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

Xu Junjun didn't know what Jun Xiaochen did afterwards.

When the sky brightened, Xu Junjun, who had not slept all night, checked the extent of the healing of the little emperor Wan's wound and directly asked Wei Dong to escort the little emperor back to his original palace.

Although the personal guards cleaned the cold palace thoroughly last night, the years of decay still made it unsuitable for patients to live there.

Wei Dong sent someone to report to Jun Xiaochen and immediately went down to make careful preparations.

Half an hour later, Wei Dong brought his men and, under the command of Xu Junjun, sent someone to send the little emperor back to his bedroom.

The little emperor was carried to the bed by Weidong. Xu Junjun checked the wound and found no bleeding, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything was arranged, and all the palace maids and eunuchs serving in the little emperor's bedroom were cleared out. Xu Junjun sat aside, staring at the little emperor's pale and gray face in a daze.

Jun Xiaochen was away for a whole day. He came back again. The golden wheel set in the west and the evening light spread over the entire palace.

Xu Junjun stayed in the little emperor's bedroom all day without leaving. Weidong brought the medicine, and Xu Junjun fed the little emperor the medicine personally.

The medicine was bitter and hard to swallow. Even when the little emperor was unconscious, he could hardly swallow it. Xu Junjun wiped the medicine flowing from the corner of the little emperor's mouth with a handkerchief, frowned and asked Wei Dong to go forward, pinch open the little emperor's mouth and pour the medicine directly in.

Xu Junjun had no experience. After feeding the little emperor half a bowl of medicine, the little emperor choked out half. After working for a long time, the little emperor finally drank a third of the whole bowl of medicine.

Wei Dong saw Xu Junjun's face darken and asked hesitantly:

"Miss Xu, should I ask them to bring another bowl of medicine?"

Xu Junjun stared at the medicine on her sleeve and put down the medicine bowl.

"Send another one."

Even if the medicine is not effective, you still have to drink it.

Otherwise, given the little emperor's physical condition, it's hard to say whether he can hold on until he wakes up.

Wei Dong nodded and walked away quickly, then returned quickly with a bowl of medicine.

As soon as he arrived outside the bedroom, he ran into Jun Xiaochen who had just returned.

"master."

Wei Dong took a step back and saluted while holding the medicine.

Jun Xiaochen hummed and looked at the tray in his hand:

"Has the Emperor not taken the medicine yet?"

Weidong respectfully replied:

"My Lord, Miss Xu was feeding the Emperor medicine, but she spilled some, so she asked me to bring another bowl."

Jun Xiaochen nodded and took the Chinese medicine bowl from Wei Dong's tray:

"You go down."

"Yes, master."

Wei Dong took the tray and left the bedroom, while Jun Xiaochen walked into the hall carrying the bowl of medicine.

The medicine juice splashed on her body, making her feel sticky and uncomfortable. There was warm water in the hall. Xu Junjun soaked a handkerchief in it, wrung it dry, and wiped the place on her wrist where the medicine had splashed.

With her eyes lowered, Xu Junjun wiped the clothes carefully, but suddenly a shadow appeared in front of her eyes.

The familiar scent of ambergris lingered on the man's body. Xu Junjun looked up and fell into the man's calm eyes.

"Why are you back so early?

Didn't those old ministers of Tianqi give you any trouble?"

Taking the medicine bowl from the man's hand, Xu Junjun walked towards the dragon bed and asked.

“I don’t care about their thoughts and opinions.

Why is it difficult to say so? "

Jun Xiaochen followed her closely, his voice steady and reassuring.

Xu Junjun looked back at him and did not comment on his confident statement.

Letting Jun Xiaochen take over Wei Dong's actions, Xu Junjun reluctantly forced the little emperor to drink half a bowl of medicine.

After feeding the medicine, Xu Junjun cleaned the medicine soup on her body. Jun Xiaochen stood behind her, frowned and said:

"Jun'er, when will the emperor wake up?"

Xu Junjun paused while wiping her hands and shook her head in disappointment.

"I do not know either.

Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow night, maybe I’ll never wake up again…”

Xu Junjun couldn't give a definite answer, just as she was not sure which would come first, wakefulness or death.

As soon as Xu Junjun said this, four or five contingency plans flashed through Jun Xiaochen's mind, all of which were to deal with the storms from the previous dynasty.

And no matter which one of them, he would not let Xu Junjun be caught in the whirlpool of the hurricane.

With his heart racing, Jun Xiaochen noticed Xu Junjun's dehydrated lips and frowned, asking:

"Have you had dinner yet?"

Xu Junjun didn't eat a single grain of rice for the whole day. As she said last night, she had no appetite.

Xu Junjun shook his head honestly:

"No, I can't eat."

Jun Xiaochen didn't say much, but turned around and went outside the bedroom to give a few instructions.

During this interval, Xu Junjun suddenly remembered the culprit who had harmed the little emperor to this point. When Jun Xiaochen returned, he immediately asked:

"Where did you keep that bitch?

I'm going to go find her and settle the score later!"

Xu Junjun's voice was cold and his face was gloomy. He was really planning to kill someone tonight.

Unexpectedly, when she asked this question, the man in front of her shook his head. Xu Junjun was stunned, frowning even more tightly, and guessed:

"Did those old ministers know?

They want to protect that bitch?! "

Xu Junjun gritted her teeth. No matter who it was, no one could stop her from killing that bitch this time.

The little emperor was in a coma today, and Xu Junjun sat in the palace all day. The thing she regretted most was that she didn't use the dagger to pierce the bitch's heart last night.

Xu Junjun clenched his fist angrily and offered a choice:

"It's okay, since your status is special and it's inconvenient for you to do it, I'll do it!

Let Weidong take me there tonight, and then you can pretend you know nothing about it.

If they cause trouble, just push me out.

I come from the Great Saint, so even if these old ministers want to kill me, they have to ask Xiao Tong first. With Niao Niao here, I will be fine."

Xu Junjun thought about the matter deeply. In a word, that bitch who hurt the little emperor must die today!

Just as she was about to say something else angrily, a warm palm suddenly covered the back of her hand.

Jun Xiaochen held her hand, wrapped her entire fist with his big palm, accepted all her negative emotions, and used body language to soothe her overly excited mood.

“Don’t be impatient.

No one defended her.

But..."

Jun Xiaochen's voice was like a gentle spring breeze, slowly melting into Xu Junjun's heart:

"I have killed her."

Meeting Xu Junjun's shocked eyes, Jun Xiaochen acted calmly, as if killing the Queen Mother Tianqi was just like killing a stray dog ​​that hurt people on the roadside.

Jun Xiaochen didn't finish the rest of the words, fearing that he would scare Xu Junjun:

"I did it myself, and she died an hour ago.

Without her, her nine clans would cease to exist.

In this apocalypse, there is no way for her and her family to survive.

Jun'er, the enemy is dead, you can rest assured."

Big tears welled up in her eyes. Xu Junjun held Jun Xiaochen's big hands tightly and lifted his hands up to check them repeatedly.

No wounds.

Still dry and warm.

This man has not shown any intense emotions since the incident, but he has gone to great lengths to do everything despite the world's condemnation.

Killing people, arresting people, eliminating future troubles, bearing such a huge price, considering all the hidden dangers for her, and becoming this apocalypse sinner in advance.

Jun Xiaochen sighed, raised his hand to wipe away her tears, his eyes filled with pity:

"Restoring order and protecting the peace of Tianqi is what I should do.

Jun'er, don't feel any guilt or burden."

Xu Junjun shook her head with red eyes. She found that since returning to Tianqi, she cried more often than in the past few years when she traveled through the book.

For the little emperor, and also for Jun Xiaochen.