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

"Jun Xiaochen, what are you doing?"

Staring at Jun Xiaochen's casual clothes, Xu Junjun's gaze fell on Wei Dong who was scratching his head behind him, his eyes burning with anger.

Wei Dong noticed Xu Junjun's gaze, turned his head away, looked at the sky, the ground, and the thread on his sleeves, pretending to be very busy, but he didn't dare to meet Xu Junjun's eyes.

Weidong felt guilty.

Their prince hasn't even left the yard these days. It would be strange if Weidong didn't know what the two of them were doing.

After seeing his master bullying the princess, he turned around and told them to prepare their luggage. If Wei Dong couldn't guess that his master had tricked the princess, he would not be qualified to be a personal guard.

Wei Dong couldn't help but tremble with fear whenever he thought about the scene his master would face next.

He'd better not come any closer.

So as to avoid causing harm to innocent people.

Xu Junjun looked at Wei Dong's guilty expression, then shifted his gaze to Jun Xiaochen's calm and handsome face and asked again:

"Jun Xiaochen, I'm asking you a question!

What are you doing?

Jun Xiaochen remained calm:

"Of course I'm worried about your princess going on the road alone, so I'm going to escort you for a while."

"One ride?"

Xu Junjun gritted her teeth:

“How long is a journey?

The border between Tianqi and the Great Sage?

Or out of the imperial capital?"

At this point, if Xu Junjun couldn't guess that she had been fooled by this bastard, she would no longer be called Xu Junjun.

Thinking of the dark days of the past few days, Xu Junjun wanted to hit Jun Xiaochen in the face a few times.

This bastard actually dared to eat and take things. He had clearly planned to go to the Great Sage with her, but he lied to her and bullied her for several days!

Good, if he is not punished for three days, he will fall off the roof. This bastard really treats her like mud!

“I can’t say for sure.

If there is nothing going on in the court, I will send the princess to the Great Sage Capital.

If there is something going on in the court, I will have to rush back to the Imperial City after escorting the princess out of the capital."

Jun Xiaochen knew that he had angered the person in front of him, but he really didn't want to let Xu Junjun go on the road alone again. No matter how angry Xu Junjun got next, he would not stay in the imperial capital waiting for her to come back.

Jun Xiaochen's ambiguous words made Xu Junjun sneer. She glanced at the familiar faces behind Jun Xiaochen and said sarcastically:

"Thank you so much, Your Majesty.

However, I have hands and feet and can take care of myself. Your Highness should not send me too far. It is better for me to return to the imperial capital as soon as possible to take charge of the situation.

After all, this apocalypse needs you more than me."

After all, he was her man. No matter how angry Xu Junjun was, she would not embarrass him in front of his subordinates. With a cold snort, Xu Junjun led his men to rush out first, not caring whether Jun Xiaochen and others could keep up.

Xu Junjun knew very well in her heart that since Jun Xiaochen had decided to send her off, she couldn't stop him at all. There were many opportunities to teach the man a lesson along the way, so there was no need to delay in front of the palace.

Seeing Xu Junjun's back disappearing around the corner, Weidong rode forward and said hesitantly:

"Master, if we don't catch up, the princess will leave us far behind."

Jun Xiaochen didn't say anything, just glanced at Wei Dong lightly.

Just this one glance completely dispelled Wei Dong's desire to speak again, and he quickly straightened his back and took a step back.

Forget it, forget it, he should just stop talking.

Didn’t you see that the frost in the master’s eyes was about to turn into ice?

Looking at the entire Apocalypse, perhaps only the princess has this ability. She can influence her master's mood with just a few words.

Fortunately, the master married the princess.

If these two people imitate the tragic love stories in the novels, they, their subordinates, will surely die.

Wei Dong's mind was full of wild thoughts. Jun Xiaochen's eyes fell on the end of the street corner, looking at the beautiful figure in the front, with helplessness in his eyes, and he quickly rode his horse to catch up.

On the way to the Great Sage, in the first few days, Xu Junjun deliberately treated Jun Xiaochen coldly and did not give him a good face at all. She even had to share a room with Jun Xiaochen in the inn.

But Jun Xiaochen caught up and was very patient.

He was always on the road and took great care of Xu Junjun. After more than ten days, Xu Junjun couldn't help but soften her heart under his meticulous care.

Forget it, I’m just a man.

Any trick is a means to please her. Giving men some sweet treats appropriately can maintain a harmonious relationship between husband and wife.

Xu Junjun didn't know whether she was trying to convince herself or make excuses for Jun Xiaochen. Anyway, as soon as she entered the Great Saint Realm, her attitude towards Jun Xiaochen softened visibly.

This also made Wei Dong and others, who had been worried all the way, breathe a sigh of relief, and they even looked more favorably upon the Qilin Guards who came to pick them up and escort them.

As early as the tenth day after Xu Junjun's departure, Jiang Wumei received a letter and learned that Xu Junjun and Jun Xiaochen had set off.

She told the news to Xiao Tong, who immediately arranged for Zhao Qi to arrange accommodation for the two of them. He gave the order so quickly that he was afraid of being late. Jiang Wumei then suggested that Xu Junjun stay in the palace temporarily.

The time of waiting was both agonizing and full of hope. As Jiang Wumei waited eagerly, the ceremony of crowning the queen drew closer, and she and Xiao Tong became busy.

There were so many things to prepare for the ceremony of conferring the empress, and with only four months to prepare, the officials of the Ministry of Rites were so busy every day that they wished they had eight hands to write plans.

The dragon and phoenix robes and all related procedures related to the queen's coronation ceremony had to be reviewed by Xiao Tong and Jiang Wumei. As a result, every time Jiang Wumei opened her eyes, there were seven or eight important matters waiting for her to decide.

In the first few days, Jiang Wumei was still patient in making the choice, but after half a month, Jiang Wumei really wanted to push everything onto Xiao Tong.

The ceremony of crowning a queen is much more troublesome than the wedding of a princess.

There were so many red tapes that after reading them step by step, Jiang Wumei began to doubt whether she could go through the entire process on the day of the coronation ceremony, carrying the phoenix crown weighing more than ten pounds, given her physical condition.

Noticing that Jiang Wumei's face was becoming more and more worried day by day, Xiao Tong returned to the palace to sleep that night and directly ordered that if anyone from the Ministry of Rites came the next day, they should go directly to the Imperial Study to find him, and no one was allowed to disturb the Imperial Concubine again.

Who dares to disobey the emperor's orders?

From that day on, no one in the palace bothered Jiang Wumei about the coronation ceremony anymore. Jiang Wumei was happy and relaxed. She spent every day in the palace with her children. When she was free, she would cook a couple of pastries or a home-cooked dish as a snack for the father and son.

Xiao Tong and An'er showed their great support for this. Every time Jiang Wumei made something by hand, no matter whether it tasted good or not, the father and son could handle it perfectly.

Once, Jiang Wumei tried to cook squirrel fish, but maybe she didn't control the heat well, and the fish was a little burnt when it came out of the pan.

The fish meat, which looked like blooming petals, did not look very good when placed on the plate. Jiang Wumei looked at it with a spatula, and as the royal chefs watched nervously, she was ready to pour the fish out and make another dish.

Qingzhi hurried to stop them when she saw it. She felt it was a pity that her mother had just burned the back of her hand by the splashing hot oil when she was making this fish, and it was poured out like this.

When Qingzhi stopped her, Jiang Wumei had the fish taken away and made Daogong Stir-fried Chicken again. It was sweet and spicy, with almost no spiciness, just right for children.

After making the diced chicken, Jiang Wumei washed her hands and returned to the palace to play with the children and wait for Xiao Tong to come back. However, she did not expect that during lunch, the squirrel fish that she almost threw away was also served.