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

Jiang Wumei's expression at this moment was completely different from before, showing a calmness and indifference.

Xiao Tong's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something suddenly move away.

Ignoring the injury on his left arm, Xiao Tong frowned and quickly stepped forward. He pulled Jiang Wumei up and looked directly into her eyes.

"Niao Niao, I was wrong today. You can beat me or scold me as you like. Don't be angry."

Jiang Wumei raised her head, and in the moist air, she looked into Xiao Tong's dark and thick eyes and sighed:

"I just said that my behavior earlier had nothing to do with you.

Your Majesty, you are very good. As a monarch, you care about the country and the people. It is a blessing for the Great Sage.

Please rest for a while, I will order someone to prepare food."

Xiao Tong had been busy outside for a long time due to the rainstorm and had not had a chance to eat.

At this moment, he really needed to eat, but Jiang Wumei really didn't want to stay here any longer.

Avoiding the wound on Xiao Tong's left arm, Jiang Wumei pushed his chest, broke away from his arms and turned to leave. Xiao Tong's eyes darkened and he grabbed her hand, not allowing her to leave.

"I'm not hungry, just stay here with me."

Xiao Tong's words were unusually strong. Jiang Wumei lowered her eyes to look at their intertwined hands, then raised her eyes to look at the man again.

Xiao Tong's eyes were fixed on her, and his dark pupils were filled with the scrutiny and inquiry that Jiang Wumei was familiar with.

Jiang Wumei thought for a while, but finally didn't leave. She turned around and sat down in the chair with Xiao Tong.

After sitting down, Jiang Wumei didn't look at Xiao Tong who was staring at her. Instead, she turned around and gave an order to the secret guards outside to prepare the meal.

The secret guard took the order and left. In the long silence, Xiao Tong held her hand tightly, thinking about the scene just now, and raised the corners of his lips belatedly.

He never let go of Jiang Wumei's hand, and the two of them sat next to each other in an intimate posture.

If her arm hadn't been injured, Niao Niao would not have allowed him to hug her. Xiao Tong even wanted to pull her onto his lap, hug her slender waist and absorb her scent.

"Niao Niao, you were concerned about me just now, right?"

Xiao Tong spoke to break the silence, his tone filled with a joy that Jiang Wumei was unfamiliar with.

Jiang Wumei's face looked unnatural, and their intertwined hands were slightly damp.

Meeting Xiao Tong's expectant gaze, Jiang Wumei changed the rejection on the tip of her tongue into another sentence.

"The emperor's health concerns the entire Great Saint, so it's only natural for me to be concerned."

Seeing her affirmation, Xiao Tong's eyes became even happier, and he felt that the injuries he suffered today to save the child were worth it.

It turns out that Niao Niao also cares about him.

She was not as gentle and considerate to him as she appeared to be. He finally knocked a hole in her heart.

Xiao Tong felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. He was about to express his true feelings again, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a secret guard carrying a huge food box, approaching from afar in the heavy rain.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the government kitchen has limited ingredients and can't prepare much."

The secret guard personally placed the food on the table. Seeing that the doctor had not returned yet, Jiang Wumei prepared to serve Xiao Tong his meal first.

After running around all day, the aroma of food wafted into his nose. Even if the dishes on the table were not satisfactory, Xiao Tong was still interested in picking up his chopsticks.

Time was tight and there was no time to prepare time-consuming dishes, so several chefs in the government kitchen prepared four dishes and a soup as quickly as possible.

Jade shoots and pork slices, steamed yellow croaker, stir-fried diced chicken, jade lotus soup, and a black chicken and ginseng soup.

They were all very ordinary dishes. Jiang Wumei took a quick look and found that there was no dish that Xiao Tong particularly liked.

She was just about to say that if she didn't like it, she could ask someone to prepare two more dishes, but she saw Xiao Tongyi come to the table and pick up the chopsticks to pick up some food for her.

The freshest and tenderest part of the yellow croaker was placed on the dish. Jiang Wumei was stunned and was about to say no, but Xiao Tong had already lowered his head and started eating.

Feeling mixed emotions, Jiang Wumei raised her hand to fill a bowl of soup for Xiao Tong and placed it next to his right hand.

The man was still very gentle and calm while eating, and he didn't seem to be hungry at all and was not eating roughly. Jiang Wumei lowered her eyes and finished the fish on the plate before silently accompanying him to eat.

After the meal, Jiang Wumei personally helped the man rinse his mouth and wash his hands. The secret guards cleared the food away, and the old doctor returned under the escort of the secret guards.

After a quick run back and forth, the old doctor's beard flew behind his ears. As soon as he entered the house, he unloaded the heavy medicine box from the secret guard's shoulders with a clanging sound. The old doctor panted and knelt down to salute Xiao Tong and Jiang Wumei.

Jiang Wumei asked the secret guard to support him, to avoid formalities, and asked him to hurry and bandage Xiao Tong's wound.

Just during the time it took to eat, Xiao Tong's wound began to bleed even more.

The old doctor nodded repeatedly, straightened his legs from where he was half-kneeling, washed his hands, and took out ointment and white cloth from the medicine box.

Perhaps out of cold or fear, the old doctor approached Xiao Tongyi and stretched out his hand, shaking like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

Jiang Wumei couldn't bear to watch it anymore and stood up:

"Give me the things. You decide how much to give me. I'll bandage the emperor."

The old doctor wiped the sweat from his head, nodded, stepped aside, and guided Jiang Wumei's movements.

"Please use strong liquor to wash the emperor's wound first."

"Strong liquor?"

A look of pity flashed across Jiang Wumei's face as she looked at Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong nodded at her, his face calm:

"I have nothing to do, just do what you want."

Jiang Wumei hesitated for a moment and ordered the secret guard to bring a jar of strong liquor.

As soon as the liquor arrived, Jiang Wumei followed the old doctor's instructions and gritted her teeth and poured it on the wound on Xiao Tong's left arm.

The bloody wound tightened instantly under the impact of the strong liquor. Xiao Tong's face changed slightly, and his left arm clenched into a fist in an instant under the stimulation of severe pain, with blue veins bulging out.

Jiang Wumei turned her head away, unable to bear to watch any longer, until the old doctor said it was okay. Only then did Jiang Wumei breathe a sigh of relief and immediately took a clean white handkerchief to carefully wipe away the blood around the wound.

Afterwards, the old doctor looked at the length and depth of the wound, and confirmed that it did not need to be sutured before allowing Jiang Wumei to continue applying medicine.

Following the old doctor's instructions, Jiang Wumei applied ointment and sprinkled powder on the deep wound. She repeated this twice before hearing the old doctor say that it could be bandaged.

Jiang Wumei lowered her eyes and worked seriously. She spread the white cloth used for bandaging evenly at her fingertips and then applied it to the wound that had just been treated with medicine.

The bandage needed to go around Xiao Tong's entire left arm, so Jiang Wumei had to stand up and lean towards Xiao Tong, her soft and slender waist pressed against the man's waist and abdomen, and the alluring fragrance on her body made Xiao Tong eager to move.

Looking up at the woman's beautiful profile, Xiao Tong's eyes changed from clear to obsessed. If he hadn't kept in mind that he was not the only one here, he would have probably held her in his arms.

After wrapping and tying the last bit of white cloth, Jiang Wumei straightened up and a layer of sweat appeared on her body.

When applying medicine at close range, Jiang Wumei discovered that Xiao Tong's injury was more serious than she had imagined. There were too many people in the room, otherwise Jiang Wumei really wanted to ask him in detail where his injury came from.

With a sigh of relief, Jiang Wumei stood up straight and asked the doctor for the prescription and the taboos of the past few days. The old doctor explained them in detail one by one. After that, he handed the prescription and the three sets of medicine he had obtained to the secret guard before saying goodbye and leaving.

Jiang Wumei ordered someone to boil the medicine. After washing her hands and turning around, she found that Xiao Tong's black eyes were fixed on her.