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

When the time came, Jiang Wumei went to bed early.

After being tormented by Xiao Tong for several hours during the day, she should have fallen asleep as soon as she got into bed, but for some reason, Jiang Wumei couldn't sleep after lying on the soft bed.

Turning her head to glance at the incense burning in the hall, Jiang Wumei tossed and turned for a while before gradually feeling a little sleepy.

Jiang Wumei didn't know when she fell asleep. In the middle of the night, she felt her throat was dry and wanted to drink some water.

Jiang Wumei opened her eyes hazily, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure standing in front of the bed in the dim light. She was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat and she immediately shouted:

"who!"

"It's me."

The man's familiar voice instantly calmed Jiang Wumei's pounding heart.

Jiang Wumei propped herself up and leaned against the headboard. She looked at the figure standing beside the bed and asked in confusion:

"Didn't the Emperor say during the day that he wouldn't come tonight?

Why did you come here suddenly? "

If someone else had stood by her bed in the middle of the night to scare her, Jiang Wumei would have cursed him out long ago.

But this man is Xiao Tong, the long-term meal ticket for her and her child. Even if Jiang Wumei is angry, she can only say a few soft words to stab him.

Perhaps because she had just been frightened awake and her mind was still a little confused, Jiang Wumei spoke less clearly than usual, and there was a hint of resentment in her tone when she spoke to Xiao Tong.

Unexpectedly, the man who was so angry at Jiang Wumei that he had no time for lunch or dinner today, suddenly felt better because of the hint of complaint in her words.

He moved his stiff legs and sat down beside the big bed. Xiao Tong reached out and gently held Jiang Wumei's small hand on the quilt, and said seriously:

"Niao Niao, are you planning to bring An'er with you when you go to Tianqi this time?"

Xiao Tong was depressed and furious for the whole afternoon. He reviewed the memorials and harshly scolded several ministers, but he was unable to suppress the anger in his heart.

He originally wanted to rest in the imperial study today and calm down, but when he heard that he had not returned, Niao Niao and the children were still happily playing and having dinner, and Niao Niao even went to bed earlier than usual, he could no longer sit still.

Like a husband who was about to be abandoned, he rushed back from the imperial study overnight.

But unexpectedly, when he returned to Fengwu Palace and looked at Niao Niao sleeping soundly, Xiao Tong felt even more uncomfortable.

He was embarrassed and lost, as if he was holding a sincere heart and presenting it to his beloved like a treasure, but his beloved didn't even look at it, and brushed it to the ground with one hand, splashing countless dust.

But now, he had to endure the heartache and ask for another answer.

He wanted to find out whether Niao Niao really wanted to leave again.

If she planned to take An'er to Tianqi, Xiao Tong would have to keep her there no matter what means he used.

Hearing this question, Jiang Wumei was stunned. Thinking of her promise to Xu Junjun, she said directly:

“Of course I have to bring An’er.

An'er is too young, I'm afraid he won't be used to being away from me."

With a crash, Xiao Tong's heart fell into an ice bucket, becoming colder and colder, and his eyes looking at Jiang Wumei were filled with madness.

A storm was brewing in his chest. Xiao Tong was about to open his mouth to revoke what he had agreed to that afternoon, but he heard Jiang Wumei suddenly say:

"If Your Majesty feels uneasy about An'er traveling with me, I can leave her in the palace.

I am going to Tianqi only to offer congratulations and will not stay there for too long.

After your wedding is over, I will return to the Great Sage."

An'er is too young, and Tianqi and the Great Sage are thousands of miles apart. The child may not be able to bear the hassle of traveling back and forth.

It was only when Xiao Tong came to ask about this tonight that Jiang Wumei remembered this. After thinking about it for a while, she changed her decision.

Jiang Wumei's words were like a sweet rain from heaven, instantly extinguishing the rage that was sweeping through Xiao Tong's limbs and bones, allowing him to experience the thrill of going from hell to heaven.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Xiao Tong held Jiang Wumei in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, and talked about the ministers' advice during the morning court today.

"Niao Niao, today the ministers asked me to select a concubine. What do you think?"

Jiang Wumei's heart sank. She didn't expect this day to come so soon.

"What can I think?

The Emperor will make the final decision on this important matter."

Jiang Wumei's voice was still soft, but there was no smile on her face.

Xiao Tong held her shoulders and stepped back a little. Most of the candles in the hall were extinguished, but Xiao Tong, who had excellent eyesight, could see every expression on Jiang Wumei's face.

Jiang Wumei was not very interested and showed resistance. Xiao Tong came alive again and stared at her with fiery eyes:

“I don’t want to be the boss.

I will do whatever you tell me to do.

Niaoniao, you decide for me about this selection.

I will obey you completely."

Xiao Tong pressed on step by step. Jiang Wumei stared into his fiery eyes and became angry, which was rare for her:

"Your Majesty, my life is also my life.

The harem is not allowed to interfere in government affairs. You let me make the decision on the selection of concubines. If this were to be reported to the previous court, what would await me? Don't you know?"

Xiao Tong engraved Jiang Wumei's angry expression deep in his heart. He felt that he might be able to get the answer today, so he did not give up and continued to ask:

"If I tell you not to worry about the past and just follow your heart, will you let me choose the winner?"

Jiang Wumei was finally pushed to the edge of the cliff by his words and completely exploded.

Pulling her hand back forcefully, Jiang Wumei stared coldly at Xiao Tong, anger blazing in her eyes:

"No worries?

Since the day I married Your Majesty, have you ever given me the opportunity to not have to worry?

In every crisis, I was able to turn danger into safety without relying on myself.

Back when you were still the crown prince, the palace's sterilizing drugs, Chun Yurong's poisoning, and your surveillance and testing, every single one of them, which one was not harmful to me?

I originally thought that after Chun Yurong's death, the Emperor would know how hard it has been for me and would let me go.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I returned to the palace, the emperor's true nature came back and pushed me into trouble again.

What? Could it be that the emperor has found a new love in his heart and plans to use me again?

But now, I have to disappoint the emperor. I already have An'er, and I don't want to be a shield for the emperor's sweetheart anymore.

If Your Majesty intends to erect another shield in the harem to attract fire for your beloved, please seek other advice. This time, even if I have to move to the cold palace, I will not cooperate with Your Majesty in this show.

If Your Majesty forces me, don't blame me for resisting with my death!"

Jiang Wumei threw herself into it, and years of pent-up dissatisfaction and fear burst out in an instant. She questioned Xiao Tong angrily in a sarcastic tone.

Watching Xiao Tong's expression change from confusion to shock, then to guilt and finally to regret, Jiang Wumei felt very happy and did not consider at all how much rift this would create between the two of them.

Anyway, there was an insurmountable gap between her and Xiao Tong.

Instead of standing on the edge of the cliff and experiencing the fear of death again and again, it is better to take a step forward and put life and death aside!