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

Xu Junjun learned that Huo Qiming wanted to marry Chen Yue'er early the next morning, when she was busy having breakfast.

Chunlan, her newly promoted maid, was whispering in her ear the big news of Huo Qiming coming out of the old lady's yard last night with blood all over his head, vividly describing it.

Xu Junjun ignored it and when Chunlan told her that Chen Yue'er went to Tingfengyuan to take care of Huo Qiming in the middle of the night, she was just finishing her last mouthful of chicken porridge.

“From now on, you don’t need to report anything about Tingfeng Court.

My grandmother would inform me immediately if there was any movement.

Let's go, change our clothes, and go copy Buddhist scriptures with grandma."

Xu Junjun was impatient to listen to how Huo Qiming and Chen Yue'er were affectionate with each other. Anyway, she would be able to leave this rotten place in at most half a year.

By then, even if Huo Qiming and Chen Yue'er ran naked in front of the whole capital, it would have nothing to do with her.

Chunlan stared at her own wife, feeling very disappointed:

"Madam, my cousin has gone to take care of the young master personally, aren't you worried?

Would you please personally make some nourishing soup and go visit the young master?"

Xu Junjun stepped out of the room and laughed sarcastically when she heard this:

"Does Huo Qiming think he's worthy enough to drink the soup I made myself?!"

Huo Qiming had a disfigured forehead and had not gone to the military camp for training for two consecutive days. Since he stayed in the mansion, Chen Yue'er went to Tingfengyuan every day to accompany him in playing chess and practicing sword. The two of them were so affectionate that others envied them.

Xu Junjun didn't feel anything at all. She went to the old lady's yard on time every day to recite scriptures and worship Buddha. Her life was peaceful and quiet. Chunlan, the maid, was so anxious that she got blisters in her mouth.

On the third day of Huo Qiming's stay in the mansion, an imperial decree was issued, allowing him to rest for ten days. After ten days, he would select 20,000 soldiers and horses to set out to the border to kill the Huns.

After the imperial edict was issued, Madam Huo had no time to pay attention to Chen Yue'er. She nervously urged Huo Qiming to train his troops diligently every day, and then she knelt in the Buddhist temple, holding a peace amulet and chanting scriptures to pray for blessings every day.

Influenced by the old lady, Xu Junjun followed the old lady Huo in her free time, holding the amulet and chanting scriptures.

However, she was not praying for Huo Qiming's safety, but for Jiang Wumei.

The day before Huo Qiming left Beijing, Jiang Wumei sent Qingzhi to deliver a letter to Xu Junjun.

After reading the letter, Xu Junjun's pupils shrank slightly, and she bent over the table and quickly wrote a reply.

After writing the letter, Xu Junjun handed the letter, health pills and amulet to Qingzhi, asking her to take them back to the Prince's Mansion.

Qingzhi brought the things back to the mansion. Jiang Wumei had just met with the stewards of the Prince's Mansion when she ran into Qingzhi. The stewards greeted her one after another before leaving the warm room.

"Your Majesty, this servant has delivered the letter to the General's wife.

These are the things that Madam asked me to bring back."

After presenting the things to Jiang Wumei, Qingzhi replied in a low voice.

Jiang Wumei nodded, burned the letter after reading it, took out the amulet and rubbed it a few times. Jiang Wumei personally put the amulet into the sachet on her body and asked Qingzhi to keep the health pills.

It was almost noon. Jiang Wumei had finished her lunch and was just about to take a nap when she heard that the purchasing manager of the mansion wanted to see her.

Qingzhi brought the person in, but saw that the manager was holding an exquisite and ingenious cage in his hand.

There is a beautiful silver lock hanging on the cage, which is very eye-catching.

After seeing clearly what was in the cage, Jiang Wumei's eyes gradually lit up. That furry, humming little thing, was it a white tiger cub?

"The servant greets the queen.

May your Majesty be blessed with good health and happiness."

After kneeling down and performing the ceremony, the steward placed the cage in front of Jiang Wumei with both hands, his face wrinkled with a smile:

"Last time, Miss Qingzhi mentioned that Your Majesty wanted to keep a little toy to pass the time, and I have been keeping an eye on it ever since.

Just a month ago, the white tiger hunted by His Highness gave birth to a cub.

I thought Your Majesty might like it, so I brought it to you for your inspection."

"Qingzhi, quickly bring the little thing over to me for a look."

Jiang Wumei straightened her back, her face full of urgency.

Before she died in her previous life, she had raised two kittens at home. She had no resistance to these furry little creatures. Now, when she saw the adorable white tiger cub, she wanted to pounce on it and take a few deep breaths.

The steward opened the cage, Qingzhi walked forward, gently took out the tiger cub, and handed it to Jiang Wumei.

Before coming to the warm room, the steward had already cleaned the tiger cub. Jiang Wumei held the tiger cub in her arms, sniffing the milky scent of the little guy, her eyes shining with joy. She kept stroking the little guy's smooth head and touching the tiger stripes on the little cub's head. She simply couldn't let go of it.

Perhaps sensing Jiang Wumei's affection, the little tiger cub that was dying in the cage just now turned over and sniffed Jiang Wumei's fingertips with a humming sound. After sniffing them, it stuck out its little tongue to lick them and started to cry.

The little guy's cry was soft and sweet, which was particularly touching. Not to mention Jiang Wumei, who loved small animals, even the other maids in the room were attracted by the white tiger cub and showed curious eyes.

“The manager has a heart.

I will keep this white tiger cub."

Holding the white tiger cub and kissing it twice, Jiang Wumei turned to Qingzhi and said:

"Send two maids and the steward to get food for the white tiger cub, and then have the craftsmen in the mansion build a new nest for the white tiger cub."

This is a white tiger cub. She has never touched one in modern times. She didn’t expect that after traveling through a book, she would have the chance to raise one. It’s really great.

Seeing how much the master loved this little thing, Qingzhi smiled. He squatted down and responded with a smile, then led the steward out of the hall.

That night, Crown Prince Xiao Tong returned from the palace and stepped into the warm room. He found Jiang Wumei standing at the door waiting for him, holding a ball of white fluff.

When he looked closely, he realized that she was holding a white tiger cub.

"Where did it come from?"

Xiao Tong was very frugal with words, and his face was as cold and solemn as ever.

Jiang Wumei had long been accustomed to Xiao Tong's cold face. She smiled and handed the white tiger cub in her arms to Qingzhi, asking her to take it away to feed it tiger milk. She washed her hands and took off Xiao Tong's cloak.

"The steward of the palace sent it, saying it was born from the white tiger that Your Highness hunted a month ago.

I am not allowed to go out in the mansion, so I want to keep it by my side to entertain myself."

"Yes. Let's eat."

He was just a beast, Xiao Tong would not pay much attention to him.

There were many things going on in the court today, and Xiao Tong was extremely tired at the moment. He had no time to care whether Jiang Wumei raised a white tiger or a dog.

Dinner had just been prepared. The dishes were exquisite and there were various nourishing soups. Jiang Wumei stood beside Xiao Tong and first served him a bowl of nourishing soup. Then she sat down beside him and said with a smile:

"Your Highness has been busy with government affairs during the day, and I have specially asked the kitchen to prepare several nourishing soups for you. Please try them all."

Xiao Tong did not respond. He was the one who knew everyone in the Prince's Mansion. He knew exactly whether Jiang Wumei had asked the kitchen to stew soup today.

Seeing this woman speaking sweet words in front of him, a trace of disgust flashed in Xiao Tong's eyes, but it quickly disappeared before anyone could catch it.

"Since it is my concubine's kindness, I will definitely try it."

A calm gaze passed across Jiang Wumei's face. Xiao Tong picked up the bowl of soup, took a few sips, and then picked up the chopsticks to eat.

Observing Xiao Tong's expression, Jiang Wumei kept smiling, but alarm bells rang in her heart.

Why did this bastard suddenly get angry?