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

Knowing that Jiang Yuanzhou was coming today, Jiang Wumei ordered Qingzhi to go to the warehouse to pick out some good things while washing up in the morning, and prepare to let Jiang Yuanzhou take them back to the mansion later.

Qingzhi went to the storehouse to pick and choose, and selected a hundred-year-old ginseng, a set of tribute four treasures of the study, and a Jiaowei zither, and came back to report.

Jiang Yuanzhou was very good at playing the zither. This was what Jiang Wumei remembered after recalling the plot in the book.

Now, she finally has a chance to abuse her power for personal gain, so she will seek the last bit of benefit for her brother Jiang Yuanzhou.

“Let me take these things out of the palace later.

Also, prepare some more rewards and send them to you after you return home."

Qingzhi agreed with a smile, turned around and left. As soon as she stepped out of the palace gate, she saw Jiang Yuanzhou striding towards her.

"Young Master."

"Ms. Qingzhi."

The two men greeted each other, Qingzhi waved away the eunuch who led the way, and personally led Jiang Yunzhou into the hall.

"My Lady, the Young Master has arrived."

Jiang Wumei was pruning flower branches with a pair of small scissors. When she turned around and saw Jiang Yuanzhou in official uniform, her eyes lit up.

Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. After changing into official uniform, this cheap brother's temperament is almost catching up with Xiao Tong.

He is as beautiful as jade, with black eyes and long eyebrows, a handsome upstart.

After he had been in the officialdom for a few years and had matured in character, countless noble families wanted to marry their daughters to him.

"Your servant Jiang Yuanzhou greets the Imperial Noble Consort."

Seeing his sister's rosy face, Jiang Yuanzhou knew that she had been doing well recently. After bowing and greeting her, he straightened up and looked at her carefully.

Jiang Wumei was wearing a peach-pink palace dress today, which made her look more beautiful than flowers and added a touch of girlish liveliness.

Jiang Yuanzhou saw this and had the illusion that his sister was being pampered by the new emperor.

"You all get out."

After sending away the idle palace maids, Jiang Wumei turned around, smiled at Jiang Yuanzhou, winked and joked:

"It's been a while since we last met. I'm sure you and your sister have become estranged."

Jiang Yuanzhou laughed:

"Now that you are the Imperial Consort, you should treat me with the courtesy of a monarch and his subjects, so as to avoid being criticized."

“There are only two of us in the palace now, no king or subject, only brother and sister.

If my brother comes, I still need to wear a mask and can't relax. It's too tiring.

Come sit here, brother."

After making a half-truthful complaint, Jiang Wumei sat down at the tea table that had been prepared in advance and motioned Jiang Yuanzhou to sit opposite her.

Seeing her attitude, Jiang Yuanzhou lifted his robe and sat opposite her, waiting for her to make tea for the guest.

Jiang Wumei has learned tea art, and the tea she brews is pretty good.

After Jiang Yuanzhou sat down, Jiang Wumei opened the teapot and began to serve tea.

She moved her mouth smoothly when dividing the tea and picking up the pot. The whole process was very ornamental. After the tea in the small pot was bubbling, Jiang Wumei poured out a cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Yuanzhou.

"Brother, try it."

The tea soup was bright orange. Jiang Yuanzhou took it and sniffed it. The aroma of tea and the hot steam were refreshing.

She lowered her head and took a sip of tea. Jiang Yuanzhou praised it as good, and then Jiang Wumei smiled, retracted her gaze, and poured tea for herself.

The teacup swirled around her nose. Seeing that her cooking skills were not rusty, Jiang Wumei opened her mouth and talked about business:

"Brother, the Emperor has decided to transfer Dad back to the capital, and is also planning to promote you to the position of Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

What do you think? "

Jiang Yuanzhou paused while drinking tea, raised his eyes and looked at his beautiful sister. Seeing the concern in his sister's peach blossom eyes, his heart warmed:

"Are you worried that your brother will be promoted too quickly and squeezed out by the old officials in the court?

Are you still worried that others will criticize me for relying on my sister to rise to the top?"

Jiang Wumei sighed:

“Both.

My brother is a man of great talent and has a bright future; he doesn't need any shortcuts.

I'm worried that these rumors will affect your mentality."

After thinking for a while, Jiang Wumei put down the teacup, looked at Jiang Yuanzhou and said firmly:

"Brother, if you feel that this promotion is inappropriate, I will find a way to push the position of Minister of Revenue for you."

Jiang Yuanzhou shook his head:

“The Emperor mentioned the position of Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Revenue to me when he was still the Crown Prince, but I declined at that time.

Now that the emperor has brought up the old matter again, I believe he has made up his mind. No matter how much you try to negotiate, you will not be able to change the outcome. There is no need to waste your energy on this matter.

Don't worry, if I didn't even have this ability, I wouldn't have been in Chunyang Tai's hands until today."

With Jiang Yuanzhou's words, Jiang Wumei felt relieved and changed the subject, telling him about the original owner's parents.

In the hot air, the real brother and fake sister sat around the tea table and talked heart to heart.

Qingzhi brought in a few plates of pastries. Seeing that the two were talking happily, he added hot water and left quietly.

Jiang Wumei was just telling Jiang Yuanzhou that after the original owner's parents came to Beijing, they should buy a bigger house to live in. Qingzhi walked in, bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, the eunuch beside the Emperor has come to deliver a message that the Emperor will come to Zhongcui Palace for lunch at noon. Please be prepared."

"Prepare?"

Jiang Wumei frowned. What's wrong with Xiao Tong?

Just come over, what are you preparing for?

"Then go and tell them to prepare a few more dishes that the emperor likes for lunch today."

Pretending to be polite, Jiang Wumei looked at the man who looked like her and cordially invited her:

"Brother, why don't you finish your lunch before leaving the palace.

It just so happens that I asked Qingzhi to prepare a few things for you to take with you when you leave the palace."

Jiang Yuanzhou understood the meaning of the message sent by the new emperor and was sure that the new emperor was really jealous. He refused with a smile:

"Forget it, the Ministry of Revenue still has some matters to deal with. I'll just sit for a while and then leave."

Looking at his little sister's eager eyes, Jiang Yuanzhou's heart softened, and he went beyond the etiquette and said:

"You're bound to feel bored staying in the palace all day. If you want any food or anything from outside the palace, send someone to tell me on the way home from court, and I'll bring it to you the next day."

Jiang Wumei curled her lips, smiled and nodded:

"Thank you, brother. I won't be polite from now on."

Although she said this, Jiang Wumei never intended to continue to be involved with Jiang Yuanzhou.

The deeper the feelings, the more painful it is to let go. When Jiang Wumei didn't want to leave, Jiang Yuanzhou was sad and worried.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wumei hesitated for a moment and said:

"Brother, the palace is full of dangers. If anything happens to me one day, my parents will entrust me to you."

As soon as she said this, Jiang Yuanzhou's eyebrows instantly frowned:

"But is there anyone in the palace giving you trouble?"

Or does the emperor still dislike his sister, and everything he sees is just an illusion?

However, now that the Emperor has ascended the throne, there is no need to be wary of anyone.

If he really didn't like his sister, why would he go to such lengths to confer the title of Imperial Noble Consort on her?

But the worry in my sister's eyes doesn't seem fake. Why is that?

Jiang Yuanzhou held the teacup in his hand, his brows furrowed, and he was silent and thoughtful.

Seeing Jiang Yuanzhou's expression change slightly, Jiang Wumei realized that her words were too much like a last will and must have scared him, so she hurriedly explained:

"Brother, don't get me wrong, I'm just saying it's just in case.

Now I am the only one who has been appointed as a concubine by the emperor's side. I was worried that the tree would attract the wind, so I said a few nonsense. Please don't take it to heart."

"What tree attracts the wind?

Niao Niao, tell me what you have to say."

The new emperor's voice suddenly rang out in the hall. Jiang Wumei and Jiang Yuanzhou's eyebrows jumped and they turned around quickly. A bright yellow figure in a cloak, with snow falling on his shoulders, was striding into the hall in the cold wind.