After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

After breakfast, it suddenly started snowing heavily.

A Bao stood in the corridor in front of the temple, listening to the whistling wind and watching the snow gradually accumulating on the eaves. She suddenly remembered that the day after tomorrow would be New Year's Eve, the day for family reunion.

At this time, Hongxiu came in through the curtain and reminded softly.

"Everything is ready, Your Highness, shall we begin now?"

Xie Wuai was full and lazily leaned against the window frame, asking curiously, "Begin? What are you going to start, sister?"

A Bao stretched his hand out from the eaves and caught the cold snowflakes filling his palm.

"Make dumplings."

Xie Wuai was stunned. The imperial sister whom he had known since childhood never cooked.

He looked at Xuanyuan Fengran, but saw that Xuanyuan Fengran was not surprised at all. Instead, he said nothing and followed him directly towards the kitchen.

Entering the small kitchen of the East Palace——

As soon as A Bao held the kitchen knife, she heard Xuanyuan Fengran say beside her, "I'll do it."

Thinking that chopping the stuffing would require a lot of strength and Xuanyuan Fengran was willing to help, she didn't bother to be polite with him and was happy to relax.

A Bao loosened his grip on the knife, walked to the other side of the kitchen counter, and started pouring water and kneading the dough.

Xie Wuai looked bewildered, but when he saw that A Bao was obviously upset and Xuanyuan Fengran looked gloomy, he stopped joking.

Xie Wuai didn't know how to cook, so he simply moved a stool and sat next to the stove, holding a fan and helping to watch the fire.

When the dough had risen, Xuanyuan Fengran had just finished chopping the meat for backup.

Abao worked quickly and efficiently, mixing seasonings and stuffing, and rolling out the dough until everything was ready.

Xie Wuai couldn't help but feel itchy when he saw A Bao making plump white dumplings one after another in his hands.

"Royal sister, when did you learn to cook? Teach me too!"

Xuanyuan Fengran looked across the kitchen counter and saw the little girl lowering her head and closing her eyes. She was making dumplings quickly, but she was silent for a moment before she spoke in a low voice.

"I, your sister, am gifted. I can learn it just by taking a look." After saying that, A Bao finally raised his eyes and smiled very hard, "Thank you, brother. Go wash your hands first. I will teach you later."

By the time Xie Wuai was taught how to make dumplings, there was only one dumpling wrapper left.

A Bao thought about it and wrapped two candied dates into the dumplings.

The stove was burning very hot, and the water in the pot soon began to boil. Not long after the dumplings were put in, they floated up, each one was plump and white.

Abao carefully put the whole bowl of dumplings and old vinegar into the food box.

When she raised her eyes, Xuanyuan Fengran was standing outside the kitchen door, holding a black umbrella with an iron handle in his hand. He had been waiting for her in the snow for a while.

A Bao stood by the kitchen stove, holding the handle of the food box tightly, and looked at Xuanyuan Fengran quietly.

Xuanyuan Fengran, holding a black umbrella in the snow, had gentle eyes and was still waiting for her quietly.

The two looked at each other, and Po suddenly understood.

While busy making dumplings just now, Xuanyuan Fengran didn't say a single extra word because he understood.

Who is she eating dumplings for today?

Although they were silent, Po saw the tacit understanding in each other's eyes.

So, A Bao took a deep breath and stepped out of the kitchen door, and Xuanyuan Fengran just in time held the black umbrella in his hand over her head.

A Bao held the food box in his left hand, held Xuanyuan Fengran's sleeve with his right hand, and sighed softly.

"It's great to have the emperor's uncle accompany me."

Xuanyuan Fengran remained silent, rubbed Abao's head lovingly, and tilted the snow-shielding umbrella more towards the little girl beside him.

"Little Po?"

"Yeah. I'm here."

"When you meet the King later, be careful with your words and actions."

A Bao didn't quite understand why Xuanyuan Fengran suddenly reminded her like this, but her uncle Fengran would never lie to her.

She tugged at the corner of his sleeve and said, "Yeah, I remember."

It is a long way from the East Palace to the West Prison.

The road from the two iron gates of the West Prison to the deepest water dungeon in the West Prison is even longer and more eerie and terrifying.

But on this stretch of road, Po can only walk alone.

Gu Qijue relied on the old emperor's oral order and only allowed Abao to see Xuanyuan.

A Bao walked a few meters away and suddenly turned back. Xuanyuan Fengran was standing silently in front of the iron gate of the West Prison, staring at her with his dark and deep eyes, as if he would never leave.

But A Bao was worried, "Uncle, wait for me."

Xuanyuan Fengran's deep black eyes suddenly gave him a gentle smile, "Okay."

Only then did A Bao feel relieved. He picked up the food box and turned to walk towards the deepest part of the West Prison.