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

The blade was as cold as ice, and it made people shiver when it touched their neck.

The few people brought by Sun Er subconsciously raised their heads and were about to say "damn it" when their trachea were instantly cut off and they couldn't even scream.

The dull sound of a heavy object hitting the ground was heard behind him. Sun Er's pupils shrank and he was about to turn around when he felt a sharp pain in his throat.

Blood splattered everywhere, and Sun Er opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Four bodies fell silently at the bottom of the slope.

The blood flowed out and was all absorbed by the yellow earth.

Before his pupils dilated, the last reflection in Sun Er's eyes was seven or eight ghostly figures with masks and knives in hand, flying forward on the bloody earth slope.

Tonight, Jiang Wumei did not sleep well. She was worried about something. She woke up from time to time and kept an eye on her surroundings.

Qin Fang's thatched cottage was already an old and dilapidated house. The windows and wooden doors made creaking sounds when the wind blew. The slightest movement would make Jiang Wumei nervous and unable to sleep.

In her half-asleep state, eight dark figures landed in the courtyard.

Several people scattered, put the blades behind their backs, and carefully searched the entire thatched house. After making sure that there were no threats in the rooms, they gestured and sneaked into the house quietly.

The wind howls in the mountains and the fog shrouds the thatched cottage.

Jiang Wumei woke up immediately with a slight creaking sound from the wooden door.

In the darkness, three figures quietly walked into the room. Jiang Wumei was startled. She remained lying on her side and quietly put her hand under the pillow.

Looking at the three people who slipped in from the door, a deep coldness flashed in Jiang Wumei's eyes, and she had already made preparations for the worst in her heart.

The few people who appeared in the room were obviously not Sun Er and others whom we saw during the day just by looking at their figures.

She anticipated the worst.

The people who were chasing her and her child that day found her earlier than Zhao Qi.

The only thing to be thankful for was that these people seemed to only want to capture her and had no intention of killing her.

Otherwise, there would be no need to hide like this. You could just go into the house and chop it down.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wumei pursed her lips and her heart raced.

No matter what, she must protect Qin Fang and Yaya today.

Covering herself with the quilt, Jiang Wumei hid the slightly smaller pair of scissors in her sleeve. When the shadow got closer and closer and was about to reach the head of the bed, she slowly sat up.

Her sudden movement startled the three people who entered the room.

The three of them looked at each other, their faces full of vigilance and alertness.

Jiang Wumei looked at the shadow that was so close to her and suddenly smiled:

"You have come here at midnight, I wonder what brings you here?"

Jiang Wumei's voice was lazy and charming, and her calmness in the face of danger made several dark shadows stand still vigilantly.

The two sides confronted each other, and after a while, the black shadow moved.

One of them retracted his blade and deliberately distorted his voice so that his age could not be discerned:

"As expected of the Imperial Consort, even at this point, she remains as steady as a rock. No one can match her courage."

Jiang Wumei chuckled softly, and her words were filled with murderous intent:

"Since you all know who I am, yet you still come here so late at night, your courage is truly admirable.

I wonder if you have taken care of your families before coming here tonight?"

Jiang Wumei's words were very impolite, but the black shadows were prepared and did not get angry.

"The Imperial Concubine is a smart person. Since she knows our purpose, there is no need to waste words on her.

I can assure the Imperial Concubine that as long as you cooperate, we will not hurt you in the slightest."

Jiang Wumei sneered:

"What credibility can a desperado have?"

Seeing that Jiang Wumei didn't want to cooperate, the black shadow was about to threaten her when two high-pitched screams suddenly came from next door.

Hearing the voices of Qin Fang and her daughter, Jiang Wumei's eyes, which had been calm just now, turned cold:

"Catch me if you want!

But if you dare to touch anyone in this hut tonight, I will not let you succeed even if I die!"

Jiang Wumei looked determined. The black shadow who had just spoken hesitated for a moment and then made a gesture.

As soon as he made the move, another person immediately went to the next room to pass on the message to prevent his companion from killing someone by mistake.

Qin Fang and Yaya kept screaming, Jiang Wumei frowned, stood up and quickly put on her clothes.

The remaining two shadows stared at her movements closely, not looking down on her just because she was powerless.

The only candle in the room lit up, and Qin Fang and Yaya were brought over by several other men in black.

The room was not big, and with more than ten people squeezed in, the space became cramped instantly.

In the dim candlelight, Jiang Wumei saw the panicked faces of Qin Fang and Yaya, mother and daughter.

Looking at the tear marks on the mother and daughter's faces, Jiang Wumei pursed her lips and walked forward, helping them up in front of the man in black.

Yaya was still crying out of fear. Qin Fang was trembling all over. Almost at the moment when Jiang Wumei touched her, she immediately grabbed her with her backhand and asked anxiously with tears in her eyes:

"Here, what's going on?

Are they, are they the people sent by Sun Er?

Are they coming to kill us?"

Qin Fang had lived for more than twenty years and had never seen such a scene.

She was weak in character and had been strong for a few years for her daughter, but she still couldn't change the fact that she was weak.

So many people broke into the house tonight, all dressed in black and carrying knives. Qin Fang just thought that Sun Er found out that Sun San was dead and wanted to find someone to make them pay with their lives.

Jiang Wumei sighed, helped the mother and daughter up, wiped the tears from Yaya's face, and shook her head:

"It has nothing to do with Sun Er."

Looking at Qin Fang's bewildered face, Jiang Wumei apologized softly:

"I'm sorry, Sister Qin, I've caused you trouble tonight.

I lied to you before. I am not an ordinary girl. These people tonight are all here for me.

Don't worry, even if something unexpected happens, I will never let them hurt you and Yaya."

A cool breeze blew in through the window, and the only fire in the room began to flicker and was about to go out. Qin Fang was shocked, but she didn't know what to do.

Patting her hands, Jiang Wumei placed the only two jade ornaments on her body in Qin Fang's palms and whispered:

"Sister Qin, please keep these two jade ornaments. Consider them as my reward for your time.

From now on, no matter who asks, just pretend you didn't see me, okay?"

"Your Highness, please."

The longer the delay, the more likely something would happen. The man in black obviously didn't want to let her waste any more time and urged her on.

The black shadow's address to Jiang Wumei made Qin Fang's face change color. Meeting Qin Fang's suddenly narrowed eyes, Jiang Wumei gently hooked her palm, touched the top of Yaya's head as if to comfort her, and then turned to look at the black shadow.

"lead the way."

Jiang Wumei's voice was cold, and her steps were a little slow because her body had not yet recovered.

The black shadow did not urge her. After leading her out of the thatched hut, he gestured behind him.

One of the shadowy figures was about to retreat quietly when Jiang Wumei, who seemed to have eyes behind her, gave him a cold warning:

“No one can leave my sight.

If anyone dares to disappear tonight, they can only bring my body back to report."

The person who was about to retreat paused and looked at the person in front. After receiving an affirmative gesture from the black shadow in front, he stopped and continued to move forward.

As they got further away from the thatched cottage, Jiang Wumei felt relieved when she saw that no one came back.

The mountain road was rugged and Jiang Wumei was not fully recovered yet, so she started coughing violently not long after walking.

But before she could finish coughing, she saw four bodies at the bottom of the slope, and her heart sank.