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

When Jiang Wumei said this, Xu Junjun felt that something was wrong.

Xu Junjun glared at Wei Dong who was looking over here, and gritted her teeth fiercely:

"Did that bastard Weidong rush you?

He told me about this the other day, and I told him not to rush.

Now, he doesn't dare to come to me and complain, but comes to you to bother you.

Wait, I'll teach him a lesson so he won't dare to harass you again.

From now on, we can just have fun as we please without worrying about the wedding.

Jun Xiaochen is such a grown man in the imperial capital, if he can't even handle a wedding, why would I marry him! "

Xu Junjun was furious and was about to go to the other side with a chicken leg to ask for an explanation, but Jiang Wumei reached out and held her back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:

"Sit down for me."

Xu Junjun turned back angrily, and Wei Dong, who was stabbed by her glare, hurriedly lowered his head, grabbing a chicken wing and biting it guiltily, fearing that Xu Junjun would cause trouble for him.

Jiang Wumei glanced at Wei Dong, who looked like a quail across from her, then turned back to look at the angry Xu Junjun and said with a smile:

“Why are you angry with them? Weidong is right.

At your wedding with Jun Xiaochen, Tianqi watched countless pairs of eyes.

They want you to go back early because they are thinking about you.

Just think about it, if the wedding of the Prince Regent is prepared in a simple and sloppy manner, wouldn’t the ministers of Tianqi look down on you even more after seeing it?

Jun Xiaochen is also considering this for you."

Xu Junjun awkwardly kicked the stone away from her feet:

“I know he’s doing this for my own good.

But since you finally came to Tianqi, I want to spend some time with you."

Xu Junjun had no idea what the future would be like. She just wanted to cherish every day with her best friend.

With a sigh, the chicken drumstick in his hand instantly lost its fragrance. Xu Junjun looked up at Jiang Wumei and pursed his lips:

"Okay, I understand. After finishing this delicious meal, we will rush back to the imperial capital.

That's fine, right? "

Jiang Wumei tapped her brow with her fingertips, smiled and scolded:

"Stop pretending to be pathetic. When we get to the imperial capital, I'll personally help you choose your wedding dress."

Xu Junjun was easy to coax. When she heard this, she immediately became happy and regained her appetite.

After eating the game, Jiang Wumei asked everyone to rest for half an hour before packing up and setting off.

It would take at least seven or eight days to get from here to the imperial capital. Jiang Wumei calculated the time and asked everyone to hurry up. The group finally arrived at the imperial capital on the sixth day.

During this period, the entire Tianqi court was in an uproar over the issue of establishing a new emperor.

However, Jun Xiaochen, who held the imperial edict of succession, was the calmest one.

He did not mention that the young emperor had left the imperial edict of succession to him, nor did he mention the candidate for the new emperor. He also wanted to marry a woman from the Great Saint, but this made the old ministers in the Tianqi court worry about it.

But no matter how much they said, they couldn't stop Jun Xiaochen.

It is said that after returning from the imperial mausoleum that day, the Regent's Palace began to prepare for the wedding. Tianqi's ministers were so worried that they couldn't sleep all night.

It would have been fine if the emperor had not shown his intention to pass the throne to the regent, but the emperor not only said it, but his attitude was also very firm.

The young emperor summoned several important officials into the palace before his death. During this period, they would gather in a place after the court session to figure out whether the emperor had left an imperial decree for succession before his death.

But when everyone got together to think about it, they still had no idea.

If Jun Xiaochen really married the Great Saint woman to succeed to the throne, wouldn't that mean the Apocalypse Kingdom would change its owner?

Jun Xiaochen already has half the blood of another country. If he were to marry the Great Saint woman, this, this, this...

No matter how fiercely these old ministers quarreled behind the scenes, the Regent's Palace was peaceful and harmonious.

The red silk is hung high, and the atmosphere is full of joy, which is unique in the whole imperial capital.

There was only about half a month left before the wedding. Xu Junjun brought Jiang Wumei back to the Regent's Palace. Seeing the red silk floating all over the palace, her eyes almost popped out.

This is a bit too exaggerated.

Did Jun Xiaochen hang all the red silk he could find in the imperial capital in his mansion?

"Miss Xu, hey, you're finally back.

If you don't come back, the prince will throw me out."

As soon as Xu Junjun arrived at the gate of the mansion, the news reached the ears of the old housekeeper.

After waiting for a long time for Jun Xiaochen to get married, the old housekeeper was afraid that Xu Junjun would run away, so as soon as she returned home, he immediately ran to the gate with a large booklet to pick her up.

Looking at the thick booklet in the old butler's hand, Xu Junjun was dumbfounded.

Judging from the situation, Jun Xiaochen is probably still in the palace. Is she going to be forced to do something as soon as she returns home?

"Um, Uncle Butler, my sister is here. We just arrived and I'm in so much pain all over.

If there is anything, you can make the decision. I will come to see you tomorrow."

As she spoke, Xu Junjun pulled Jiang Wumei and was about to run towards her own yard, but Jiang Wumei grabbed her and gave her a reproachful glare.

"Give this to me. I'll discuss it with Junjun later."

As soon as Xu Junjun arrived, the old housekeeper came over, which meant that Jun Xiaochen was too busy to finalize these things.

If Xu Junjun were to give up again, the old housekeeper would be driven to death.

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is.

Jiang Wumei took the heavy booklet, glanced at it casually, and found that it recorded the procedures for the wedding banquet and the standards for selecting ingredients for the banquet.

The old housekeeper knew that Xu Junjun was going to pick up a distinguished guest from the Great Sage. When he saw Jiang Wumei's beautiful face, he immediately bowed politely.

"Then there's Mrs. Law."

Xu Junjun brought Jiang Wumei and the book back to the yard. She threw the bag off her shoulder and fell onto the bed in a big mouth with a thud. She stared at the ceiling with despair.

"I was so tired that I didn't even have a sip of water when this happened.

Can’t Jun Xiaochen arrange all these things in one day?

You have to wait for me to come back and torment me."

Qingzhi followed Jiang Wumei into the house, put away her luggage, and poured tea for her.

The servants in the Regent's Palace were very well-behaved. As soon as they saw their master return, they immediately brought hot water and asked Xu Junjun if she wanted to have a meal.

Xu Junjun glanced at the time. It was just past noon. By the time Jun Xiaochen came back from the palace, she would be starving.

"Yes, ask the kitchen to make just four dishes and one soup. Any more will be a waste."

The familiar Miss Xu, the familiar accent, the maid who came in to ask questions nodded happily, bowed in the direction of Jiang Wumei and Qingzhi, and retreated lightly.

This was Jiang Wumei's first time in the Tianqi Imperial Capital, but when she saw the attitude of everyone in the Regent's Palace towards Xu Junjun, she knew that she was living a good life in Tianqi.

The servants are enthusiastic and obedient, and the old housekeeper lets her make decisions directly. It can be seen that Xu Junjun's status in the palace is comparable to Jun Xiaochen.

No matter what rumors spread outside, Jiang Wumei was satisfied with the Regent's Palace's attitude towards Xu Junjun.

After cleaning up, seeing that Xu Junjun was still lying in bed and refused to get up, Jiang Wumei sat directly on the couch by the window and flipped through the large booklet she had just brought.

The arrangements for the wedding day were written down in the booklet, with every detail. Jiang Wumei lowered her eyes and read through every word, looking so serious and worried. If you didn't know her, you would think she was the bride-to-be.