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

Qingzhi received the news from the emperor, turned back to Jiang Wumei's side, and whispered:

"The Emperor has arrived at the palace gate and is only waiting for you, Your Majesty, to join him before we can depart."

Xu Junjun was anxious when she heard this:

"Eat something first. I see there's porridge for breakfast. Can you have a bite?"

Or maybe a few dim sum or crystal buns?"

The ceremony was tedious and complicated, and Xu Junjun was afraid that Jiang Wumei couldn't bear it if she didn't eat anything in the morning.

Jiang Wumei stood up, her phoenix robe dragging on the ground, and her whole body was shining under the candlelight in the hall.

She smiled at Xu Junjun, who looked unhappy, and explained:

"You can't drink porridge or eat snacks. I don't need anything. You can eat slowly. When you are done, just let the palace maid clean up."

Starting from the palace, she and Xiao Tong went to the altar together. All the way, they were escorted by soldiers and common people. However, they had no chance to go to the toilet, so they had to eat less to avoid losing face in such an important event.

Xu Junjun's face was filled with disappointment, but she continued:

"Okay, I'll take you out of the palace."

Before dawn, thin black clouds covered the entire capital city. The lanterns in the palace were bright, but they could not dispel the gloom in Xu Junjun's heart.

She couldn't bear to part with her good sister. The feeling of having her heart taken away was like being stabbed with a knife, the pain was intense.

Jiang Wumei was reluctant to let Xu Junjun travel around:

"No need to send me off, just enjoy your meal in the palace and don't run around.

Wait until I leave before you leave the palace.

Jun Xiaochen will be waiting for you outside the palace gate."

Jiang Wumei has ordered Qingzhi to tell Jun Xiaochen that after she and Xiao Tong leave in the dragon chariot, Junjun will leave the palace. Jun Xiaochen will probably be waiting at the palace gate to take Junjun back home.

Xu Junjun bit her lip and nodded, her eyes began to feel hot again. She held Jiang Wumei with watery eyes and was reluctant to let go.

Jiang Wumei tapped her eyebrows with her fingertips and curled her lips:

"Don't look so sad. Today is a happy day. You should be happy for me."

Xu Junjun hummed, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart. Her best sister would be trapped in the Great Sage's harem forever from today on...

As if seeing through Xu Junjun's heart, Jiang Wumei touched her cheek, bent down to wipe away the tears from her eyes, and gently coaxed her:

“Junjun, I have no regrets.

At least at this moment, Xiao Tong is worthy of my choice.

People live in the present, and let my future self decide what will happen in the future.

I am happy today, and that is enough."

Xu Junjun sniffed, clenched Jiang Wumei's hand, and choked:

"Niao Niao, I feel sorry for you."

"There's nothing to be sad about. In the palace, I have a life of luxury. I can protect An'er and help him grow up safely. I can stand by your side when you need me. For me, that's enough.

Junjun, please send me out of Fengwu Palace.

You are my only sister here, and my happiness needs your witness.

You come to marry me."

"Okay, I'll get you married."

With her eyes rolling down, Xu Junjun bit her lips tightly, held Jiang Wumei's arm tightly, nodded vigorously, and under Qingzhi's gaze, she held Jiang Wumei's hand tightly and helped her walk out of the bedroom slowly.

"May the Queen be well and safe."

"May the Queen be safe and sound..."

The sky was dark and dark, and before dawn, the palace maids and eunuchs were kneeling on the ground, including the Qilin Guards who came to welcome the emperor.

A huge crowd of people filled the entire Fengwu Palace. Jiang Wumei straightened her back, and a graceful smile bloomed on her heavily made-up face:

"Flat body."

"Thank you, Queen..."

The uniform voice resounded throughout the palace. Jiang Wumei patted the back of Xu Junjun's hand soothingly, her eyes gentle and beautiful.

“Don’t be sad, Junjun.

No matter how the world changes, we still rely on each other.

It's windy outside, you go back to the temple, I'm leaving.

Green branches."

"Mother, my servant is here."

Qingzhi walked to Jiang Wumei's side, lowered his head slightly, and held Jiang Wumei's arm. The two of them walked past the servants kneeling on the ground and slowly walked out of the hall where candlelight was bright.

Floating lights were floating around her, and the light and shadow of the palace lanterns fell on the phoenix robe. Xu Junjun looked at her best friend's receding back and tears welled up in her eyes.

Niaoniao, I wish you have your lover by your side, and that the wind and rain in the future will not touch your skirt.

With Xu Junjun's blessing, Jiang Wumei walked out of Fengwu Palace, boarded the palace carriage, and arrived at the palace gate under the escort of the Qilin Guards.

Outside the palace gate, all the officials were already waiting there, and with the soldiers on both sides maintaining order, the common people who had gotten up early to watch the excitement could only stand far away and did not dare to get close at all.

Xiao Tong stood on a tall horse, dressed in a red and black dragon robe, which was extremely noble and dignified. The robe had golden lines and leaping dragon shapes. The tall and handsome man stared at the carriages rolling in from afar. His arrogant aura instantly subsided, turning into infinite tenderness.

"wave."

The man's bony hand lifted the carriage curtain, and Jiang Wumei, dressed in a phoenix robe, sat in it, her eyes raised as she met the man's dark and deep eyes.

The world was suddenly quiet, and Xiao Tong only had a flash of stunning beauty in his eyes.

He knew that his beloved woman was the most beautiful woman in the world, but today, looking at Jiang Wumei wearing a phoenix robe, Xiao Tong's heart still beat out of control for her.

The beating of the heart, one louder than the other, is a powerful testimony to the man's willingness to surrender, allowing him to only want the one person in front of him among the countless beauties in the world.

Wherever the eyes reach, the heart follows.

For all the days to come, his soul and Niao Niao's soul will be entangled and coexist, forming a bond that will last for generations.

Xiao Tong extended a large palm forward, and under the gaze of all the civil and military officials at the palace gate, he spoke solemnly and gently:

"Give me your hand."

Jiang Wumei's eyes fell on the big hand that the man held out. Her peach blossom eyes flashed. She raised her eyes and looked across at him. The corners of her lips curved in a rare playful manner:

"Your Majesty, will you regret it?"

Xiao Tong smiled, indulgent but firm:

"I never regret it."

A tacit understanding surged between the two of them. Jiang Wumei stared at Xiao Tong for a long time, until the man's heart was pounding like a drum and his mouth was dry. Then she slowly raised her fingertips and lightly placed them on the man's palm.

A slight tingling sensation spread from the palm of his hand to every part of his body, and a huge sense of satisfaction exploded from his heart. Xiao Tong exerted force, and Jiang Wuling, dressed in a phoenix robe, fell gracefully into the man's steady arms like a flying butterfly.

Xiao Tong held Die tightly in his arms and walked steadily towards the dragon chariot of the emperor and empress. In the presence of all the civil and military officials in the world, he gently carried the person in.

Jiang Yuanzhou stood among the officials, and his heart calmed down when he heard the officials beside him gasping in surprise.

His sister's decision to throw herself into the fire like a moth finally got a response, and he, as her brother, could finally rest assured.

The dragon chariot is pulled by six horses, and its body is inlaid with gold, silver, jade, gems and pearls; the body is also carved with dragon and phoenix patterns, showing the royal nobility and luxury.

Xiao Tong and Jiang Wumei sat side by side, with only half of their jaws exposed, which made the people who stretched their necks to look over there gasp.

Oh my god, the Emperor and the Empress are so good-looking. Just looking at the half of their faces that you can’t see clearly makes people think that they are a match made in heaven.

If there weren't so many armored soldiers on both sides and the people watching the excitement didn't dare to push forward, the scene would definitely be even more noisy.

"Get started!"

With Zhao Qi's loud shout, six horses raised their hooves in unison, and the dragon chariot carrying the Great Sage Emperor and Empress officially began to roll.