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

Mrs. Huo would pause for a moment before continuing. Huo Qiming held her dry hand tightly and nodded repeatedly:

"Grandma, I will remember your words and will not dare to disobey you in the slightest."

Madam Huo nodded with satisfaction and looked at Huo Zhengfeng and Su Yun:

"You should listen to this as well."

Huo Zhengfeng and Su Yun looked at each other and nodded in unison:

"Mom, you talk, we're all listening."

Madam Huo coughed twice, covered her chest with one hand, and said in a hollow voice:

“That girl Junjun is still alive.

If you meet her in the future, don't make things difficult for her.

Tomorrow... the same thing.

Regardless of whether you blame Grandmother or not, she wants you to promise that no matter where you two meet in the future, you will not make things difficult for her in the slightest."

When Mrs. Huo said this, the three people present were shocked.

Huo Zhengfeng even thought he was hallucinating and stuttered:

"Mom, isn't my daughter-in-law gone?

How could he still be alive?

Her body was buried at the time.

And, when we went to the Xu residence to announce the death, the people there didn't react in any unusual way."

Su Yun didn't say anything for a moment, but thought of the body he had found, his face full of thought.

Among the three, Huo Qiming was the one who accepted this fact the fastest.

Huo Qiming was shocked and remained silent for a long time. Only when the surprise on Huo Zhengfeng and Sun Yun's faces faded away did he speak in a hoarse voice:

"Grandma, the man who came to the border that time..."

Mrs. Huo had a warm smile on her face. She struggled to touch Huo Qiming's dark hair, her eyes full of love:

“It’s that girl.

She was worried about whether my old bones could hold on.

Thanks to the medicine that girl made, I was able to hold on for so long."

Huo Qiming's guess came true, and he was in great confusion. He tightly grasped Madam Huo's hand and said in confusion:

"Xu Junjun is still alive. She is an excellent doctor. I will go find her and treat you."

At this moment, Huo Qiming remembered the occasional glance at the restaurant during the day, and immediately made a plan in his mind.

Huo Zhengfeng and Su Yun had the same idea:

"Yes, mother, Ming'er is right. Since our daughter-in-law is still alive, we can find her and help you recuperate.

My daughter-in-law is a skilled doctor. With her by your side, you will surely recover soon."

Mrs. Huo shook her head:

"Don't bother. It's hard enough for that girl to clean up this mess after marrying into our Huo family. Don't bother her anymore.

In addition, as for the clan matters, you can make your own arrangements after I leave.

Of the four branches of the Huo family, yours is the most capable. As long as you and your wife are united, the other three branches will not dare to object."

Madam Huo took a deep look at the three people in front of her and waved her hand:

"I'm tired, you all should go back."

Su Yun nodded towards Huo Zhengfeng and Huo Qiming:

"You and your son go back and rest first. I'll stay here with mother."

Huo Zhengfeng and Huo Qiming looked at Madam Huo's tired eyes, and even though they didn't want to, they had to get up and leave.

After returning to the room, Huo Qiming couldn't sleep, so he called his subordinates in and gave them some serious instructions. After they left, he sat down at the table again to think about the next arrangements.

The dark sky faded away overnight, and the rosy glow of the sky began to appear.

The branches in the courtyard were shaking, and Xu Junjun came out of the house yawning.

The sun was shining brightly and the wind was cool but not too dry. Xu Junjun stretched out his body in the yard and then went to find Jun Xiaochen for breakfast.

At this moment, Jiang Wumei had just woken up, got up and changed into palace clothes, and An'er had already come to the palace under the guidance of a palace maid.

"Mother, mother."

The little fellow ran over, crossed the palace gate, and almost tripped.

Fortunately, the palace maid serving behind him was quick to help him up, thus saving the little guy from hitting his forehead on the ground.

Jiang Wumei gestured for Qingzhi to move aside, squatted down and reached out to the stumbling little fellow:

"Come, An'er, come to mother."

After not seeing each other for such a long time, the little guy started to pout as soon as he heard Jiang Wumei's gentle voice, and tears appeared in his bright little eyes.

"Mom, An'er, An'er misses, misses you."

Throwing himself into Jiang Wumei's arms, the little guy said a few words and then hugged her tightly, refusing to let go.

Jiang Wumei stood up holding the child, touched the little guy's head, and ordered Qingzhi to prepare breakfast.

"Mom misses An'er too. Has An'er been eating well during this time when Mom is away?"

The little fellow nodded vigorously, fearing that his mother would think he was not obedient, and said in a milky voice:

"have eaten.

An'er is good and eats a lot of meals every day.

Mother said I should grow taller."

"Wow, An'er is so good.

Mother, dear."

Jiang Wumei was generous with the reward. She bent down and kissed the little guy on the face, successfully making him laugh.

After the mother and son finished their breakfast, Jiang Wumei ordered Qingzhi to lead the palace maids to pack up their things, preparing to discuss leaving the palace tomorrow with Xiao Tong later.

So, after Xiao Tong finished handling state affairs, he returned to Fengwu Palace from the imperial study. What greeted him were two pairs of faces, one large and one small, that looked almost identical. The mother and son both had identical smiles, which instantly dispelled the annoyance Xiao Tong had felt in the morning facing the noisy ministers.

The palace maids in the hall knelt down to pay their respects.

Jiang Wumei took An'er's hand and walked forward, and was about to salute, but Xiao Tong reached out to support her and held her hand with his backhand.

An'er looked at the man in front of her, her eyes full of joy, and reached out to hug him:

"Daddy."

Xiao Tong had lived with them for a period of time, so An'er naturally knew this father who didn't spend much time with her but was very good to her and her mother.

Xiao Tong curled his lips, picked up the little guy with one hand, and corrected:

"Go back to the palace and call father."

An'er didn't understand what the emperor was, but nodded obediently, hugged Xiao Tong's neck, and cried:

"Has your Majesty eaten yet? An'er and mother are hungry."

"Then the emperor will dine with you."

Without correcting his other name, Xiao Tong held the little guy in his arms and walked slowly inside with Jiang Wumei. Jiang Wumei smiled and turned to look at Qingzhi:

"Pass the meal around."

Qingzhi smiled and leaned forward to agree. When lunch was served, Qingzhi waited on the young prince while Xiao Tong and Jiang Wumei had their meals.

After the child finished eating, Qingzhi took him out to play, and Jiang Wumei mentioned leaving the palace.

Xiao Tong could not go back on his word, so he could only nod.

"Tomorrow I will personally escort you and An'er out of the palace."

Jiang Wumei said:

“State affairs are very heavy, and the Emperor does not need to make a personal trip.

Just let Zhao Qi send me and An'er away."

Xiao Tong ignored Jiang Wumei's refusal and made the final decision:

"After lunch tomorrow, you and An'er will wait for me in the palace."

Before Jiang Wumei could continue speaking, Xiao Tong raised his hand and put a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus fish on her plate:

"Enjoy your meal."

Jiang Wumei had no choice but to shut up. She had planned to leave the palace early tomorrow morning, but since Xiao Tong insisted, she would wait another half day.

After the two finished their lunch, seeing that Xiao Tong had no intention of leaving immediately, Jiang Wumei ordered someone to make tea.

"Are you tired?"

Xiao Tong took Jiang Wumei's hand and let her sit on his lap, holding her waist with his arms, his dark eyes deep.

Jiang Wumei shook her head, a faint smile on her lips:

"I am not tired.

If Your Majesty is tired, you can take a short rest. I will call you later."

The man's body temperature under her buttocks was burning hot, and Jiang Wumei felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, afraid that the man would cause trouble again.

Xiao Tong didn't notice Jiang Wumei's uneasiness and hugged her tighter:

"Take a nap with me."

Jiang Wumei's mind was filled with alarm bells, and the smile on her lips froze:

"An, An'er will be back soon after playing. I want to spend more time with the child..."

"No problem."

As soon as Xiao Tong finished speaking, he picked up the person horizontally. Jiang Wumei's eyebrows jumped and her arms subconsciously climbed onto the man's broad shoulders.