingzhi took a few steps forward, looked at the young master who looked particularly fragile on the big bed, and turned to the nurse and said:

"When you go out, tell the maids to bring over the small bed that Madam has prepared."

Long before giving birth, Jiang Wumei built a rocking cradle for her child, which came in handy as soon as the child was born.

"Yes, Miss Qingzhi."

Not long after the wet nurse left, the maids brought over a rocking bed covered with a thick quilt.

Following Jiang Wumei's previous instructions, Qingzhi fixed the rocking mechanism and made sure that the rocking bed would not shake before personally carrying the young master into the rocking bed.

When Jiang Wumei woke up again, it was already the evening of the next day.

The orange-gold light shines through the window lattices into the house, creating a mottled halo that is extremely beautiful.

As soon as she opened her eyes and looked at the purple cloud-patterned bed curtains above her head, Jiang Wumei blinked twice before she realized where she was and what time it was.

"My lady, are you awake?

Are you feeling unwell anywhere?

Would you like me to ask a doctor to come and take a look?"

Qingzhi was the only one guarding the room. The moment Jiang Wumei opened her eyes, Qingzhi's surprised voice rang out.

Jiang Wumei tilted her head and looked at the maidservant with dark circles on her face, and said:

"What about the child?"

As soon as she spoke, Jiang Wumei realized that her throat was dry and sore. The moment she moved slightly, a strong feeling of fatigue instantly enveloped her whole body.

Qingzhi helped Jiang Wumei sit up, placed a soft pillow on her waist, and said softly:

“The young master is sleeping in the next room.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that the nurse will take care of you."

"Pour me a cup of hot tea."

Jiang Wumei's throat was so dry that it was smoking. When she heard that the child was fine, she wanted to moisten her throat first.

Qingzhi responded with a smile, turned around and poured a glass of warm water.

"The doctor has instructed that Your Majesty is taking medicine now and should not drink tea. Your Majesty, please drink some warm water first. I will ask them to bring some food over."

Jiang Wumei also felt a little hungry, so she drank a glass of water and waited for a while. The kitchen then delivered the meal.

Smelling the rich ginseng aroma in the chicken soup, Jiang Wumei frowned:

"When did we buy ginseng?"

Qingzhi was speechless. She never lied, so she was naturally nervous when she lied for the first time.

"Yes, Madam Liu asked me to buy it after you fell asleep.

The money is not much, so you don't have to worry about spending too much."

Jiang Wumei lowered her head and drank some chicken soup, not noticing Qingzhi's unnatural expression.

"Thanks to Madam Liu yesterday, I will come to thank you in person after the baby is one month old."

"Your Majesty is right. Madam Liu stayed at your house for half the night last night and only returned home when it was almost dawn."

Although Madam Liu deliberately approached the Empress under the Emperor's instructions, her sincerity towards the Empress and Miss Xu was genuine.

Qingzhi figured it out. As long as the emperor was wholeheartedly good to the empress, she didn't need to worry too much about anything else.

After all, it would be too difficult for the Empress and Miss Xu to survive in this world alone.

With the Emperor's secret help, things will be much easier for Her Majesty and the little prince.

"By the way, is it a daughter or a son?"

Jiang Wumei only asked about the gender of the child now. It was not that she did not care about the child. On the contrary, to her, as long as it was her own flesh and blood, she would love it the same whether it was a son or a daughter, and there was no need to rush to know these things.

As long as the child is safe, it's fine.

"It's a young master. Congratulations, Madam."

Qingzhi's face was filled with joy, and she was truly happy for Jiang Wumei.

Jiang Wumei raised the corners of her lips, and a bright smile appeared on her face:

"Everyone in the mansion worked hard last night. Let the message go out. Each person in the mansion will be given two taels of silver as a gift. They will take turns taking two days off so that they can go back and spend time with their families."

The addition of a new life gave Jiang Wumei a deeper understanding of the word "home" and her mood also changed.

"I would like to thank you on behalf of the maids in the mansion. I will make the arrangements later."

After using the things, Jiang Wumei couldn't wait to see the child.

Qingzhi asked the wet nurse to bring the crib and the young master over.

Looking at the soft and white little guy in the rocking cradle, Jiang Wumei felt a warm current in her heart and the smile on her face became even brighter.

"According to the date, Junjun should be here.

Bring me some paper and pen later. I'll write a letter and send it to the border to let her know she's safe. I'll let her rest assured and stay with Madam Huo for a while before returning."

Qingzhi squatted down and agreed. While Jiang Wumei was teasing the child, she went to the study to get paper and pen.

After Jiang Wumei finished writing the letter, Qingzhi handed it to the Qilin Guards and asked them to deliver it.

They are faster than ordinary post stations, and I believe this letter will reach Miss Xu as quickly as possible.

But this time, Jiang Wumei and Qingzhi were wrong.

The letter they sent traveled around the border for two months before finally reaching Xu Junjun.

At this moment, Xu Junjun, who was thousands of miles away, was looking at the village in front of him, which was burning with flames and covered with broken walls and corpses, with bloodshot eyes.