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

Stepping into the hall, seeing the similar smiles on the mother and son, Xiao Tong's black eyes also flashed with a smile.

Walking forward, he picked up the kid who was playing with glass beads with Jiang Wumei. Xiao Tong pinched his chubby little face with his big palm, showing his intimacy for the first time:

"Did you have fun today?"

An'er's face flushed red as he hugged his father's neck and nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice:

"I'm happy. Today, mother played a lot with An'er.

"Father, look, this is the dragonfly that Mother just made for An'er out of grass stems. It's so beautiful!"

An'er handed the dragonfly hidden in her palm to Xiao Tong as if presenting a treasure, her eyes filled with wonder and amazement.

The dragonfly in the little guy's hand is vivid and lifelike, with bright green all over, wrapped in the strong fragrance of grass. The green grass stems are intertwined and woven by someone's skillful hands, and finally turned into a grass dragonfly that is about to flap its wings and fly.

Xiao Tong raised his eyebrows in surprise, glanced at the green grass dragonfly that was tightly held in the little guy's palm, and lowered his eyes to look at the woman who was sitting on the couch and looking at him with a smile.

He had no idea that Niao Niao could make these funny little gadgets.

Jiang Wumei was not surprised by Xiao Tong's gaze. She learned this craft from an elder in the village when she was a child.

In addition to dragonflies, she can also use thin bamboo strips to weave chickens, snakes, and stools...

I thought that after so many years, I had long forgotten how to weave these childlike little things. Unexpectedly, when I touched the grass stems today, all the memories hidden deep in my mind jumped out.

Watching the green grass taking on new life in her hands and listening to An'er's exclamations of surprise, Jiang Wumei felt that it was a really good feeling to revisit her childhood.

The little guy was happy, and she was happy too.

After the initial surprise, Xiao Tong carried the little guy to Jiang Wumei's side and looked at the scattered things on the couch.

From big to small, they are all the little one's 'playmates'.

Jiang Wumei looked at the time and ordered Qingzhi to serve the meal. She then took the initiative to put the small items on the couch into the child's "treasure house".

An'er has a beautiful wooden box, in which he keeps his most precious "treasure".

Today, when the little guy was packing up, he carefully placed the dragonfly that Jiang Wumei had made for him on the top layer, pressing it on top of all the jewels and jades.

Dinner was served and the family of three enjoyed it happily. Qingzhi watched from the side and felt a pang of bitterness in his heart for some reason.

I heard from the Empress that the little prince will be sent away tomorrow.

There is only one night left, and Her Majesty has to tell the little prince about this. I wonder if the little prince can accept it.

After dinner, Xiao Tong and Jiang Wumei both accompanied the little guy back to their own bedroom. Xiao Tong even gave the little guy a bath himself for the first time.

The palace maids and eunuchs brought hot water into the palace. Seeing the emperor rolling up his sleeves to wash the little prince himself, they hurriedly lowered their heads and retreated, not daring to look any longer.

An'er was particularly happy today. His mother played with him all day, and his father gave him a bath personally in the evening, which had never happened before. The little guy laughed all day long.

After taking a bath, An'er was wiped clean by his father and put into clean clothes. He was like a white and tender dumpling. Xiao Tong carried him out of the bathroom and put him on his own big bed.

An'er rolled around excitedly in the quilt, chattering to Jiang Wumei about the happy things that happened during the day. Jiang Wumei's eyes became soft and sour when she heard it.

After pulling the little one up and drying his hair, Jiang Wumei asked the child to sit opposite her and began to ask in a gentle voice:

"An'er, mother has something to discuss with you."

discuss?

An'er was a little confused. She blinked her smiling lychee-shaped eyes and said ignorantly:

"Mother, what do you want to say to An'er?"

Jiang Wumei had clearly prepared a speech in her mind, but under the gaze of her child Liangliang, she found it difficult to speak and was speechless for a moment.

Since embarking on the journey back to Beijing, the little thing that grew up softly in her arms has experienced too many separations.

The mother and son are rarely together, and the last time she got into trouble, it almost left a shadow in the little guy's heart.

Jiang Wumei had only thought about the good of the child before, but now, under the bright light in the hall, looking into the little guy's bright eyes, Jiang Wumei felt heavy in her heart and couldn't speak.

Xiao Tong noticed her condition and walked forward to hold her palm. When Jiang Wumei turned her head to look at him, he said:

"I'll say it."

Jiang Wumei moved her fingertips, rubbing the man's dry palm, and her emotions gradually stabilized.

She shook her head, exhaled, and looked back at the little person who was waiting for her to speak.

"An'er, last time at Huguo Temple, didn't you say that the old man with white beard was amazing?

If, Mother tells you, you can go out for a walk with the old man with white beard and travel around the Great Sage, would you be willing?"

The little fellow's eyes were filled with confusion. He blinked his round eyes at Jiang Wumei, then at Xiao Tong. Noticing that both of them looked calm, his mouth pursed, and he almost burst into tears.

"Mother, don't you want An'er anymore?

Do you want An'er to leave with that old man?

Is it because An'er asks for too much that you, mother, feel annoyed?

Mother, please don't send An'er away.

An'er will be good, okay?"

Jiang Wumei was speechless and could only hold the child in her arms, patting his back again and again, and soothing him in a hoarse voice:

"How could Mother not want you?

In my mother's heart, An'er is the most sensible and well-behaved child in the world. How could he find you annoying?

Mother is just asking you if you want to go. If you don’t want to, we won’t go.

Don't cry, father is still here. An'er is a little man, and father will laugh at you if you drop the golden beans."

It felt like a huge rock was pressing down on her heart. Jiang Wumei held the child's soft body and found it difficult to breathe.

The pain on her face was too obvious. Xiao Tong walked up to her, patted her shoulder, and directly took the clean clothes of the child next to him and put them on An'er with his hands and feet.

There were still tears on An'er's eyelashes. Looking at her father who was dressing her without saying a word, her little mouth became even more pitiful.

The emperor didn't say anything. Does he want to send him away now?

When the little guy thought of this, tears rolled down his face, his little face was wet, and he felt very aggrieved.

"emperor?"

Jiang Wumei's eyes were red as she stared at Xiao Tong's actions, completely confused about what he was going to do.

Xiao Tong did not say anything. After dressing the child, he also put a small robe on him to keep him warm.

"I took him to the top of the palace to watch the moon.

Please wait in the hall for a while."

Standing up with the little guy in his arms, Xiao Tong leaned over and kissed Jiang Wumei between the eyebrows, signaling her to rest assured.

Jiang Wumei grabbed Xiao Tong's sleeve and wanted to say something, but Xiao Tong had already strode out of the palace gate with the child in his arms.

Then, he took a deep breath, tiptoed, and disappeared at the temple gate in the blink of an eye.

Tonight, the moon is like a round disk.

The entire palace was shrouded in bright moonlight.

Hearing the sound of tiles breaking through the air, the Qilin Guards hidden in the dark quickly turned around and looked up, vigilantly looking at the figure that suddenly appeared on the eaves.

When they saw that the people on the roof of the palace were the emperor and the young prince, they restrained their breath and disappeared into the darkness again.