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

Jiang Wumei examined the white tiger cub with great concern. Seeing that he was barely breathing but had no other injuries, she ordered someone to bring him food.

During the hours that Xiao Tong was imprisoned, the maids serving in the palace also put food in the cage.

But who is Xiao Tong? He is the legitimate crown prince of the Great Sage Dynasty. He is born noble and no one dares to disobey him!

Being humiliated like a beast, he wished he had no arms so he could chop all the people there to pieces.

The humiliation and anger burned out his mind. He had no mood to eat or drink. He kicked over the food box and went hungry for several hours.

Before Jiang Wumei returned to the palace, he was still filled with rage. He hated Xu Junjun and thought to himself that if what happened today had happened half a month ago, anyone who had angered him in the palace would have been killed, leaving no body intact!

Now being held in Jiang Wumei's arms, receiving soft words of comfort, and feeling the comfort of her fingertips brushing against his back, Xiao Tong's raging anger was only slightly suppressed.

But even so, Xiao Tong had no intention of eating.

When the maid carefully brought the meal, Xiao Tong, who was lying in Jiang Wumei's arms, suddenly raised his head, stared at the visitor with his tiger eyes and bared his teeth fiercely, and overturned the tray in her hand with one claw.

The juice splashed and the dried fruit powder spilled all over the floor. The maid holding the tray was covered in milk stains and knelt down to apologize in a messy and funny manner.

Jiang Wumei knew that the little guy was in a bad mood today because he was locked up, but she didn't get angry. She just waved her hand and asked the maid to bring in another one.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore.

I will issue an order shortly: from now on, no one in the palace can imprison you, including Junjun, okay?"

Jiang Wumei's voice was gentle, and she felt so soft-hearted when she saw the resentful look on the little guy's face under his tiger fur.

During the time she raised the white tiger cub, Jiang Wumei had already treated it as a family member and doted on it. Its status even surpassed Xiao Tong and was only second to Xu Junjun, who was in the same different world.

Thinking about leaving today and letting it suffer so much injustice in the palace, Jiang Wumei couldn't help but feel distressed and couldn't help but coax it a few more words.

Xiao Tong's anger had not yet subsided. When he heard Jiang Wumei calling Xu Junjun so intimately, the evil fire in his heart raged even more.

But thinking of his current situation, Xiao Tong was helpless, depressed and angry, so he had to turn around and stop looking at Jiang Wumei, and sulked in his own rage.

But he didn't know that when he turned his head and lay in Jiang Wumei's arms, he looked like a little kid who was having a quarrel with his mother, and he was so cute no matter how you looked at him.

Jiang Wumei's motherly love overflowed when she saw Xiao Tong. Regardless of Xiao Tong's struggle, she held him in front of her, smiled and kissed him a few times, loving him so much.

"You little thing, you may not be big in body, but you have a big temper.

Don’t be angry anymore. If you get sick from anger, I will have to call a doctor for you, and then you will be in pain again.

Come, the food and drinks are here, can I feed you myself?"

Xiao Tong struggled to ignore it, but suddenly he smelled a sweet fragrance and his stomach immediately started to growl.

The momentum that he had managed to build up disappeared in an instant. Xiao Tong's face turned red and he couldn't help scratching his face with his claws to hide the shame and anger on his face.

Damn it!

Xiao Tong gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, but before he could think of anything else, Jiang Wumei stuffed his mouth full.

Just as Xiao Tong was about to spit it out, he heard Jiang Wumei's gentle and threatening voice above his head:

"If you dare to spit it out, I will punish you by not allowing you to eat for five days."

Xiao Tong's face froze, and he raised his head and cursed:

"Bold!

Who dares to starve me?!

I will chop off his head!"

His angry curses fell into Jiang Wumei's ears and automatically turned into a series of humming sounds. Coupled with its angry little expression, Jiang Wumei thought it was struggling to defend its right to have a full stomach.

Jiang Wumei raised her hand to continue smoothing its fur, and then stuffed a mouthful of food into its mouth, giving it a sweet reward after a beating:

"Don't worry, as long as you behave well, no one will starve you.

I am still waiting for you to grow up quickly and protect me."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Jiang Wumei's unintentional words instantly put an end to all of Xiao Tong's resistance.

After swallowing the unpalatable food in his mouth, Xiao Tong involuntarily glanced at Jiang Wumei's face, his heart heavy.

She actually longs to be protected?

Could it be that this Prince's Mansion made her feel insecure, which is why she expressed such expectations to a weak and powerless beast?

Xiao Tong felt a sharp pain in his heart and chewed three times faster, as if he wanted to swallow the dull pain in his heart into his stomach.

Seeing it eat so eagerly again, Jiang Wumei fed the milk to its mouth with a helpless smile:

"Don't eat too fast, or you might choke.

You little guy, you were angry just now and you are so impatient when you eat. It's really worrying."

Patting the white tiger cub's head, Jiang Wumei put him on the table and fed him slowly. After he finished eating everything on the table, she told Qingzhi to take him down to take a bath.

Qingzhi squatted down and agreed, ordered people to clean up the mess, and then he took the white tiger cub to take a bath.

As soon as she left, Jiang Wumei began to take care of the miscellaneous affairs in the mansion.

After just half an hour of work, Qingzhi returned to the hall carrying the white tiger cub who had just taken a bath.

Jiang Wumei took the little guy and put him on her lap. Seeing that he was no longer as depressed as before, she started talking to Qingzhi about business.

"Is there any news from Chun Yurong?"

Qingzhi replied in a low voice:

"Concubine Chun has been very quiet these past few days, and our people haven't noticed anything unusual."

Jiang Wumei nodded, thoughtfully:

"The venomous snake coiled above my head hasn't moved yet, it must be waiting for the right moment to strike.

Let our people keep a closer eye on it, so that we don’t get bitten by the venomous snake in the end.”

Qingzhi's face was serious:

"Don't worry, Madam. I will give you the detailed instructions."

Seeing Jiang Wumei lowering her head to look at the account book again, Qingzhi hesitated for a moment and said:

"Your Majesty, Master Liaochen said today that His Highness will wake up in three months at the shortest, or half a year at the longest. Do we need to prepare some countermeasures?"

Jiang Wumei was feeling annoyed by this matter. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the teacup beside her fall to the ground with a bang. The golden tea soup spilled out, completely ruining a priceless Persian carpet.

Jiang Wumei and Qingzhi were startled and turned their heads at the same time.

He discovered that the white tiger cub who had just been playing on the couch was standing by the window, its pupils trembling constantly, as if it was extremely frightened.