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

"come over."

The man stretched out his hand towards Jiang Wumei. After a moment's hesitation, Jiang Wumei took the man's hot palm.

The man exerted force and Jiang Wumei did not dare to struggle. She followed his force and sat on his lap.

Xiao Tong tightened his right arm, put his head against Jiang Wumei's soft chest, and sniffed her fascinating scent.

His posture seemed to be very fascinated. Jiang Wumei paused, glanced at his injured left arm, and raised her hand to hug the man's broad shoulders.

Jiang Wumei didn't want to ask why Xiao Tong was injured.

Now she just wanted to close her eyes quietly and let them rest for a while.

The air in front of him was filled with a sweet scent. Xiao Tong let himself immerse himself in it for a moment before he raised his head and placed a kiss on the corner of Jiang Wumei's lips.

"Niao Niao, when we return to the capital, I will rebuild a palace for you and An'er."

Jiang Wumei frowned:

"Why does the emperor have this idea?"

The construction of the new palace was a waste of money and labor, but Xiao Tong did not seem like a foolish man who was obsessed with women.

If he really did this, Jiang Wumei could almost imagine how much opposition there would be in the court.

"It was a spur-of-the-moment decision, but don't worry, I won't let the rumors outside hurt you and An'er."

After Xiao Tong said this, Jiang Wumei said no more. Worried about the injury on his left arm, she was about to stand up, but Xiao Tong held her waist and prevented her from moving.

"emperor?"

Jiang Wumei lowered her eyes in confusion. They looked at each other for a moment, and then Xiao Tong pinched her waist and kissed her directly.

Jiang Wumei's long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings. She closed her eyes for a while and silently let Xiao Tong go.

The sound of raindrops was heard, and the door was closed at some point. Jiang Wumei's black hair was all over the pillow, her face was flushed, and the corners of her eyes were wet. She looked at the bed curtains above her head with a distracted look in her eyes.

The man's wound burst open again and bled. A trace of panic flashed across Jiang Wumei's watery eyes. She was about to speak, but the man covered her lips, swallowing all her words.

A loud thunder exploded above Qingcheng.

Jiang Wumei lay in Xiao Tong's arms, her body covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Xiao Tong held her in his arms, ignoring the broken wound, and turned his head to kiss her sweaty cheek.

"No, not coming."

Jiang Wumei completely underestimated Xiao Tong. She didn't expect that in this situation, he would ask for it three times.

It's almost dawn.

If she continues to act like this, not only will her waist be broken, but her face will also be ruined.

Xiao Tong chuckled twice, his chest vibrating. He hadn't seen Jiang Wumei act so weak and coquettish like a kitten for a long time.

"Don't worry, I won't bully you again."

After kissing the corner of Jiang Wumei's lips, Xiao Tong's eyes were almost filled with doting.

He ordered the secret guard to bring hot water. The two of them cleaned up and bandaged the wound again. It was almost dawn.

Jiang Wumei couldn't hold on any longer. After cleaning up, she fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.

Xiao Tong kissed her between the eyebrows, held her in his arms and closed his eyes.

The rain has not stopped.

The light broke through the rain curtain, and the sky gradually turned from black to white.

After a deep sleep, Xiao Tong closed his eyes and woke up again, and the woman in his arms was still sleeping soundly.

Xiao Tong felt a sharp pain in his bandaged left arm, but he didn't care at all. His mind and eyes were filled with the woman in his arms, whose black eyes were so gentle that they could drown a person.

After staring at the person for a while, Xiao Tong reluctantly stood up, put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

As soon as he appeared, the secret guards saluted him. Xiao Tong nodded and strode out of the yard.

When Jiang Wumei opened her eyes again, it was already afternoon.

Her stomach growled with hunger, she opened her eyes, looked at the strange house, and felt dazed for a moment.

After waiting for a while, recalling everything that happened last night, Jiang Wumei touched her forehead with her hand, her cheeks flushed hot.

Really...

What a nonsense.

After all this trouble, the injury on Xiao Tong's arm might have worsened.

I shouldn't have agreed to him yesterday.

They got up, washed, and had their meal. The remaining discomfort in their bodies reminded them that they had indulged themselves too much last night.

After finishing her meal, Jiang Wumei stayed in the yard and called the secret guard to ask about what happened last night.

Upon learning that Xiao Tong had killed almost all the Qingcheng officials yesterday, Jiang Wumei pondered the intention behind it and asked the secret guards to retreat first.

Jiang Wumei was not very clear about how the Qingcheng officials were arranged after Xiao Tong's death.

During the five or six days that Jiang Wumei was trapped in Qingcheng due to heavy rain, she temporarily built a "nursery" in the government office.

Anyone whose houses have been flooded by the rainstorm and who has children under the age of five can leave their children at the government office, where they will be looked after and provided with food free of charge.

People can focus on cleaning and restoring their homes to avoid safety hazards for their young children at home.

When the news came out, the people of Qingcheng cheered, and on the first day, the government office accepted nearly five hundred children.

The rain gradually subsided and the water level in the city slowly receded.

The common people returned home to clean up the mud and waste wood, and the Qingcheng officials were sent out to do work everywhere.

Every household is busy, and it is not easy for Jiang Wumei to help take care of the children.

The government office was short of staff, as most of the officers and soldiers were transferred to work in the city. The twenty officers and soldiers left in the government office were simply unable to take care of so many children.

After informing Xiao Tong, Jiang Wumei brought her secret guards to help look after the child every day.

To say that they were looking after the children meant that they were playing games with them. Fortunately, Jiang Wumei was knowledgeable and experienced in modern times, and she ordered the secret guards to temporarily make many things that children would like based on small toys from later generations, and only then was she able to appease these energetic little guys.

Even so, Jiang Wumei was exhausted from being surrounded by children every day, suffering from back pain and dry mouth.

The secret guards who stayed with her have also been complaining these days.

They followed the Imperial Noble Consort, and their hands, which were always used to kill people, had to not only cut things as small as fingernails, but also hold the children and coax them. After a few days, their faces were so busy that they turned green.

It was hard work, but at least with Jiang Wumei's participation, the people in the city were able to clean up their houses faster.

On the fourth day, many people who had cleaned up their homes took their children back one after another and expressed their gratitude to the Imperial Noble Consort for her kind act.

Yes, at this point, the people of Qingcheng all knew that the emperor and the imperial concubine had personally visited Qingcheng.

Not only that, the emperor also killed many officials who had been accomplices of the evil in Qingcheng for many years.

The bodies of twenty officials were exposed at the foot of the city wall and beside the moat. The emperor's majestic appearance was deeply rooted in the hearts of all the people in Qingcheng.

They knew that Qingcheng was finally about to light up.

I hope that the emperor’s killing this time will prevent Qingcheng from being affected by floods again.

On the eighth day in Qingcheng, Jiang Wumei finally set out on her return journey with Xiao Tong.

This time the delay was too long, and Jiang Wumei missed her child even more deeply.

And Junjun, I wonder how she is doing now and how long she will be away from the capital.

In the swaying carriage, Jiang Wumei's brows never relaxed for a moment.

Until the group settled in the next city, Jiang Wumei was led off the carriage by Xiao Tong and walked into the inn, with sadness still between her brows.

It was almost evening now, and Zhao Qi had booked this inn first.

Xiao Tong and Jiang Wumei walked into the inn together. Zhao Qi asked someone to drive the carriage to the backyard and took the remaining secret guards with them.

Jiang Wumei was just stepping onto the stairs and turning the corner when she heard a hearty shout from behind her:

"Shopkeeper! Six rooms please!"