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

Jiang Wumei's eyes seemed to be filled with stars and the sea. Xiao Tong immersed himself in them, his black eyes smiling as he strode towards her.

In front of all the palace maids, the two of them walked towards the exquisite and magnificent palace in front of them, holding hands.

Jiang Wumei curled her lips and walked a few steps with Xiao Tong, but she felt the man suddenly let go of her.

Jiang Wumei was puzzled. Just as she was about to turn to look sideways, she suddenly felt empty under her feet.

The feeling of weightlessness came over Jiang Wumei, who was slightly startled and subconsciously climbed onto the man's broad shoulders.

The two of them were bathed in sunlight. Xiao Tong laughed heartily and strode into the hall with Jiang Wumei in his arms.

"Niao Niao, from now on, you are my wife.

You are not allowed to leave me again."

The man's hot voice whispered in her ear. Before Jiang Wumei could respond, she realized that the man was walking in the wrong direction.

The palace was extremely luxurious. The floor was covered with thick, expensive carpets imported from foreign countries. Expensive, blooming flowers were placed everywhere in the palace, and the whole palace was filled with fragrance as soon as one entered.

Xiao Tong held Jiang Wumei in his arms, walked across the carpet, walked around the screen, and headed straight for the large rosewood carved bed in the palace.

Jiang Wumei's heart skipped a beat. She had to go see An'er later. If she joined Xiao Tong in making trouble now, she might not be able to see her son today.

Jiang Wumei climbed onto the man's shoulders and spoke hurriedly:

"Your Majesty, don't you have something to do?

Otherwise, you can go ahead and do your work first, and I will come back later..."

"Not urgent."

Although Xiao Tong took big steps, he was as steady as a rock while holding Jiang Wumei's long arms.

"I'll deal with those things later."

Looking down at Jiang Wumei's beautiful eyes and eyebrows, Xiao Tong's chest burned even more fiercely. He had finally confirmed his beloved's feelings, so how could he not be excited?

Seeing that she couldn't stop him, Jiang Wumei's watery eyes flashed with helplessness.

Apart from the time when they met again after a long separation, Xiao Tong was in a state of anxiety and acted a little anxious. This was the second time she saw this man lose his composure.

It seems that her choice to live in Fengwu Palace had a significant impact on Xiao Tong.

It was unknown when all the palace maids had left the palace, and the closed doors and windows indicated that the two noble masters in the palace were not allowed to see anyone at the moment.

The robes and long skirts were folded and scattered on the thick carpet.

The scorching sunlight poured in through the half-open windows, casting a halo of light in the hall.

Jiang Wumei blossomed under Xiao Tong's big palm, and her slender and plump flower buds were plucked off by the man and flirted with at will.

Behind the layers of gauze, Xiao Tong leaned over and kissed each petal devoutly.

Jiang Wumei couldn't bear it and her whole body trembled.

She was covered in sweat and was drowsy when she suddenly heard a child crying.

"It's An'er."

Looking up from the waves, Jiang Wumei supported Xiao Tong's sweaty chest, panting continuously:

“You, please stop.

An'er, An'er is outside the palace."

The child's crying became louder and louder. Jiang Wumei even heard the child calling for his mother and couldn't help but become anxious.

But Xiao Tong was at a critical moment, with veins bulging on his forehead. How could he let her go?

Lowering his head and covering the woman's moist lips, Xiao Tong's voice was hoarse as fire:

"It's okay, someone will take care of An'er."

Jiang Wumei was still worried. Her lips and tongue were occupied by the man, and she could no longer speak. She could only use her arms, which were as soft as cotton, to push the man's chest, signaling him to wait a moment.

The arrow is on the string. If Xiao Tong lets go of Jiang Wumei at this time, he will not be considered a man.

He lowered his head and kissed the tip of the woman's crimson ear, sucked it twice, and looked at his beloved with satisfaction. Her watery eyes began to blur again. Xiao Tong then slightly stepped back and then moved closer.

The poor little guy heard that his mother had returned and finally came over, but was stopped outside the door by his cruel father and cried like a little kitten.

Qingzhi chased after them and heard the noise in the hall, so he quickly carried the little guy away.

"Your Highness, the Queen is not here. I will take you to look for her somewhere else."

After finally coaxing the crying and hiccuping little one into silence, Qingzhi heard the increasingly intense noises in the hall and hurriedly carried the child out.

The little fellow's face was red from crying, and his two chubby hands were hugging Qingzhi's neck, twitching:

"Mother, where is mother?

An'er misses, misses mother."

"My dear little prince, the queen is in another palace, which is a bit far. I will take you there right away."

The palace maids guarding this place all knew the young prince and Qingzhi who had just returned to the capital. Wherever the two passed, the palace maids bowed.

Qingzhi walked away with the little guy in her arms. Inside the hall, Jiang Wumei, who was trapped in his arms, did not hear the child crying. She finally let go and let go of the man.

When Jiang Wumei followed Xiao Tong back to the palace, it was noon. By the time she felt sore all over and was carried into the bath by the man, it was already dark outside the palace.

The bathtub was covered with flower petals and filled with hot steam. Jiang Wumei closed her eyes and leaned in the man's arms. Her skin became more and more pink as it was soaked in the hot water, which made the man's eyes darker.

Jiang Wumei accidentally opened her eyes and found that the man's eyes were fiery again. She quickly propped herself up and tried to get away from him.

This man seems to have taken an aphrodisiac today.

She couldn't bear it any longer.

"wave……

I promise this will be the last time..."

Jiang Wumei was pulled into the man's arms again, and he pinched her slender waist as she sat down.

The water rippled, and the palace maid who had remade the bed in the hall quickly left the hall with a red face.

After being taken out of the bathtub after washing, Jiang Wumei closed her eyes tightly and she didn't even have the strength to stretch out her fingers.

Jiang Wumei let the man help her put on clean underwear and dry her wet hair. As soon as she got into bed, she fell into a deep sleep.

After being tormented by the man for several hours, she didn't want to do anything and just wanted to sleep.

Looking at the woman's beautiful sleeping face, Xiao Tong, with a satisfied look on his face, lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead. Then he stood up, put on his clothes and went to the imperial study to handle government affairs.

After being delayed outside for so long, the affairs of the court have piled up like a mountain. He is afraid that he will not be able to come back to accompany Niao Niao tonight.

Frowning, Xiao Tong walked to the door of the palace and then turned back. He lifted the bed curtain, looked at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed, and leaned over to kiss her rosy lips.

The irritation of not being able to go home for the whole night disappeared completely in this short kiss. After taking a last look at Jiang Wumei's peaceful sleeping face, Xiao Tong got up and walked out of the palace.

"Take good care of the queen."

The man walked away, and behind him were palace maids kneeling on the ground, responding in low voices.

Jiang Wumei slept until midnight.

When she opened her eyes and looked at the candlelight in the hall, Jiang Wumei was distracted for a moment and didn't react for a moment.

The candlelight on the exquisite tung tree is like flowers, and the faint fragrance of flowers floats in the hall.

Jiang Wumei sat up, but before she could see the surroundings clearly, she heard a familiar voice asking with a hint of excitement:

"Mother, you're awake."

Jiang Wumei paused in stroking her forehead, turned her head and saw Qingzhi with tears in her eyes.

Qingzhi was very excited. Seeing Jiang Wumei preparing to get up, he quickly reached out to help her.

"My Lady, you are finally back to the palace.

The young master and I have been looking forward to your return. How have you been doing recently?"

Since they parted at the inn that night, Qingzhi has had nightmares every night.

She was afraid that something might happen to her queen, and even if she accompanied the young master every day, she could not feel at ease.

Especially after escorting the young master back to the capital under the protection of the secret guards, Qingzhi cried every night when she learned that her queen had fallen off a cliff.

She was very scared. If her queen died, what would the young master do?

She is a worthless person, at worst she will go with her own queen.

The young master is so young, how can he survive in the palace without his mother?

In just half a month, Qingzhi couldn't sleep at night and quickly became thinner.

Finally, she learned that her queen had returned safely, and she regained her vitality and returned to her previous state.

Now, seeing his master again, Qingzhi was completely unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.

Fortunately, Jiang Wumei understood her well enough. She reached out and stood up with Qingzhi's help, put on her dress and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'm fine."