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

That bastard Xiao Tong even intercepted the letter from the original owner's brother!

He must have taken too many medicines and damaged his brain!

Could it be that he was still worried that Jiang Yuanzhou would instigate her to rebel?

He's really neurotic, like a surveillance freak.

After scolding Xiao Tong over and over again, Jiang Wumei finished reading the letter and summarized what Jiang Yuanzhou wanted to express into three points.

1. The political situation is tense and the second prince wants to fight for the throne.

2. Xiao Tong had impure intentions towards her, so Jiang Yuanzhou asked her to stay sober at all times and not indulge herself too much, which would hurt herself and others.

3. No matter what happens to Xiao Tong in the future, the Jiang family will always be her retreat.

With a light sigh, Jiang Wumei threw the letter into the charcoal brazier and began to think about her next move.

At this moment, Qingzhi hurried in, with an ugly expression on his face, and said in a hurry:

"My Lady, something bad has happened. Someone is coming from the palace."

"Who is here? Is it someone sent by His Highness?"

Jiang Wumei's heart trembled, and her brows became sharp.

Qingzhi shook his head:

"They were sent by the Empress, and they want you to come into the palace. They are waiting for you at the gate."

Jiang Wumei pondered in silence. When Xiao Tong left the mansion, he repeatedly emphasized that she should stay safely in the mansion and wait for his return.

He had been in the palace for less than three hours when the queen couldn't wait to come to the mansion to invite her.

What exactly do the Queen and Xiao Yi want to do?

And what was it that required both Xiao Tong and her to be present?

Is she trying to force the emperor to abdicate? !

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Wumei's pupils suddenly constricted, and she pursed her lips and said to Qingzhi:

"Go and decline the offer on my behalf. Say that I'm feeling unwell and can't get out of bed right now. I'll accompany His Highness to the palace tomorrow to apologize."

She wanted to take advantage of the situation and escape, but she didn't want to die immediately.

If someone follows the Queen into the palace, they might not even be able to see Xiao Tong and will be killed by the Queen.

No matter how stupid she was, she wouldn't dare to take the risk.

Qingzhi nodded quickly, his face serious:

"Slave, go right away."

Qingzhi left quickly. Jiang Wumei got up from the couch and paced back and forth in the hall, unable to contain her excitement.

Just because she didn't enter the palace didn't mean she gave up on her plan.

On the contrary, as long as the Queen and Xiao Yi dared to attack the Prince's Mansion, she could take advantage of the chaos to escape.

She even planned the route. In the book, not far from Xiao Tong's bedroom, there was a secret passage leading to the outside of the mansion.

Once there's chaos in the palace, she'll stage an accident, put the blame on the queen, and leave secretly through a secret passage?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this move was feasible. Jiang Wumei stood still in the hall, a bright light flashing in her eyes.

Heavy snow covered the entire capital city and continued to fall for a whole day and night.

Sending Qingzhi to send away the people from the palace, Jiang Wumei prepared everything and waited for the dark night to come.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

After finishing his business, Qingzhi returned to the palace and saw his master standing by the window, gazing at the wind and snow outside in a trance. He hurried forward and advised:

"My lady, it's too cold by the window, you'd better lean on the couch.

Your Highness is wise and brave, nothing will happen to you."

Thinking that her master was worried about His Highness, Qingzhi helped her away from the window and whispered advice.

Jiang Wumei touched the hard object in her sleeve and looked up at Qingzhi:

“I know.

If His Highness does not return tonight, order Zhao Qi and the others to guard the mansion all night without any slackness."

Qingzhi was slightly startled and nodded in agreement.

The white sky gradually darkened as time went by.

Jiang Wumei looked at the soft snow accumulated in the yard, and her heartbeat gradually quickened.

After nightfall, Xiao Tong still had not returned, and no one had leaked a single word.

In this situation, Qingzhi stayed in the hall anxiously, fearing that the assassination that night would happen again.

The fireworks show she had prepared for her master also lost the opportunity to be performed due to this sudden situation.

The entire Prince's Mansion was plunged into a depressing and tense atmosphere.

The reunion Eve, which should have been lively and joyful, became deserted and quiet because the male host left home.

The night was thick and cold.

Jiang Wumei had not slept yet. The lights in the warm room were brightly lit, and the red candles on the candlesticks were replaced one after another.

"My Lady, you didn't eat much for dinner. Could I ask the kitchen to make you a bowl of your favorite glutinous rice balls?"

Jiang Wumei had no appetite. She shook her head and looked out the window at the thick night, her eyes filled with melancholy.

"Your Highness's condition is unclear, and I cannot eat."

There was no movement from the palace, and she couldn't take any action. Could the Queen and the others do anything?

But don't let her be happy for nothing.

An hour passed in a flash.

Just after midnight, bursts of fire were heard from the direction of the imperial palace, shocking the entire city.

The Prince's Mansion was attacked several times, and the gate was covered in blood.

Jiang Wumei was sitting in the hall, listening to the sudden noise and fighting outside the courtyard. Her eyes lit up with joy, and just as she was about to stand up, Zhao Qi, covered in blood, holding a big knife, kicked open the door of the hall and ran towards her quickly.

"Your Highness, when His Highness left the palace, he ordered his subordinates to do their utmost to protect your safety.

The Crown Prince's Mansion is no longer safe. Please follow me and move to the safe place that His Highness has prepared."

Jiang Wumei's face froze, and the joy in her eyes disappeared completely.

"Miss?"

Seeing Jiang Wumei sitting motionless on the couch, Zhao Qi looked up in confusion and urged her anxiously.

Jiang Wumei took a deep breath, suppressed the roar in her heart that was about to explode, and forced a stiff smile:

"In that case, I'll trouble you, Lord Zhao."

After following Zhao Qi out of the warm room, Jiang Wumei realized that Xiao Tong had already made preparations for the response.

As soon as something happened outside the mansion, there was a guard every five steps and a sentry every ten steps inside the mansion, surrounding her bedroom so tightly that not even a mosquito could fly out. It was really infuriating.

Jiang Wumei cursed Xiao Tong in her heart while taking Qingzhi and following Zhao Qi out the back door.

Escorted by secret guards all the way, they crossed the entire main street of the imperial city and braved the cold snow until they finally stopped at a mansion in the suburbs of Beijing.

This house is exquisite and luxurious, and Jiang Wumei has never been here.

As Zhao Qi stepped into the house, several maids in green came forward with respectful expressions and led everyone into the mansion.

Unlike the last time Xiao Tong was assassinated, Jiang Wumei looked calm this time, with no injuries on her body. Except for some bloodstains on the hem of her skirt due to her hurried steps when she left the house, she still looked noble and inviolable.

She sat at the head of the main hall, glanced at the dozens of secret guards surrounding the hall, and looked at Zhao Qi on the side, her eyes flashing:

"Your Highness, are you fully aware of what happened today?"

Zhao Qi was holding a bloody sword, staring vigilantly outside the hall. When he heard Jiang Wumei's question, he quickly turned around and clasped his fists in reply:

"Before His Highness left the palace this morning, he instructed his subordinates to protect the Empress and never mentioned the existence of a thief."

The downfall of the Chun family sounded a wake-up call in the hearts of all officials in the capital, shocking everyone. Zhao Qi had not expected that there would be people who would dare to risk the annihilation of their entire clan and attack the Prince's Mansion.

However, he was not afraid.

His Highness has many means at his disposal, and anyone who dares to attack him will be killed.

Jiang Wumei stared at Zhao Qi's boiling murderous intent, then withdrew her gaze and asked:

"Then do you know whether His Highness is safe in the palace?"

Thinking of the various arrangements made by his Highness, Zhao Qi buried his head and said:

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Your Highness has trusted aides in the palace to protect you. Even if someone attempts to harm Your Highness, they will be killed by Your Highness in the end."

The hanging heart finally died.

Jiang Wumei silently swallowed a mouthful of blood, touched the dagger in her sleeve, and closed her eyes in disappointment.