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

Jiang Wumei was both anxious and happy. Seeing that the white tiger cub seemed to be injured again, she hurriedly asked Qingzhi to carry it into the hall and repeatedly ordered the maid to call a veterinarian.

The pain in his hind legs was so severe that he felt dizzy. Xiao Tong knew that his bones were probably broken again.

But if I can contact Zhao Qi, this little pain will be nothing.

Qingzhi picked up the white tiger cub who was staggering as he walked and told the maid to prepare hot water and bring it over.

Jiang Wumei personally untied the bandages on its hind legs, and together with Qingzhi, gave it a bath.

I don’t know where this little guy rolled around. Jiang Wumei looked at the three or four basins of dirty water that were washed out and suddenly became angry.

She frowned, slapped the white tiger cub's buttocks twice, and threatened coldly:

"If you run around like this again, I'll hang you up and spank you, then starve you for three days!"

Xiao Tong kept his mouth tightly shut, feeling guilty and not daring to speak.

Xiao Tong saw clearly the scene of the maids in the hall frantically looking for him. Even the look of Jiang Wumei standing in front of the hall door, looking eagerly at him, was deeply imprinted in his mind.

At the moment, he was just scolded by someone who cared about him. As a wise and brave crown prince, he would not bother with her.

After changing the fifth basin of clean water, the little tiger cub finally regained its original fur color. Jiang Wumei wiped its body with a heated towel and asked Qingzhi to bring its food.

After running for so long and limping back covered in mud, this little thing must be starving.

Qingzhi responded with a smile, went out to get the snacks for the white tiger cub, and put them on the table.

The purchasing manager knew that the white tiger cub was Concubine Jiang's favorite pet, so the food he prepared for it was of the best quality.

Fresh animal milk, fine dried fruits and meat, plus finely ground high-quality meat powder, each meal for the white tiger cubs would cost at least dozens of taels of silver.

For an ordinary family, these dozens of taels are enough for them to live for a year, but in the Prince's Mansion, it is only enough to feed the white tiger cub for one meal.

During the past half month that he was in the tiger cub's body, Xiao Tong was very unhappy with the things prepared by his servants. However, he was not even a human being now, so even if he had any objections, he could not express them. He could only endure the nausea and eat them all.

The veterinarian rushed over, gave the white tiger cub a careful full-body check-up, re-bandaged its hind legs, and left a few bottles of medicine to help the white tiger cub recover before reporting to Jiang Wumei.

"My Lady, the white tiger cub's internal injuries have healed, but the bones in its hind legs are showing signs of fracture again after the intense exercise.

I've bandaged it up, and now just make sure it doesn't run around."

Jiang Wumei glanced at the little boy who was sleeping soundly beside her and nodded helplessly:

"I will have someone watch over it."

After sending the veterinarian out of the house, Jiang Wumei thought for a moment and ordered the servants to keep a close eye on the white tiger cub every day and not let it step out of the bedroom.

Xiao Tong, who was sleeping to replenish his energy, didn't know that his personal freedom had been restricted by Jiang Wumei and he could no longer leave the bedroom.

Qingzhi came back after a busy period outside. Jiang Wumei was half leaning on the couch looking at the account book of the Prince's Mansion. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes were filled with concentration and laziness, making her look beautiful and charming.

After dismissing his attendants, Qingzhi walked to Jiang Wumei's side and whispered:

"Your Majesty, today Concubine Chun's family sent two small boxes. Our people checked them out and found that they were full of bloody dolls, at least a dozen of them."

"Doll?"

Jiang Wumei's eyes showed interest:

"Chun Yurong is quite capable of finding a solution."

In the dynasty described in the book, witchcraft was taboo, especially in the homes of high-ranking officials. If any relative was involved in witchcraft, they would be punished by the emperor.

Although Chun Yurong's puppet move is simple, it goes straight to the point and hits the target with one strike.

but……

Jiang Wumei's smile was cold. She wanted to see how Chun Yurong would use the puppet to frame her, the prince's favorite concubine.

"My Lady, do we need to destroy those dolls?"

Qingzhi was well aware of the court's hatred for witchcraft. If his master was implicated in it, whether true or false, His Highness would probably mind when he woke up.

To be on the safe side, it would be best to send someone to destroy those dolls before Concubine Chun takes action.

Jiang Wumei shook her head:

"Need not.

Chun Yurong is determined to deal with me. If there is not a puppet today, there will be arsenic tomorrow.

It is better to guide than to block. I want to see how far she can go.

Go tell our people to stay hidden and keep a close eye on Chun Yurong."

Jiang Wumei picked up the account book again and looked at it, as if she didn't care at all about Chun Yurong's evil plan.

Seeing his master's relaxed and comfortable appearance, Qingzhi felt relieved and said nothing more:

"I will send someone to pass on the message right away."

Qingzhi left the bedroom. Amidst the smoke of incense, Jiang Wumei looked up by chance after reading an account book and found that the white tiger cub, who had been sleeping soundly just now, had woken up at some point.

At this moment, he was staring at her with his big round eyes without blinking, and there seemed to be a hint of doubt in his golden tiger pupils.

Jiang Wumei laughed, put down the account book, tapped its little nose with her fingertips, and said with a smile:

"Xuetuan'er, what are you looking at?"

The white tiger cub didn't say a word, but just moved its little body closer to her fingertips, as if it was greedy for her warmth. It looked pitiful and cute.

Jiang Wumei's heart softened, she leaned over and held it on her lap, then leaned over and kissed its little head, her voice gentle:

"Why do you seem unhappy? Do you want to go out and play?"

The white tiger cub hummed softly, shrank into her arms, and kept arching against her waist.

The waist is Jiang Wumei's most sensitive part. When she had sex with Xiao Tong in the past, every time he touched Jiang Wumei, she would soften like a pool of spring water and melt under him.

Jiang Wumei felt uncomfortable being nudged by the ignorant little thing. She hid back and grabbed it by the scruff of the neck, saying with a smile:

"Don't act like a spoiled child. The doctor said that your hind leg bones are broken again. Now you can only play in the palace.

When you get better, I will send someone to take you out to play.

Be good."