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

Qingzhi responded with a smile:

"Miss Xu is still as free and unrestrained as ever."

“Junjun is used to freedom and has an unrestrained temperament. It has always been like this.

But this time, I'm afraid I can't do what she wants."

With a sigh and a smile, Jiang Wumei folded the letter and put it into the envelope, then turned around with a curved lip:

"Let's go, I'll go write Junjun a letter.

Have the Qilin Guard deliver the letter to Junjun immediately."

Jiang Wumei entered the study, spread out paper and started writing. Accompanied by the sound of raindrops outside the window, she responded to the questions in Xu Junjun's letter one by one.

In addition, he also explained his intention in the letter so that Xu Junjun would not worry.

After writing four pages, Jiang Wumei finally stopped writing. She checked everything one by one to make sure they were correct, and then put the amulet she had specially requested into the letter paper and folded it.

Then they put all the things into the envelope and sealed it with their unique code pattern.

Qingzhi took the letter and turned around to make arrangements. Jiang Wumei looked at the curling sandalwood incense in the study, her thoughts gradually drifting away.

I thought that Junjun needed her to enter the palace to further stabilize Xiao Tong before they would be confident enough to rescue her.

Unexpectedly, Junjun reached an agreement with Jun Xiaochen so quickly.

According to Junjun, she would be able to return to Dasheng in no more than half a year, and she would not have to go to the palace to deal with Xiao Tong.

But the assassination that happened in the middle of the night a month ago made Jiang Wumei feel threatened. She realized that someone had been secretly monitoring her and An'er.

If the Qilin Guard had not reacted quickly and killed the assassin with their sword in the blink of an eye, both she and An'er would have been in danger.

If it was just her, Jiang Wumei would not be afraid at all, but when it came to the child, Jiang Wumei couldn't convince herself to sit idly by.

If the murderer in secret is not caught as soon as possible, she and her child will have no peace. Even if Junjun comes back, she and her child will be trapped in a vortex of danger.

Jiang Wumei has never been the type to accept things passively.

Rather than letting the sword hang over your head, it is better to take the initiative and nip the danger in the bud.

Here, she could not rely on the help of Xiao Tong and her brother to investigate. If she wanted to find out the truth, it would take too long for Xiao Tong, who was busy with many things, to do it alone.

Before this, she didn't want to make any mistakes, so she had to take An'er back to the palace first.

As long as they enter the palace, even if the person behind them has extraordinary abilities, they will not be able to succeed easily.

Jiang Wumei explained all these things in the letter, and believed that after Xu Junjun read the letter, he would support her.

After delivering the letter, Qingzhi returned and trotted to the study. Seeing Jiang Wumei still lost in thought, she smiled and reported:

"Your Majesty, the Emperor has arrived."

Jiang Wumei was slightly stunned, a hint of surprise flashing across her peach blossom eyes, but before she could speak, a tall and majestic figure in a black robe with gold patterns suddenly appeared behind Qingzhi.

"Niao Niao, here I come."

After not seeing each other for two months, Xiao Tong's longing for Jiang Wumei reached its peak. Without waiting for Jiang Wumei's reaction, he strode into the study, walked to her side, held Jiang Wumei's slender waist, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Zhao Qi, who was following behind Xiao Tong, had an untidy beard and looked as embarrassed as if he had been hit by a fart. Seeing the emperor and the imperial concubine being intimate, he gestured for the remaining secret guards to leave.

As for him, he took a look inside and made sure that he would not be needed for the next seven or eight hours. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Qingzhi out of the study yard.

Seeing Zhao Qi so... unkempt, Qingzhi hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice:

"Your Majesty and Lord Zhao, did you have a smooth journey?"

Zhao Qi raised his head to the sky and nodded numbly:

“It went smoothly, very smoothly.

With the wise and powerful emperor here, there wasn't even a single obstacle in our way, and everything went incredibly smoothly."

Qingzhi felt that Zhao Qi was hiding something, but as the most capable person around the emperor, he didn't want to say it, and Qingzhi couldn't get anything out of him.

After paying his respects to Zhao Qi, Qingzhi left on his own.

After staring at Qingzhi's back for a few seconds, Zhao Qi suddenly sighed deeply and said to himself:

"It's better to follow the Imperial Concubine. Look at Qingzhi, her complexion becomes more rosy every time I see her.

Unlike me, every time I come to Yuncheng, I feel more miserable than the last time.

If this continues, his dog Xiao Hei will no longer recognize him as his master."

The last time he went back, Xiao Hei looked like he had rolled in the mud and didn't recognize him. He bared his teeth and barked at him for a long time.

In the end, he had to shave off his inch-long beard before Xiao Hei stopped barking.

This time when he goes back, he wonders how long Xiao Hei will bark at him.

After sighing twice, Zhao Qi accepted his fate and went downstairs to change clothes and wash his face.

In the study, Jiang Wumei was almost suffocated by Xiao Tong's embrace. The iron arm on her waist was so hot that Jiang Wumei's eyebrows trembled slightly, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Reaching out and pushing Xiao Tong's shoulder, Jiang Wumei raised her eyes and met Xiao Tong's dark and fiery eyes. Her heart trembled violently and she felt inexplicably panicked.

Ever since the two met again, Jiang Wumei felt that Xiao Tong's possessiveness towards her was becoming more and more alarming.

After An'er was born, Xiao Tong met her for the first time. He pressed her on the bed and did not leave the room for three days.

That time, Jiang Wumei was really scared.

Faced with such an insatiable man, she was really worried that she would die in bed.

Fortunately, Xiao Tong let her go as she sobbed and begged for mercy. After making an agreement with her not to betray him again, he personally carried her to take her to wash.

Since then, Jiang Wumei learned her lesson and no longer dared to tease men whenever they met.

The Great Sage Dynasty was newly established, and the king had heavy government affairs to attend to. Jiang Wumei really couldn't understand how Xiao Tong could squeeze out so much time to come to Yuncheng to meet her every once in a while when time was so tight.

Jiang Wumei never imagined that she was now more important to Xiao Tong than her own life.

If Xiao Tong had not been worried that she would get angry and run away if he forced her into the palace, he would have tied her up and brought her back to the capital and hidden her in the harem the first time he met her, so that no one could see her.

"Niao Niao, I miss you so much."

Looking into Jiang Wumei's beautiful eyes, Xiao Tong, who had suffered from lovesickness for two months, could no longer bear it. He raised his hand and gently supported the back of Jiang Wumei's head, and kissed her red lips with ease.

The lingering taste was as wonderful as ever. As soon as Xiao Tong touched it, his blood immediately boiled.

Jiang Wumei was so suffocated by his kiss that she was almost out of breath. She was afraid and wanted to say a few words to change the subject, but she found herself being picked up by the waist and walked towards the small couch behind the study.

It was warm in spring, and even with a rain curtain hanging outside, it didn’t feel cold inside at all.

There are a few branches of forsythia buds in the vase in the study, swaying and witnessing the tenderness of the two owners.

Jiang Wumei didn't expect Xiao Tong to be so impatient that he couldn't wait to go back to the house and started doing it in the study.

Blinking her peach blossom eyes nervously, Jiang Wumei tightened her arms slightly around Xiao Tong's neck:

"emperor."

"Call me Jinzhi."

Jinzhi is Xiao Tong's courtesy name, and only Jiang Wumei in the world can call him that.

The lust in Xiao Tong's dark eyes was shocking. Jiang Wumei's heart beat violently and she immediately changed her words:

"Jinzhi, An'er is still playing in the room.

Otherwise, why don’t you go see An’er first?

Later, we'll..."

"An'er will go and see it later. Now, I just want you to accompany me."

The man's hot lips fell on her cheeks, behind her ears, neck, and collarbone, all the way down, with a firm and irresistible taste, which made Jiang Wumei tremble all over.

Xiao Tong knew every inch of Jiang Wumei's skin very well and knew how to provoke her to fall into depravity as quickly as possible.

Soon, Jiang Wumei's eyes were misty, and she put her arms on Xiao Tong's shoulders, changing from rejection to acceptance.

I don't know when the rain stopped.

But the study became increasingly lively.