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

After finishing writing the letter, Jiang Wumei checked the contents and confirmed that the information she wanted to convey was complete. Then she blew the letter paper dry, folded it, and put it in the envelope.

Qingzhi was still kneeling on the ground. Jiang Wumei reached out to help her up and handed the letter to her.

"Don't blame me, it's not your fault.

Send someone to deliver this letter to my brother and tell him that I am waiting for his reply."

Qingzhi's panicked heart calmed down again after hearing Jiang Wumei's words.

As long as the queen is still willing to use her, she should not be angry with her.

Qingzhi felt a little regretful at this moment. She knew the Empress's character very well. She always kept it a secret and didn't employ anyone unless she doubted him. She was worried that the Empress would not want her to serve her anymore because she had kept it a secret from her.

Fortunately, the queen still told her to do something and did not ask her to leave. Just this fact made Qingzhi's tears disappear.

Qingzhi took the letter and left. Jiang Wumei got up and went to the next room to see the child.

Seeing her coming, the two wet nurses in the room stood up at the same time and called her "Young Madam" in a reserved manner.

Jiang Wumei nodded slightly and looked at the cradle behind them.

The window was ajar, and golden light poured into the room.

In the beautiful cradle, on layers of small quilts, a soft little ball is sleeping.

Looking at the little guy who was sleeping soundly, Jiang Wumei's eyes were soft. She took a few steps forward, sat next to the cradle, and gently pulled up the quilt.

"Madam, the young master is in good condition today.

After finishing his feeding, he fell asleep quietly."

One of the wet nurses looked at Jiang Wumei's beautiful eyes and whispered something.

"I understand, thank you for your hard work.

An An is too young, you must always pay attention to his condition. If anything goes wrong, remember to report to me immediately."

Jiang Wumei nodded, gave a few gentle instructions, and stroked the little guy's tender and chubby face with her pink fingertips with cleanly trimmed nails, her eyes full of love.

Looking at the soft flesh of the little guy that was sunken and bulging, Jiang Wumei's eyes curved and her heart turned into a pool of spring water.

"Take good care of him. I'll come to see An An later."

An An is the nickname Jiang Wumei gave to her son, just as she expected of her child.

She only hopes that her children will grow up safely and have a smooth life.

As for glory, power and authority, they were not even considered by her.

But now it seems that even if her son doesn't want power, someone is going to force it into his hands.

After giving a few instructions and looking at her son a few more times, Jiang Wumei got up and left.

The situation in Yuncheng has not yet reached Xiao Tong's ears.

A month ago, a major event happened in the court. Several important officials who remained in the court did not dare to act on their own and insisted on urging Xiao Tong to come back.

Unable to hug his beloved Xiangxiang at night, Xiao Tong has been in a bad mood since returning to Beijing.

The chill that lingers all over the body is enough to freeze to death all living things within three feet.

Zhao Qi lived in dire straits every day. He was so busy that he was exhausted and became thinner and thinner.

That day, Zhao Qi was reporting to the Imperial Study. Seeing the gloomy expression on the man above him, he swallowed hard before continuing his report:

"Your Majesty, I have investigated and found out that Lord Jiang's reputation of corruption was slandered by others.

The evidence presented by the minister who reported him is completely fabricated. Do you want me to put the person who falsely accused him in jail pending trial?"

Xiao Tong flipped open the memorial impeaching Jiang Yuanzhou, his eyes dark with gloom:

"Take the evidence you have and arrest him today."

Xiao Tong was already depressed and irritable because he couldn't see Niao Niao, and these people were right in front of him, which was a good opportunity for him to vent his anger.

"Yes, I will go right away."

After a second of silence for the person who stood out, Zhao Qi quickly turned around and left the imperial study, thinking that it would rather die than let his friend die.

As soon as he stepped out of the imperial study, Chen Yu, who was dressed in official uniform and looked very handsome, stepped into the imperial study.

Zhao Qi hadn't seen this person for many days. When he saw Chen Yu, who could share his worries, finally show up, he almost cried with joy.

Great, Chen Yu is back.

The emperor finally stopped picking on him alone.

God knows how much weight he has lost during this period.

The little black dog in the mansion is almost as strong as him!

After silently lighting a candle for himself, Zhao Qi strode away with a serious expression, ready to recruit soldiers and arrest people, and show off his bravery and power in another place to change his mood.

After reading the contents of the memorial for a few seconds, Xiao Tong impatiently threw it aside. Thinking of his wife and son far away in Yunzhou, he called the Qilin Guard behind him and asked:

"Has the letter from Yuncheng been delivered today?"

This Qilin Guard was responsible for handling all intelligence correspondence for Yunzhou. Upon hearing this, he half-knelt and reported:

"Your Majesty, I haven't received any letters from the Imperial Concubine and the young prince reporting their safety."

Xiao Tong's already unhappy mood became even worse now. Looking at the pile of memorials in front of him, he felt a surge of anger and wanted to kill the two treacherous ministers to calm his mind.

"Your humble servant, Chen Yu, greets His Majesty."

Chen Yu strode in and saluted respectfully.

Seeing him, Xiao Tong's impatience dissipated a little, and he said seriously:

"Is everything settled?"

Some time ago, Xiao Tong sent Chen Yu to the south to investigate a flood-related corruption case. He stayed there for a long time. A few days ago, he received a memorial from him about to return to Beijing, and he knew that these days were the days when Chen Yu would return.

Chen Yu lowered his head and said:

"Your Majesty, everything has been completed.

I have arrested all the ministers involved in the corruption case related to the southern floods and brought them to the capital to await the Emperor's decision."

Xiao Tong hummed, and looked at Chen Yu with satisfaction:

“You did well this time, you can go back home and rest first.

Come back to the palace in a few days to enjoy the performance."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Chen Yu had a calm expression, neither arrogant nor impatient, and was the most reliable sword in Xiao Tong's hand.

After standing up, Chen Yu did not leave, but took out a letter from his arms and presented it to Xiao Tong on the imperial table.

"Your Majesty, this is the letter that the Qilin Guard will deliver to the palace today.

I met it at the palace gate and took it away together.

Please take a look. "

Xiao Tong glanced at the familiar dark patterns on the envelope and looked up at Chen Yu:

"I understand, please go down."

"Wei Chen retire."

As soon as Chen Yu left, Xiao Tong reached out and opened the envelope.

After quickly scanning the contents of the letter, Xiao Tong frowned tightly, but his brows relaxed in an instant and he showed a happy smile again.

Niaoniao knew about the existence of Qilin Guard, but did not show any rejection. Does it mean that she has forgiven him?

If I rush to Yuncheng now to pick up Niao Niao and bring her back to the palace, will she be willing to come back with me?

After imagining several possibilities in his mind, Xiao Tong looked at the contents of the letter and felt a little bitter in his mouth.

Perhaps, Niao Niao was willing to see him only because of this woman named Xu Junjun.

Because she was taken out of the Great Sage by Jun Xiaochen, Niao Niao was worried about her safety, so she had to compromise with herself.

At this moment, no matter how embarrassed Xiao Tong felt, he had to admit that he should be grateful to this woman named Xu Junjun.

It was because of her that Niao Niao was willing to look back at him. Otherwise, it would take who knows how long it would take Niao Niao to contact him on her own initiative...