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

After Zhao Qi left, Jiang Wumei never rested.

She held the white tiger cub in her arms and looked at the account book on the couch for a while. She looked up at the dark sky outside the window and pressed her forehead with her hand.

"Is there any news from Chun Yurong?"

Qingzhi was replacing the candles on the bronze candlesticks. He took down a few burnt-out candles and replaced them with new ones. The flames leaped up, making the hall brighter.

After changing the candles, Qingzhi asked the maid to take the used candles away, walked to Jiang Wumei's side, and whispered:

"Shuiyue, Concubine Chun's personal maid, has left the palace twice today.

The people who followed her came back to report that they saw her entering and leaving Chun Mansion with their own eyes, and that she also brought back two letters and a jade pendant.

"Jade pendant?"

Jiang Wumei stopped stroking the white tiger cub's chin with her fingertips, thinking:

"At this critical moment, the jade pendant that can be delivered to Chun Yurong must be extraordinary.

You go tell our people to be careful and, if possible, steal the jade pendant directly.

Maybe, with this jade pendant, I can even get hold of something against the Queen."

Qingzhi nodded seriously:

"I will arrange it right away."

"Put the account book away and bring me my cloak. I'm going to the bedroom to visit His Highness."

Qingzhi's footsteps gradually faded away. Jiang Wumei threw away the account book in her hand, stood up and walked out of the hall with the white tiger cub in her arms.

The wind outside the hall was freezing cold. The maid serving inside hurriedly brought a cloak, caught up with Jiang Wumei, and put it on her and tied the belt.

Standing at the palace gate, Jiang Wumei took a deep breath of cold air and frowned:

"It's too cold outside. Let Xuetuan stay in the hall and play."

Jiang Wumei bent down and was about to put the white tiger cub on the carpet when she suddenly felt her arm tighten.

She looked down and saw that the little creature, who had been so well-behaved just now, was now raising its front paws, clinging tightly to her arm, raising its furry little head, and staring at her with longing eyes.

Jiang Wumei laughed:

"Why, you want to go with me too?"

After raising the white tiger cub for so long, Jiang Wumei has long discovered that this little thing is as smart as a human.

He is often very cunning and shy, which often makes her laugh and cry.

Seeing that it was holding on to her and kept humming and nodding, Jiang Wumei was touched by its cute appearance. She couldn't bear to do it, so she had to bend over again, hold it in her arms and wrap it up with her cloak.

"Let's go."

The octagonal lamps on the corridor were exquisite and bright. As soon as Jiang Wumei opened her mouth, a maid came forward with a lantern to lead the way.

Jiang Wumei held the white tiger cub firmly in her arms under her cloak and walked forward in the howling cold wind.

Xiao Tong was held in Jiang Wumei's arms, his sharp gaze extending along the corridor all the way to the depths of the darkness.

Unlike the last time he left the bedroom feeling uneasy and awkward, at this moment, he smelled the faint lotus fragrance on Jiang Wumei's body, and his heart was filled with peace and tranquility.

It seemed that as long as he was with Jiang Wumei, all life and death disasters were no longer frightening, and the betrayal of the Chun family and the defection of court officials could not affect his mood at all.

Xiao Tong raised his head and looked at Jiang Wumei while his steps were bumpy. Facing the biting cold wind, astonishing lust flowed in his tiger eyes.

This is the lover given to him by God, the woman who will spend his life with him.

In the future, he will also present the throne to her and make up for all the regrets and misunderstandings they had in the past.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tong's chest was filled with tenderness, and he couldn't help but stretch out his tiger tongue to lick the back of Jiang Wumei's hand lovingly.

The wet touch made Jiang Wumei turn her eyes sideways. She saw the white tiger cub's little head popping out against the cold wind, licking the back of her hand continuously. A smile flashed across her sparkling eyes.

Raising her hand, she stuffed the round tiger head back into her cloak. Jiang Wumei looked at the palace that was so close to her, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

She came tonight to deal with another minions.

But don't let her down.

In the prince's bedroom.

Zhao Qi was holding a blackened silver needle, staring at the two women on the ground with a vicious look.

"You are courting death! How dare you poison His Highness!"

The two women kneeling on the ground were shaking like sieves, and immediately fell to the ground, crying and begging for mercy.

"Master Zhao, things are not what you think. I can explain..."

"Yes, Lord Zhao, you misunderstood. My sister and I would never dare to poison His Highness, and we don't know what this medicine is!"

The women crying in front of him were none other than the two beauties Xie and Chen, who were sent by Jiang Wumei to serve Xiao Tong with medicine.

They didn't know what was going on. They hadn't had time to take action yet, and they couldn't understand why the medicine was poisonous.

Just now, when the secret guard tested the poison for the second time and the silver needle turned black, both of them were stunned.

It was not until they heard the secret guard draw his knife that the two men woke up from their dream and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Zhao Qi used his internal strength and the silver needle in his hand broke instantly.

He stared at the two people crying on the ground, and suddenly remembered Chun Yurong who had cried for two hours while guarding His Highness that day, and he became inexplicably angry.

They are all women, why can't these women be more normal and courageous like Concubine Jiang!

She cries all day long as if someone in her family has died. It's disgusting to watch her.

Zhao Qi's patience ran out, and he stared at the two of them with a sullen face:

"Who sent you to harm His Highness? Confess the truth and I will leave you with an intact body!

If you dare to conceal it, both of you will have your entire clan wiped out, and not a single one of you will be able to escape!"

Jiang Wumei approached the bedroom and just heard Zhao Qi's last threatening words. She raised her hand to touch the white tiger cub's head and stepped into the hall.

After hearing what Zhao Qi said, the two beauties were so frightened that they crawled towards him crying, reaching out their hands to pull him and continue begging for mercy.

Zhao Qi frowned and stepped back, avoiding the hands extended by the two men. He was thinking about how to deal with them when he heard hurried footsteps outside the hall. Then Jiang Wumei, wearing a silver cloak and bright makeup, appeared in front of him.

Zhao Qi was stunned, and ignored the two of them. He quickly stepped forward and saluted:

"Why is the Concubine here? Do you have something to tell me?"

Jiang Wumei glanced deep into the bed curtains, without answering Zhao Qi. She pointed at the two crying women with a cold face and ordered in a cold voice:

"Take them to the courtyard and make them kneel. Do not get up without my order."

Zhao Qi responded in a deep voice and waved his hand behind him. Two figures instantly appeared in the hall and dragged the two beauties, Xie and Chen, out of the bedroom like dragging sacks.

"Your Majesty, I am innocent. I did not poison His Highness. Please understand!"

"Your Majesty, please spare me, Your Majesty, please spare me..."

The cries of the two beauties begging for mercy gradually faded away until they disappeared.

Jiang Wumei turned a deaf ear to the two people's sobbing and turned to look at Zhao Qi, then looked at the silver needle that was broken into two pieces under his feet, and walked towards the exquisitely carved bed with the white tiger cub in her arms.

Zhao Qi followed Jiang Wumei closely. After taking a few steps, he heard her indifferent reminder from the front:

“The poison today was not caused by these two.

If we want to catch the real murderer, we should search among you."

A thunderclap struck Zhao Qi's head. Before he could ask any questions, he heard Jiang Wumei's voice again:

“But these two women are not innocent either.

The lives of their entire family, young and old, are in the hands of the Second Prince. They came to the Prince's Mansion at the Queen's order, just waiting for an opportunity.

Now send someone to search their bodies and the place where they live, maybe you can find some clues."

Zhao Qi's wooden face changed colors, and finally froze in shame. He waved his hand somewhere, and immediately several shadows disappeared into the darkness.