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

Jiang Wumei didn't quite understand what Xu Junjun meant:

"Junjun, does the Zimu Pill have any other effects?

Didn’t you say last time that whoever eats the mother pill can control the child pill?

Why do you say they want to be tied together this time?

Could it be that if Xiao Tong took Zidan, I would also be affected?"

Xu Junjun pulled Jiang Wumei to sit down and explained to her the detailed pharmacology he had learned from the old patriarch of the Shen tribe.

"Niao Niao, I didn't know before that the mother-child elixir not only controls the child elixir, but also allows the mother and child to be born and die together.

The old chief of the Shen clan explained to me that if both the mother and child were born and died together, a special Shen clan joint body pill would be needed.

With this pill, whoever takes the Mother-Child Pill can eliminate any poison in his body.

But in this way, the two people who took the pill would face a situation of living and dying together in the future.

In other words, if you die, Xiao Tong cannot live.

If Xiao Tong dies, you won't be able to survive either.

Niaoniao, you still have a chance to choose.

If you don't want this, this pill will never work on Xiao Tong."

Jiang Wumei was stunned.

Twin births and twin deaths?

This Zi Mu Dan actually has such a huge hidden effect.

But, if that is true, Xiao Tong...

"Junjun, if we don't use this Zimu Pill, will Xiao Tong never wake up?"

“At the moment, it’s very likely.

The poison Xiao Yun prepared was a very toxic snake venom. If the venom was allowed to continue to corrode Xiao Tong's heart and nerves, he would likely become brain dead in the near future.

By then, even using the Zi Mu Dan will be of no use."

Xu Junjun told Jiang Wumei all the pros and cons of the matter, staring into her eyes intently, waiting for her answer.

It was already dusk, and the setting sun was blood-red, drawing an orange jade belt across the sky.

The whole house was shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, emitting a faint orange light.

Jiang Wumei turned her head to look at Xiao Tong, who had his eyes closed on the big bed. She tightened her grip on Xu Junjun's hand, her heart churning.

“Junjun, that crossbow arrow was actually aimed at me.

If he hadn't rushed over, cut off the other crossbow arrows, and used his body to block this arrow, I would be the one lying unconscious on the bed now.

Junjun, tell me, if I were poisoned and unconscious, what would Xiao Tong do?

Jiang Wumei's eyes sparkled with tears as she spoke. Seeing the pain rolling across her face, Xu Junjun hugged her distressedly and said in a hoarse voice:

"Niao Niao, stop talking, I already know your answer.

Don't be afraid, I'll go get ready and give you the medicine as soon as it gets dark."

Jiang Wumei hummed, closed her eyes and hugged Xu Junjun back tightly. The cool medicinal fragrance of Xu Junjun lingered on her nose. Jiang Wumei choked up and said:

"Junjun, thank you."

Xu Junjun laughed, and her voice became unstable:

"Silly, why thank me? We are best sisters."

There aren't many things needed to prepare for taking the Zi Mu Dan, but since it involves Jiang Wumei, Xu Junjun was worried about accidents, so she went back to the room and checked the pill four or five times.

Seeing that she was uneasy, Jun Xiaochen stepped forward and held her hand while she was searching for something. As he held it, his brows immediately furrowed.

Why is it so cold?

"Jun'er."

Jun Xiaochen called out, and Xu Junjun looked up in response, with uneasiness still in his eyes.

"what happened?"

Jun Xiaochen stared at her without saying anything. Xu Junjun blinked and asked slowly after a long while.

During the days that Xiao Tong was in a coma, Jiang Wumei became increasingly thin and worried, and Xu Junjun was also under great psychological pressure.

She also learned about the effect of Zi Mu Dan from the patriarch of the Shen clan, and she didn't know whether the effect was real or whether there would be any side effects after taking the pill.

If anything unexpected happened to Jiang Wumei after taking the Zimu Pill, Xu Junjun would definitely blame herself and feel guilty for the rest of her life.

But at the moment, apart from this method to save Xiao Tong, Xu Junjun could not think of any other way. Seeing that the medicine was about to be used, Xu Junjun couldn't help feeling uneasy.

Jun Xiaochen knew Xu Junjun very well, and he knew what she was worried about just by looking at her expression.

After a pause, Jun Xiaochen raised his hand and placed it on Xu Junjun's cheek, his voice low:

"Jun'er, I am your husband.

You can rely on me and trust me.

As long as I am here, no one can hurt you, not even the Great Sage Emperor.

Just do whatever you want to do without any worries.

I'm always behind you."

Jun Xiaochen's eyes were filled with deep affection, Xu Junjun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears gathered in her eyes.

Facing Jun Xiaochen's serious face, Xu Junjun felt a lump in her throat and could no longer hold back, throwing herself into his arms.

Jun Xiaochen hugged her back gently and firmly, and his big hands fell on Xu Junjun's waist, giving Xu Junjun the warmth she wanted.

"Jun Xiaochen, I'm so scared."

Xu Junjun choked up and confided:

"I have never used the Shen Clan's Zi Mu Dan, and I'm really afraid that Niao Niao and Xiao Tong will fall into a deep sleep after taking the elixir.

If Niao Niao doesn't wake up, I will absolutely hate myself."

Jun Xiaochen tightened his grip, bringing Xu Junjun closer to his chest. His heartbeat was steady, powerful, and reliable, like a mountain impervious to wind and rain.

Xu Junjun heard Jun Xiaochen say:

“Jun’er, the Shen clan’s elixirs have always been the reliance of the Tianqi royal family. Nothing will happen to them, so you don’t have to worry.

Even if things develop in the worst direction and the Great Sage Emperor and the Imperial Noble Consort fall into a coma, we can still find a way to remedy the situation.

Right now, the most important thing is to save the Great Saint Emperor's life.

Moreover, this is also the purpose of the imperial concubine, isn’t it?

Jun'er, you have to believe in yourself. If you can't do this, I'm afraid there is no one else in this world who can save people.

The Great Sage and his group should be thankful that their Imperial Concubine has a close friend like you.

It is also because of this that their emperor has hope of survival.

Otherwise, in just these six days, the Great Saint Emperor's vitality would have been completely consumed by the snake venom in his body. How could he have survived until now and tried our secret medicine of Apocalypse?

They all should thank you.

Jun'er, you are the Great Sage's lucky star, and a hero between the Great Sage Emperor and the Imperial Noble Consort. You should be proud, not blame yourself."

Jun Xiaochen's affirmation gave Xu Junjun great confidence. Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Xu Junjun withdrew from Jun Xiaochen's arms and said firmly:

“Yes, there is no one else who can do this except me.

You are right, whether I succeed or fail, I don't need to blame myself.

As long as they are still alive, there is hope. Even if the worst happens, I still have a chance to pull them back from the brink of death!"

After hugging Jun Xiaochen tightly, Xu Junjun picked up the medicine box and smiled at Jun Xiaochen:

"Jun Xiaochen, thank you.

Wait for my triumphant return!"

Xu Junjun's emotions came and went quickly. After getting Jun Xiaochen's affirmation, Xu Junjun rushed to the yard where Xiao Tong was with full confidence.

As soon as she left, Weidong walked in. Looking at his master with complicated eyes, Weidong bent down and reported:

"Master, everyone is here.

If the Great Saint Qilin Guards and the Secret Guards intend to bring the Princess to justice, the personal guards will ensure that you and the Princess escape unscathed."

Jun Xiaochen walked to the window and stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the last trace of blood-red and dark sky, and spoke in a deep voice:

“There’s no need to tell the princess about this.

If the Great Saint Emperor and the Imperial Noble Consort wake up tomorrow, let our people withdraw on their own."

Jun'er just needs to continue to be the scorching sun. He will take full charge of everything under the haze and will not let the pain infect her at all.