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

Jiang Wumei was unaware of the farce in the bedroom.

She brought Qingzhi and a few others and followed Zhao Qi to Xiao Tong's bedroom.

As she stepped into the hall, Jiang Wumei immediately saw the old man in a cassock standing by the bed curtain.

The old man has white eyebrows and kind eyes, his face looks like Buddha, he holds a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and his body is covered with Buddhist aura under the sunlight.

Just standing there gave Jiang Wumei the illusion that she was looking into the eyes of Buddha, which made her heart tremble.

Suppressing her palpitations, Jiang Wumei took a few steps forward and politely addressed him:

"Grandmaster."

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be so polite."

Le Chen, the abbot of Huguo Temple, is a person from outside the mortal world. He came to the Prince's Mansion today at the request of Zhao Qi. He was naturally contented when facing Jiang Wumei.

"Master, have you come to the mansion? Has His Highness's condition improved?"

Jiang Wumei nodded with a smile, and tried to find out the reason why Chen came to the Prince's Mansion.

Master Liaochen put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist stanza with a smile on his face:

"Your Highness's coma this time is not caused by external forces, but is destined by fate.

At this moment, His Highness is experiencing the hardships that he deserves to experience in his life.

Once the hardships are over, good times will come.

Your Majesty, don't worry too much.

If Your Highness succeeds in this adventure, in three months at the shortest and half a year at the longest, Your Highness will surely regain consciousness."

Master Liaochen said a few words, and looked at Jiang Wumei with a meaningful look:

“Your Majesty is a person of great fortune, and is an indispensable aid to Your Highness in this disaster.

I sincerely hope that Your Majesty will uphold your integrity and help Your Highness to safely overcome this difficulty."

Jiang Wumei felt dizzy after hearing this, but she did not forget to be wary of the great monk in front of her. She just smiled and said:

"Thank you for your advice, Master. I will keep it in mind."

Lechen nodded with satisfaction, turned to look at Zhao Qi, and suggested:

"Sir Zhao, before His Highness wakes up, you may be in danger of a bloody disaster.

You must remember that only by discerning people's hearts and seeing through falsehood can you protect yourself.

Amitabha, well done, well done. "

After leaving these few words, the kind-looking Master Liaochen turned around and left without exchanging any greetings with the crowd, as if his visit to the Prince's Mansion today was just a casual act without any regard for cause and effect.

Zhao Qi was shocked by the host's words. Seeing this, he quickly apologized to Jiang Wumei and strode out of the hall.

She watched Master Lechen leave, and only after his extraordinary figure disappeared in the cold wind did Jiang Wumei sit down beside Xiao Tong with a strange look on her face.

Looking at Xiao Tong's handsome face on the big bed, Jiang Wumei let out a deep breath and felt secretly frightened.

The abbot of the Huguo Temple was indeed worthy of his reputation. When the entire Imperial Hospital was helpless, he was able to determine when Xiao Tong would wake up with just one glance, and also pointed out the fact that Zhao Qi would not live long.

But what did he mean when he asked me to help Xiao Tong overcome the difficulties?

Could it be that Xiao Tong needs her help to wake up?

Jiang Wumei frowned deeply, and looked at Xiao Tong with indifference.

If Xiao Tong wakes up and needs her help, does it mean that if she stands by and watches coldly, Xiao Tong might never wake up again?

Confusion, hesitation and uneasiness flashed across Jiang Wumei's face, and a dark light finally flashed in her radiant peach blossom eyes.

Perhaps, the best outcome for her is that Xiao Tong never wakes up.

"My Lady, was that high monk just now the abbot of Huguo Temple, Master Chen?"

Qingzhi waited beside him until there was no one in the hall before asking carefully.

Jiang Wumei nodded, and turned her head to look at Xiao Tong with a complicated look:

"Exactly."

Qingzhi took a breath of cold air and said in shock:

“It’s actually Master Liaochen!

This master has been living in Huguo Temple for many years. He is an eminent monk who never shows up even when the Holy Emperor is unwell. Why would he come to our Prince's Mansion today?

Could it be that His Royal Highness’s coma was not caused by human effort, but…”

Qingzhi didn't dare to say the rest.

The talk of ghosts and gods has always been taboo, let alone involving the crown prince of a country.

Now, Qingzhi looked at the Crown Prince lying on the bed and felt an inexplicable chill on his back.

"You are not allowed to criticize His Highness."

Jiang Wumei stood up with a serious face, looked back at Xiao Tong who had his eyes closed on the bed, then turned and walked out of the hall.

Zhao Qi came back at the right time, his wooden face cracking slightly as if it had been hit.

Seeing Jiang Wumei about to leave, Zhao Qi took two steps forward and saluted:

"Go slowly, Madam Concubine."

Jiang Wumei nodded and led the group away quickly.

Xu Junjun applied medicine in the hall, her eyes filled with tears from the pain.

Seeing Jiang Wumei coming back, she hurried forward and pouted to complain:

"Niao Niao, your white tiger cub bit me again!

Look, it almost bit off a piece of the flesh on my palm!

This kid has attacked me time and again, maybe he's insane. For your safety, I'd better just throw him into the mountains and let him die."

Xu Junjun complained in a wronged tone, while Xiao Tong was locked in a cage. He was so angry that his eyes turned red, and his two good legs almost kicked the cage to pieces.

He stared at Xu Junjun, wishing he could pick up a knife and cut off her mouth!

This woman actually dared to confuse right and wrong in front of Jiang Wumei and smear his wise and brave image. She must be fed up with living!

Jiang Wumei's mind was still on Xiao Tong. When she saw the wound on Xu Junjun's hand, her eyebrows suddenly jumped and she said anxiously:

"How did you get hurt so badly? Has it been treated?"

Xu Junjun nodded quickly:

"It's been taken care of, but it still hurts a little."

Jiang Wumei took her hand and looked it over, looking at the wound that had been smeared with ointment, and whispered:

"Be more careful next time. Xuetuan'er is a beast after all. Don't mess with it if you don't have anything to do."

Xu Junjun turned her head away feeling guilty and pursed her lips:

"I just saw it trying to sneak out with you, so I grabbed it. Who knew this little thing was so ferocious and actually bit me hard.

If it weren't for the help of these maids in your palace, my hand would have been crippled today."

Jiang Wumei had no way to deal with her. She grabbed her hand and looked at her carefully for a few more times. After confirming that the problem was not serious, she tapped her forehead and said helplessly:

"In the future, be more careful, protect yourself, and don't touch anything dangerous!

It's just a white tiger cub, but it can hurt you. In the future... I want to see how you will live!"

There were many maids around, and Jiang Wumei wanted to scold her for not taking her own safety seriously, but she had to swallow half of her words.

But even so, Xu Junjun shrank her neck when she poked her finger, and pressed against her arm begging for mercy:

"Good Niao Niao, I know you love me the most, so don't talk about me.

It was clearly the white tiger cub that hurt people. To be fair, I suggest that we release that cub as well so you can scold it together."

After Xu Junjun reminded her, Jiang Wumei realized that she did not see the white ball after returning to the hall.

Jiang Wumei glanced around the hall and looked at the innocent woman beside her:

"Where's Xuetuan'er?"

Xu Junjun swallowed as if he had done something wrong and pointed to a corner.

Jiang Wumei looked in the direction of her finger and saw the iron cage in the corner of the bedroom. Her eyes went dark and she said angrily:

"Who locked it in?"

Xu Junjun coughed and said quickly:

"Well, I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to do at the General's Mansion today.

Niaoniao, I'll leave first.

I’ll see you next time!”

Before Jiang Wumei got angry, Xu Junjun immediately fled like a turtle, forgetting even her curiosity, leaving all the maids in the hall silent and facing Jiang Wumei's anger.

Qingzhi knew Jiang Wumei best. Seeing that she was really angry, she quickly sent a safe maid forward to answer her.

The maid trembled as she recounted the entire process. Jiang Wumei nearly laughed out of anger. She ordered someone to open the iron cage and personally took the white tiger cub out.

Looking at the little guy in her arms whining and looking aggrieved, Jiang Wumei felt so distressed that she kept stroking its furry little head to calm it down, feeling helpless and funny.

This Xu Junjun is really a child at heart. She actually competes with a beast that knows nothing. Next time she comes, I must make her change her reckless temper.

No matter what Jiang Wumei felt, Xiao Tong, who had been imprisoned like a beast for several hours, had already regarded Xu Junjun as a poisonous thorn in his flesh!

He swore that when he regained his body, he would order Xu Junjun to be locked up in a water dungeon for three days and three nights, and whipped her every day to avenge the humiliation he suffered today!