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

"Your Majesty, news has come from the palace that His Highness is safe.

You can rest assured.”

Zhao Qi came in quickly with a piece of torn paper, his wooden face wrinkled with excitement.

Jiang Wumei felt deeply desperate and extremely disappointed with the fighting ability of the Queen and others.

After all this time, they were actually killed so easily by Xiao Tong, leaving her happy for nothing.

The dagger in her sleeve had been bothering her all night, chilling her to the bone.

"That's good.

I am tired, you can handle the rest."

Waving Qingzhi over, Jiang Wumei followed the maid in the house to the backyard with light steps.

The corpses in the Prince's Mansion probably haven't been moved yet, so she might as well take a shower and sleep here.

After guarding for a whole night, even the strongest person couldn't stand it anymore.

After ordering someone to bring hot water for a bath, Jiang Wumei changed into new pajamas and lay on the bed, letting Qingzhi dry her long hair.

While she was drying her hair, Jiang Wumei yawned and said:

"You can ask Zhao Qi to send someone to the Huo Mansion to see if Junjun is okay."

There was such a big commotion in the capital last night. The two generals, one old and one young, from the Huo family must have gone to the palace to protect the emperor.

Junjun is protected by the Huo Mansion’s guards in the mansion, so Jiang Wumei is not very worried.

But swords and knives are silent, and Junjun is particularly protective of the old lady of the Huo Mansion. Jiang Wumei is worried that she will be too impulsive and hurt herself, so she wants someone to go and check on her to see what's going on before she feels relieved.

"Yes, ma'am."

Qingzhi agreed immediately, and his hands moved more gently and slowly.

After drying her hair, Jiang Wumei was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes and fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.

Jiang Wumei slept very soundly that night. When she opened her eyes again, a pair of iron arms suddenly appeared around her waist, and she was lying on the man's hot chest.

Jiang Wumei frowned and raised her head slightly, and Xiao Tong's tired and handsome face immediately came into her sight.

Looking at the dark circles under his eyes, Jiang Wumei hesitated for a moment, then gently reached out to pry open the arms that were wrapped around her waist.

But unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, the man's long arms tightened and pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Wumei screamed and fell on the man again. In panic, her palm pressed on a certain part of the man's penis, which scared her so much that she shrank her neck and hurriedly looked up.

The man's dark eyes were bottomless, staring at her tightly, which made her feel terrified.

"Your Highness, when did you come back?"

Glancing at the light outside the window, she realized it was already afternoon. Three or four hours had passed since she went to bed. Jiang Wumei was slightly startled, and then she felt tired and weak all over, with signs of a cold entering her body.

“Just got back not long ago.

Niao Niao, don't move, stay with me and sleep for a while longer."

The shocking incident last night consumed too much of his energy. Now, as he hugged Jiang Wumei, Xiao Tong felt increasingly sleepy.

I couldn't bear to let her go.

Xiao Tong's voice was filled with fatigue. Jiang Wumei hesitated for a moment, but still lay down beside him.

Seeing her so gentle, Xiao Tong felt a warm feeling in his heart. He pulled her close to his arms, kissed her black hair, and closed his eyes contentedly.

The man's breathing soon calmed down. Listening to his strong heartbeat, Jiang Wumei fell asleep again in a daze.

Qingzhi and Zhao Qi had been guarding outside the room. Seeing the noise inside the house just start and then return to calm, neither of them made a sound to disturb them and let the two masters continue to rest.

The sky quickly darkened.

Jiang Wumei was awakened by the sound of lips.

Noticing the man's increasingly intense licking and kissing, Jiang Wumei opened her eyes hazily and instantly met Xiao Tong's dark pupils.

"Niao Niao, give it to me."

Because of Jiang Wumei's injuries, Xiao Tong has been restraining himself from having her since he woke up.

But after yesterday, he became even more aware of how precious Jiang Wumei was. The desire surging in his body seemed to be running wild, and the big hand that was pinching Jiang Wumei's waist was incredibly hot.

Jiang Wumei trembled at the warmth of his palm. She raised her bright eyes and found that Xiao Tong's hair was still a little wet. This man had obviously taken a shower.

Closing her eyes and feeling the man's surging emotions, Jiang Wumei stretched out her arms and put them around Xiao Tong's strong shoulders with a blushing face.

"Your Highness."

Jiang Wumei's voice was gentle and charming, and her face was blushing as she replied to Xiao Tong silently.

Having been single for several months, Jiang Wumei, who knew Xiao Tong's outstanding abilities in certain aspects, naturally would not refuse.

When beauty is in front of you, it is important to enjoy it while you can.

Looking at the lustful expression between Jiang Wumei's eyebrows, Xiao Tong's whole body tensed up. He leaned forward with deep black eyes and covered her tender red lips again.

The nightgown was half-removed, exposing a large area of ​​her jade-like skin to the air, trembling slightly and flushed pink.

Jiang Wumei was trapped in the man's arms. She hadn't touched a man for a long time. When she touched his still tight abdominal muscles around his waist, she felt a surge of emotion, and her eyes were instantly covered with mist.

Xiao Tong loved the way she panted. When they slept together in the past, he would listen to her charming voice and feel nothing but physical arousal.

Now, listening to her gentle and unbearable voice, Xiao Tong felt not only physical impulses but also soul trembling.

At this moment, he completely possessed Niao Niao.

He was the only one left in her whole world.

Before, there was no love connection. Although there was comfort, there was no emotion.

But with love, Xiao Tong once again touched Jiang Wumei's skin and explored every inch of her skin. For the first time, he experienced what it meant to be infatuated and become one.

It was as if all the colors in the world had faded away, leaving only the bright red under his body, which made his heart beat wildly and his blood boil.

As soon as there was a noise in the house, Qingzhi calmly drove the outsiders to the gate of the courtyard and continued to guard the place with Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi had sharp ears and eyes, and was extremely sensitive to even the slightest sound, let alone the violent creaking sound of the bed frame shaking in the room.

Fortunately, his face was dark enough, so even though he blushed a little due to embarrassment, Qingzhi on the opposite side didn't notice it.

Having served Jiang Wumei for a long time, Qingzhi had long been immune to this situation. Seeing the embarrassment on Zhao Qi's wooden face opposite her, Qingzhi turned her eyes away and looked away.

The noise in the house lasted for two full hours. Xiao Tong hadn't touched fragrance for a long time, and he couldn't control his emotions for a moment. Once he got a taste of it, he couldn't let it go.

If Jiang Wumei had not cried and begged for mercy with tears in her eyelashes at the end, Xiao Tong would probably have wanted to continue.

Touching the smooth back of the person in his arms, Xiao Tong kissed her sweaty forehead while coldly ordering people to prepare water.

After hearing this, Zhao Qi and Qingzhi quickly responded and made the next arrangements.

Looking at the calmness of the beautiful maidservant beside Concubine Jiang, Zhao Qi stretched his stiff legs and expressed his sincere admiration.

"Your Highness, several gentlemen are waiting for you at the Prince's Mansion."

Zhao Qi listened in the corner for several hours in the cold wind just to report this sentence.

"I understand. You wait outside the courtyard. I will leave in half an hour."

Xiao Tong's cold voice was heard from inside the room, completely different from the gentle and caring state he had just shown on the bed.

Zhao Qi didn't dare to say anything more. He nodded his head and quickly left the yard.

Hot water was quickly delivered into the house, and Qingzhi placed two sets of clean clothes behind the screen for the master to change into.

When everything was ready, Xiao Tong put on his pajamas and bare his chest to hug the tired-looking woman on the bed.

After being tossed around by Xiao Tong for several hours, Jiang Wumei had developed a stress reaction to his movements. As soon as the man's iron arm touched her skin, Jiang Wumei flinched and refused with tears in her eyes:

“No, no.

Let me rest for a while."