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

"My Lady Concubine is well.

My queen is currently handling an important matter and has sent a servant out to pass on a message. Please wait outside for a moment. Once the queen has finished her business, she will invite you into the house."

After Qingzhi finished delivering the message, she turned around and walked into the warm room. Her posture made it seem as if the person walking in the wind and snow under the corridor was not the prince's concubine, but just a random maid in the courtyard.

In the cold wind, Chun Yurong's eyes turned red, her slender figure swayed slightly, and the white fox cloak made her face look even paler, making her look as weak as a willow swaying in the wind after a heavy blow.

The maid Chun Yurong supported her arm, filled with righteous indignation:

"Your Majesty, Concubine Jiang is going too far. As a fellow Crown Prince's concubine, why should she make you stand in the cold wind waiting for her?

When Your Highness returns home, I will definitely report to Him.

Let His Highness recognize Concubine Jiang's true face."

Chun Yurong's eyes swept over the guards, she pursed her lips and said nothing, but when she lowered her eyes, resentment was swirling in her eyes.

His Highness had said long ago that she was the only one in his heart, and everything that happened today was just a temporary measure, so she should be patient for the time being.

This Jiang Wumei is just a bitch who takes over the magpie's nest and protects her from disasters.

When His Highness ascends the throne and she becomes the Queen, she will make Jiang Wumei pay a heavy price for all the humiliations she has suffered over the past six months.

Imagining the scene of herself torturing Jiang Wumei after becoming the queen, Chun Yurong's anger dissipated a little. She raised her face, put on an aggrieved expression, and continued to wait in the snow.

The maid had no idea what Chun Yurong was thinking. She just held her master's hand and kept complaining and cursing under her breath.

For a moment, the only sounds in the huge courtyard were the sounds of snow falling on bricks and tiles and the whistling of the cold wind, except for the complaints of the maids.

After a long time, when Chun Yurong's legs and feet were numb from the cold wind and snow, Qingzhi finally came out of the room. He looked at Chun Yurong and the other girl, whose faces were pale from the cold, and smiled apologetically:

"Thank you for waiting, Your Majesty. You have just found some time and have instructed me to take you in."

"Thank you, Miss Qingzhi."

One person attains the Tao and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.

Jiang Wumei holds a high status in the Prince's Mansion, and no one dares to look down on her personal maid Qingzhi. Even Chun Yurong has to give her a favor and call her "Miss Qingzhi" when she sees her.

Qingzhi nodded, turned around and opened the door, revealing an incense burner in the hall with burning incense. Chun Yurong bit the corner of her lip and urged her numb legs to follow.

The wind and snow were howling outside the courtyard, but it was warm inside the hall.

Chun Yurong stepped into the warm room and smelled the faint fragrance of plum blossoms in the room. Only then did she feel like she was alive again.

But when she looked up and saw the precious jade articles everywhere in the pavilion, jealousy and hatred surged in her eyes, and she almost lost her composure.

Behind the screen, Jiang Wumei was lying on the chaise longue, having taken off her extravagant dress and changed into a long peony dress embroidered with gold thread. She was half-closing her beautiful eyes as she enjoyed the service of her maid.

Five or six maids knelt beside her with humble attitudes, massaging her shoulders and legs, applying ointment and dyeing her nails, and doing their jobs in an orderly manner. They surrounded Jiang Wumei like stars surrounding the moon, which was extremely dazzling.

Thinking of her enjoying herself comfortably in the house while she was enduring the wind and snow like a fool outside in the yard, Chun Yurong's anger, which she had suppressed with great difficulty, suddenly rose up. After several attempts to suppress it, her whole face gradually became distorted.

Hearing the noise, Jiang Wumei slowly opened her eyes, her sparkling eyes seemed to be filled with spring waves, and she looked at Chun Yurong with a smile:

"My sister is not feeling well and usually stays in the courtyard and doesn't like to move around. How come you have time to come to me today?"

"I saw the beautiful snow scene in the mansion today, so I wanted to come to you and ask for a cup of tea. Would you be willing?"

Chun Yurong's tone was stiff. When she saw the glaring red marks on Jiang Wumei's neck, her chest ached sharply. The nails in her sleeves even broke with a snap, and she was filled with anger.

Jiang Wumei giggled, but didn't expose her hypocritical appearance. Her eyes curled up with malice:

"Since my sister has such a noble intention, how can I spoil her fun? However, just watching the snow and drinking tea is too monotonous. I have a better idea.

Qingzhi, bring the phoenix-tail harp that the prince awarded you.

I've always heard that Sister Yurong is an exceptional zither player. Wouldn't it be even more beautiful for us sisters to enjoy the music of the zither together while we drink tea and listen to the snow."

Chun Yurong almost vomited blood. Her face turned from white to purple, and from purple to red, which was a very spectacular sight.

Jiang Wumei, this bitch, actually dared to treat her like an actor and make fun of her!

Chun Yurong wanted to turn around and leave to avoid this humiliation, but when she thought about how she hadn't seen His Highness for half a month, she couldn't move her feet.

Every day when His Highness returns home, he must have dinner with this woman. If he delays seeing Her until dinner time, His Highness will see her suffering and will remember this bitch severely.

Thinking of this, Chun Yurong withdrew her toes and put on a compromising smile on her face:

"If you don't mind my poor skills, I will show you how to perform today."

It would be a shame not to see the fun that comes to your doorstep.

Jiang Wumei nodded, looking at Chun Yurong's humiliated appearance, and her stomach ached from trying to hold back her laughter.

"Sister, if you want to know where this is going, then let's get started."

Qingzhi took out the phoenix-tail zither, set the table, and lit the incense burner. Chun Yurong took a deep breath, washed her hands, and sat down in front of the table. She plucked the zither lightly with her bare hands, and bursts of pleasant music floated out from the warm room.

The servants who were sweeping snow outside the yard stopped when they heard the sound and sighed at Concubine Jiang's outstanding skills.

As both of them are concubines, Concubine Chun can personally play the piano for her. It is easy to tell who is the red flower and who is the green leaf at a glance. It seems that she will have to work harder to curry favor with Concubine Jiang in the future.

Chun Yurong had no idea what the servants in the mansion were thinking. She was currently immersed in the thought of seeing Xiao Tong and couldn't help herself.

Jiang Wumei supported her chin and listened for a while. She was so happy that she even ate a whole plate of pastries.

The snow continued to snow, but the sky gradually darkened.

Chun Yurong had a good plan, but fate was not on his side.

Today, Xiao Tong was kept in the palace by the emperor to discuss state affairs. He returned home very late. She flicked her finger in the warm room until it bled, but she didn't see Xiao Tong at all.

This made Chun Yurong very angry. She forced a smile and said goodbye to Jiang Wumei. She ran back to the yard from the warm room and smashed things around in the yard for a while before she barely regained her composure.

……

On the other side, Xu Junjun came back from the Prince's Mansion and happened to meet Huo Qiming who had returned from the military camp at the gate of the mansion.

Huo Qiming was wearing light armor and had a handsome face. He looked at Xu Junjun who jumped out of the carriage, his brows so tight that they could kill a mosquito, as if blaming her for her rude behavior.

Xu Junjun ignored his dark face, turned her head and walked around him, striding into the mansion, as if she was avoiding him like the plague.

Huo Qiming was furious. Thinking of Yue'er who almost fainted from crying last night, he made up his mind and decided to go see his grandmother tonight to find a way to deal with those thirty-six women, and also mention the matter of taking Yue'er as a concubine.

Xu Junjun returned to her room, changed her clothes, and went to the old lady's yard.

Seeing her coming, Mrs. Huo, who was taking a nap on the couch, relaxed her brows and waved at her:

"Where did you go to get money today, girl?"

"Grandmother, my granddaughter-in-law went to the Prince's residence today to express her gratitude.

On the way back, I also bought your favorite jade rice cake, but it's hard to digest, so you can't eat too much."

After feeding a piece of jade rice cake into the old lady's mouth, Xu Junjun sat beside her and took the old lady's pulse with a smile. Seeing that everything was normal, she looked up and continued to joke with the old lady.

When Mrs. Huo was young, she was poisoned. It was a very dangerous situation at the time. Although she was rescued, she was left with a chronic illness and has been in poor health ever since.

Now that I am old, I often suffer from migraines, sleepless nights, and loss of appetite when the cold winter wind blows into my body. I have seen many famous physicians but none of them has helped.

Half a year ago, Xu Junjun suddenly said that she could cure the old lady's disease. No one believed her until Xu Junjun prescribed a few medicines and the old lady Huo's hair turned black. Only then did everyone in the general's mansion believe her.

Now, Xu Junjun is responsible for taking care of Madam Huo's health and is quite loved by the old lady. Even though she and Huo Qiming have a bad relationship, no one in the general's mansion dares to offend her.

After chatting with Mrs. Huo for a while, Xu Junjun got down to business:

"Grandma, I've been free these days. Would it be okay for your granddaughter-in-law to come and help you copy Buddhist scriptures?"

"Don't you hate sitting in meditation? You can sit for hours copying Buddhist scriptures. How can you sit still like that?"

Mrs. Huo smiled and tapped her nose, thinking she was just joking.

Xu Junjun smiled, stood up and walked behind the old lady, placed her fingertips on both sides of her forehead, found the acupuncture points, and pressed gently.

After the old lady showed an expression of enjoyment, Xu Junjun continued:

"My granddaughter-in-law has been sleeping uneasily these past few days, having nightmares every day.

Thinking that you have the golden statue of the Bodhisattva here to protect you, Grandma, I wanted to come and copy Buddhist scriptures with you to seek peace of mind."

The war situation at the border is tense. In half a month, Huo Qiming will be sent to the border by the emperor.

According to the plot of the novel, Mrs. Huo would not live to see Huo Qiming return.

And all of this is closely related to Huo Qiming's vicious cousin Chen Yue'er!

In the book, Huo Qiming tried many times to take Chen Yue'er as his concubine, but was severely stopped by Mrs. Huo.

Chen Yue'er held a grudge and took advantage of Huo Qiming's expedition to the border to bribe Xu Junjun's maid with a large sum of money, and forced the maid to poison the old lady's tonic soup with threats and inducements.

After the old lady died, Chen Yue'er jumped out to testify against Xu Junjun, saying that Xu Junjun was the murderer who secretly murdered the old lady. She also brought people to search Xu Junjun's room and found a bag of unused arsenic.

There were witnesses and evidence, and the body of old Madam Huo was kept in the mansion. The original owner, Xu Junjun, had no way to defend herself and was sent directly to prison by Huo Qiming. She was sentenced to death by slicing for the crime of murdering her grandmother.

Thinking of the original owner's fate of being reduced to a skeleton, Xu Junjun moved closer to Mrs. Huo and squinted her eyes slightly to look at the wind and snow outside the window.

She didn't want to die, nor did she want Mrs. Huo to die.

The old lady is the only person in the general's mansion who is sincere to her. If Chen Yue'er dares to attack the old lady Huo, she will kill Chen Yue'er!

The old lady patted the back of Xu Junjun's hand and smiled tolerantly:

"You girl, you're used to talking nonsense.

Come on, if you want to, grandma won't stop you."

As the grandparents and grandchildren were talking, Madam Li, who was beside Old Madam Huo, came in and squatted down to report.

"Old Madam, Young Madam, the Young Master is here."

As soon as Nanny Li finished speaking, Huo Qiming, wearing a blue brocade robe, walked into the room with a chill.

Seeing Xu Junjun was there too, Huo Qiming was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and bowed to Madam Huo.

"Grandma is fine."

"Well, how was the military camp drill today?"

Huo Qiming is the eldest and legitimate son, and is both talented and virtuous. Both Old Madam Huo and General Huo and his wife have high hopes for him.

Huo Qiming sat to one side, took the hot tea brought by Li Mama, and replied respectfully:

"The training is going well. Thank you for your concern, Grandma."

"Your parents are protecting the country at the frontier, so you should not slack off even in the capital."

Seeing that it was getting late, Mrs. Huo said to Li Madam:

"Put the food on the table."

Huo Qiming looked at Xu Junjun and frowned. He really didn't want to be in the same room with her.

But since his grandmother was here, he also wanted to talk about Yue'er and the whereabouts of those thirty-six women.

Realizing that Huo Qiming was staring at her, Xu Junjun rolled her eyes and put on a sad and frustrated expression.

"Grandmother, I have just had dinner at the Prince's residence. Please join me. I will take my leave now."

After Xu Junjun left, Huo Qiming frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Mrs. Huo looked at her grandson and sighed, but she didn't say much. It wasn't until the food was served and the two of them finished their dinner and Mrs. Huo rinsed her mouth that she spoke leisurely:

"Tell me, what's the important matter that brought you here today, Grandmother?"

Huo Qiming put down his handkerchief and spoke carefully:

"Grandma, I want to marry Yue'er. I hope you will agree."

Madam Huo paused while wiping her hands, then turned back to look at Huo Qiming:

"What will you do if Grandmother doesn't allow it?

Ignore your grandmother like you treat your granddaughter-in-law?"

Mrs. Huo's words were extremely rude and not at all decent. Huo Qiming's face froze and he quickly bowed and apologized:

"My grandson doesn't dare."

Madam Huo snorted coldly and became angry:

“You don’t dare to do it to Grandmother, but you dare to do it to Junjun?

You have been married for more than half a year, and you have been very harsh to Junjun, but you have been very caring towards Chen Yueer!

Chen Yue'er only saved you once when you were drowning as a child, and yet she has protected you for so many years. That's her ability."

Seeing Mrs. Huo's sharp words, Huo Qiming quickly retorted:

“Grandma, you misunderstood. Yue’er is not what you think.”

"Whether it's true or not, Grandma has her own eyes to see and ears to hear. She doesn't need your biased interpretation."

Old Madam Huo looked worried, and her idea of ​​marrying Chen Yue'er became more determined.

Chen Yue'er is just a cousin who grew up in the Huo family. If her cause affects the relationship between Huo Qiming and Xu Junjun in the long run, Mrs. Huo will be the first one to disagree.

Thinking of the list that Bingren sent a few days ago, Mrs. Huo said firmly:

"Chen Yue'er is unstable and not a good match for you.

On the other hand, Junjun, whom Grandma has looked upon with cold eyes for the past six months, is a good child with a cold exterior but a warm heart. You should live a good life with her, that is the right thing to do."

Huo Qiming wanted to say more, but Mrs. Huo raised her hand to stop him:

“Needless to say, Chen Yue’er grew up in the mansion, and her grandmother would not treat her badly.

Grandmother has picked out several talented and handsome men who are well-matched. You can choose one in a few days. After the New Year, Grandmother will make the decision and prepare a generous dowry to marry her off."

Mrs. Huo's words struck Huo Qiming like a bolt from the blue. His expression changed instantly. He stood up suddenly and shouted:

"no!

My grandson won't agree!"

Madam Huo stared at Huo Qiming coldly:

"Huo Qiming, you are going to disobey your grandmother!"

Huo Qiming clenched his fists, suddenly knelt on his knees, his eyes gleaming with anger:

"Grandmother asked her grandson to marry Xu Junjun, and she did.

If Grandmother continues to press me, I will ask His Majesty to make the decision!"

Mrs. Huo was so angry that she fell backwards. She picked up the teacup beside her and threw it at Huo Qiming, scolding him harshly:

"You bastard! How dare you go and tell His Majesty about such a shameful family affair? You're killing yourself! You're killing your career!"

The teacup smashed Huo Qiming's forehead, blood dripping out. He straightened his back and confronted Madam Huo with a firm attitude.

"Grandson, I'm not afraid! I just ask for Grandma's blessing!"