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

Seeing Jiang Wumei showing off her power in her palace, Chun Yurong laughed in anger and asked with gritted teeth:

"Jiang Wumei, this is my bedroom. What right do you have to stop me from disposing of a maidservant?!"

Jiang Wumei raised her eyebrows and looked back, looking at Chun Yurong with a look that was full of disdain and contempt, as if she was staring at a clown.

"You want to know what my qualifications are?

I will tell you right now that I am qualified!"

With a light swish sound, under the gaze of everyone in the hall, Jiang Wumei drew out the long sword from the waist of a palace guard and slashed at Chun Yurong fiercely.

The sharp edge of the long sword was reflected in her pupils. Chun Yurong screamed and stepped back suddenly. In panic, she tripped over her feet and fell to the ground with a bang.

Looking at the long sword above his head, Chun Yurong's face was filled with disbelief, panic and anger, and his body was shaking violently with fear.

The long sword came suddenly, and the murderous aura wrapped around the sword edge was about to split her in half.

At the critical moment, a long sword came out from the diagonal direction and suddenly blocked the sword in Jiang Wumei's hand.

"Concubine Jiang, calm down."

The confidant sent by Zhao Qi knelt on one side to apologize, his forehead covered with sweat.

He finally understood why the leader sent him to follow. Concubine Jiang's momentum of chopping people if she disagreed with something was too scary. If no one stopped her, Concubine Chun would definitely be chopped in half today.

If Concubine Chun dies, when His Highness regains consciousness, they will not be able to protect their master, and I don't know how severe the punishment will be.

Thinking of this, the confidant's forehead sweated even faster, and he quickly opened his mouth to persuade:

“Your Highness hasn’t woken up yet, and Concubine Chun hasn’t been convicted.

Concubine Jiang, please don't be impulsive."

Jiang Wumei held up her sword, looked coldly at her confidant, and said indifferently:

"Whether His Highness is awake or not has nothing to do with this matter.

"Be smart and step aside. If you dare to stop me again, I will chop you down too!"

The confidant's face turned bitter, and after a moment of distraction, Jiang Wumei raised her sword again and slashed at Chun Yurong.

This time, the confidant didn't have time to stop it. Amid Chun Yurong's terrified scream, the sharp sword blade passed in front of her eyes, leaving a deep bloody mark on her shoulder.

"what!!"

Blood splattered and the wound caused severe pain, causing Chun Yurong to tremble all over.

Her face was pale as she covered her bleeding shoulder and looked at Jiang Wumei as if she was looking at a madman:

"Jiang Wumei, you're crazy! You're crazy!

When His Highness wakes up and finds out how you treated me, I will tear you into pieces!

“Oh, Your Highness.

I also want to see, when His Highness wakes up and knows all this, will he kill me or you?

Her fingertips slid across the bloody tip of the sword. Jiang Wumei looked at Chun Yurong, who was full of surprise, and threw the bloody sword in front of her with a clang.

Looking at Chun Yurong's frightened face, Jiang Wumei slowly squatted down and stared at her trembling pupils with a cold smile:

"Chun Yurong, from today onwards, you are confined to the bedroom and are not allowed to take a single step out.

You will be released from confinement when His Highness wakes up.

If you dare to use those dirty tricks of yours again, I won't mind burning you and this palace together!"

Chun Yurong's teeth trembled as she tried to maintain her composure.

"Jiang Wumei, who do you think you are? How dare you put me under house arrest?

When my parents find out, I will make sure you are in trouble."

Jiang Wumei sneered, leaned over and put her ear to her ear, wiped the blood-stained fingertips on her pale face, and said in a cold voice:

"Then I will wait patiently to see what extraordinary abilities Lord Chun possesses. He dares to come to the Prince's Mansion and give me a hard time."

Bathed in Chun Yurong's resentful gaze, Jiang Wumei stood up leisurely and stood in the cold wind with a noble and cold attitude.

She raised her eyebrows, glanced around, and ordered in a deep voice:

"Propagate this palace's order: Concubine Chun Yurong is narrow-minded, jealous, and malicious, and intends to murder me. She is hereby punished and confined to her house.

All the maids serving in her palace were tied up and interrogated.

When His Highness wakes up, I will leave it to His Highness to decide his life or death!"

Staring at Jiang Wumei, Chun Yurong was so angry that she bit her lower lip until it bled.

This bitch, her tone was so confident just now, could it be that she knew what happened between the Chun family and the second prince?

No, it's impossible. Dad and brother have always been cautious in their actions. She has never asked anyone else to make arrangements except Shuiyue. Jiang Wumei must not know about it.

What happened today must have been because she was frightened last night and couldn't find any evidence, so she came to me and went crazy.

Yes, that must be the case.

Chun Yurong kept repeating this in her mind, forcing herself to calm down. After Jiang Wumei had kidnapped all the maids around her, she stood up unsteadily and spoke in a hateful voice:

"Jiang Wumei, you are so arrogant and domineering, you will get your comeuppance sooner or later!

I am waiting for the day when you are punished by the gods!"

The Great Saint Dynasty revered the gods but hated witchcraft.

Chun Yurong's shouting reminded Jiang Wumei that Chun Yurong had another good thing hidden.

Jiang Wumei raised her chin towards Zhao Qi's confidant who was kneeling on the ground, her eyebrows cold and proud:

"You, come here! I have something to tell you."

Zhao Qi's confidant was confused and thought that Concubine Jiang was going to settle the score with him for the disrespect he had just suffered. He quickly stood up and walked to her side, lowering his eyes and waiting for her reprimand.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood still, he heard Concubine Jiang beside him say:

"I received a report from Concubine Chun's maid, saying that Concubine Chun was practicing witchcraft in the palace.

Now that you're here today, take a few people with you to conduct a personal search to see if this is true."

Jiang Wumei's voice was not loud, and Chun Yurong was standing far away and couldn't hear clearly, but when she saw the man beside her and several guards barging into the bedroom to search, she was frightened and hurried forward to stop them.

She covered her shoulder and just took two steps forward when Jiang Wumei's faint threatening voice sounded in her ears.

"If you dare take another step, I will have you tied to a tree in the courtyard."

Chun Yurong's steps froze, but she knew that she had kept her word. No matter how much hatred she felt in her heart, she dared not move again.

Seeing that the situation would not be settled for a while, Qingzhi ordered someone to bring a chair for Jiang Wumei to rest, and ordered the maid to make flower tea and bring pastries.

Jiang Wumei leaned back in the chair, feeling comfortable and relaxed. If you didn't know her, you would think she was enjoying the scenery in the yard.

Chun Yurong was so angry that his teeth were itching, but after Shuiyue's death, he had no trusted confidant by his side, so he had to endure it for the time being.

Zhao Qi's confidant led people to search carefully in the bedroom, and finally found a pitch-black hollow wooden box on the sorghum in the bedroom.

He opened the wooden box and saw that it contained a group of needle-piercing dolls. His expression changed slightly, and he quickly closed the box and jumped down from the beam.

He asked everyone in the bedroom to stop searching, and he personally carried the wooden box and led everyone out of the hall.

When Chun Yurong saw what was in his hand, her eyes changed in horror and her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

"Your Majesty, this is what I found in the palace.

It's full of witchcraft stuff!"

Zhao Qi's confidant knelt down and presented the item in front of Jiang Wumei. What he said made everyone present change their expressions and they all looked at Chun Yurong, who had a pale face.

Chun Yurong suppressed her panic and said calmly:

"If you want to accuse someone of something, you can always find a pretext!

I do not wish to defend myself now. I will wait for His Highness to wake up and clear my name."

Everyone was stunned. Just as they were thinking about the meaning of these words, they heard a burst of crisp applause.

Under everyone's strange gaze, Jiang Wumei stood up with a smile, clapping her hands non-stop:

"Concubine Chun is right. If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext.

Whether you are innocent or not, we will wait until His Highness wakes up and we can find out together.

Put the things away and seal them with wax. No one is allowed to open the box until His Highness wakes up.

Also, whoever dares to spread rumors about what happened today will have their tongue cut off by me!"

When she said the last sentence, Jiang Wumei's face darkened and her aura suddenly became fierce.