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

After sending away the evil spirit Xiao Tong, Jiang Wumei asked Qingzhi to bring all the year-end account books in the mansion.

She wanted to see how much profit she and Xu Junjun could get before the New Year.

After all, if you don’t make money now, you will have no chance in the future.

Xiao Tong stepped into the hall in the cold wind and saw Jiang Wumei sitting on the couch with a frown on her face.

Her eyes were focused, and her slender fingers fiddled with the black beads. The fluorescent white jade and the ink-black beads created a strong visual contrast.

Xiao Tong stared at her pink and round fingertips for a few seconds, waved away the Qingzhi people who wanted to salute him, stood quietly behind her, and stared at her beautiful profile.

Qingzhi glanced at his master who was concentrating on reading the account book, then looked at the prince with infatuated eyes, lowered his head and walked out with everyone.

Jiang Wumei flipped through four or five pages of accounts, tapped the tip of her pen lightly on a place where something could be added, and then turned to the next page.

After reading a few pages, Jiang Wumei suddenly felt her throat dry. She continued to fiddle with the beads with her fingertips and whispered:

"Qingzhi, pour me a cup of warm water."

Jiang Wumei has been taking medicine these days. She was afraid that the medicine would conflict with her taste, so she even stopped drinking the scented tea she usually drank.

The sound of water being poured was heard behind him, and soon, a cup of warm water was brought to his lips.

Jiang Wumei thought it was a green branch, so she lowered her eyes and drank from the rim of the cup.

After finishing a cup of warm water, she stepped back slightly and was about to give instructions when her peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a large hand holding the cup. Her brows jumped and she turned her head abruptly.

Xiao Tong was very close to her, his tall figure completely covering her. Looking at her frightened watery eyes, Xiao Tong curled the corners of his lips slightly and took two steps forward.

Looking at the empty cup in his hand, Jiang Wumei almost choked and quickly got up from the bed to prepare to pay her respects.

"Your Highness, why are you here?"

Xiao Tongyi supported her, put the empty cup aside, and held her in his arms.

Sniffing the fragrance of her hair, Xiao Tong said in a faint voice:

"I just arrived a short time ago. Seeing that you were concentrating on checking the accounts, I didn't bother you."

Jiang Wumei's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly recalled whether she had done anything special that would reveal the fact that she was trying to cook the books.

After thinking about it and realizing that she had done nothing except adding a few ink dots, Jiang Wumei finally felt relieved.

Noticing that Xiao Tong was in a bad mood, Jiang Wumei hugged him, perked up and carefully changed the subject.

"Your Highness has just woken up. If you have nothing else to do today, why not summon the imperial physician to check on you?"

By the way, let her have an idea of ​​whether this bastard in front of her has damaged his brain by sleeping!

Otherwise, he would appear in front of her all day long and scare her into a nervous breakdown.

Xiao Tong mistakenly thought that she cared about his health, and the depression in his heart instantly dissipated.

Bending his head and kissing the ends of Jiang Wumei's hair, Xiao Tong subconsciously softened his voice, just as gentle as when Jiang Wumei held him in her lap and played with him:

"The Imperial Physician will see me later. I still have many things to deal with in the study, so I will leave immediately.

However, you don't have to worry.

The last time I entered the palace, my father had the imperial physician take my pulse and he said I was in excellent health and would live a long life."

Long life?

Are these imperial physicians now working part-time as fortune tellers?

Jiang Wumei was skeptical about what Xiao Tong said, but she endured it again and again and didn't say anything to slap him in the face.

"Your Highness's good health is a blessing for the Great Sage and also my hope."

Jiang Wumei flattered him with a smile, and her eyebrows were filled with just the right smile, which made Xiao Tong's dark eyes brighter.

The violence and murderous intent that had just arisen from Chun Yurong also completely disappeared with her words.

He hugged Jiang Wumei's slender waist tightly, and Xiao Tong's black pupils stretched out and revealed a dense smile.

"Don't worry, Niaoniao. I will live well and stay with you until we grow old."

The smile on Jiang Wumei's lips froze slightly, and she wished she could slap Xiao Tongxi away.

She had only lived with this man for less than a year, and she felt that her life was coming to an end.

If you want to grow old with him, you have to live thirty years less!

Xiao Tong's curse was too vicious.

Its heart is awkward!

After feeling emotionally satisfied with Jiang Wumei, Xiao Tong relaxed and went to the study to deal with business.

After he left, Jiang Wumei, whose face was frozen with smile, immediately picked up the account book and started calculating quickly.

Before he fell into a coma, Xiao Tong was tyrannical and unpredictable, making him difficult to deal with. But after he fell into a coma, Xiao Tong became neurotic and even more difficult to understand.

To be on the safe side, she'd better make as much money as possible and run away as soon as possible.

Jiang Wumei was calculating the money she would get after running away, while Xu Junjun was also working towards this goal.

The night she met Jiang Wumei, Xu Junjun returned to the Huo Mansion carrying the box. Seeing that the plague god Huo Qiming was sitting in the room, she was already very angry in the Prince's Mansion.

Seeing Huo Qiming staring straight at her arms with dissatisfaction in his eyes, Xu Junjun hid the box behind her, stared at him unhappily, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Oh, what a rare guest.

What kind of madness blew Major General Huo into our yard?

What? General Huo, aren’t you afraid of tarnishing your own reputation by staying in the same room with me?

Oh, look at my brain.

Could it be that Major General Huo saw that Chen Yue'er was dead and there was no one to accompany him under the moonlight, so he came to me to cheer him up?

If this is the case, I'm afraid Major General Huo will be disappointed.

I am neither a prostitute who makes a living by selling smiles in a brothel, nor a green tea girl like Chen Yue'er who only knows how to flirt with men. If General Huo dares to set his sights on me, he will probably lose his arms and legs.

Haha~"

Xu Junjun is too sharp-tongued.

The last two "hehe" were extremely insulting, causing Huo Qiming, who had been repeatedly frustrated today, to turn pale and blue in the face. He wished he could strangle her to death to avoid being angered to death by her.

He originally wanted to wait for this woman to come back and ask her about the Prince's Mansion and the situation of the Huo family's guards.

Unexpectedly, the woman in front of him became so rude and indecent as soon as she came back and saw him. There was really no need to ask!

Seeing Huo Qiming sitting in his original position, his whole body burning with anger to his eyebrows, but he didn't say a word, Xu Junjun stretched his neck forward and continued to touch the tiger's butt, as proud as a victorious rooster:

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?

If you stay here any longer, I'll go to my grandmother and sue you for rape!"

"Xu Junjun!

You are a disgrace to society!"

When he heard the word "rape", Huo Qiming could no longer hold back. He clenched his fists, slammed the table, and shouted at her angrily.