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

Half an hour ago, in the inner hall of the East Palace, on the bedroom behind the brocade screen.

Po's forehead was covered with cold sweat and his whole body was trembling.

Xuanyuan Fengran's dark eyes were cold, and he asked coldly, "What's wrong with her illness?"

Beside the bed, old doctor Zhang was trembling with fear.

He just came to diagnose and cure illnesses, and never thought that he would run into the dignified King Tu Fengran climbing over the wall into the inner hall of the East Palace.

He even kept asking him about Her Royal Highness the Princess's condition.

"All of Her Royal Highness's injuries, including the arrow wound on her chest, are not life-threatening. But when I examined Her Royal Highness's pulse just now, I found that she has accumulated cold, dampness, and blood loss in her heart. It is strange that Her Royal Highness has such symptoms at such a young age."

As he spoke, Doctor Zhang said with difficulty: "I'm afraid I'll have to look up ancient medical books carefully."

Xuanyuan Fengran's black eyes turned bloodshot, his rationality, which was stretched to the extreme, could break at any time.

He asked coldly: "When will she wake up?"

Doctor Zhang was very careful and chose his words carefully: "Her Highness fell into a coma suddenly, and waking up was probably also sudden."

"I cannot determine the exact time of awakening."

When the old imperial physician Zhang told Concubine Wen what was going on, she became so frightened that her face turned pale.

"Your Highness the Princess may wake up at any time, or she may never wake up..."

Beside the bed, Xuanyuan Fengran silently stared at Abao, whose forehead was covered with cold sweat, and muttered to himself, repeating what the old doctor Zhang had said.

"Maybe I'll never wake up."

"If you never wake up from sleep, you will be like a living dead."

Xuanyuan Fengran recalled this morning, when he carried the little girl up the mountain, the little girl was still full of energy and hummed a little tune happily on his back.

But when she entered the Huangji Palace on the top of Qilin Mountain and started to burn incense and offer sacrifices to her ancestors, she suddenly fainted.

Xuanyuan Fengran had to suspect that it was the Huangji Palace that caused the little girl to fall into a coma.

As if thinking about something, Xuanyuan Fengran stood up and wrung out the wet cloth, then sat back down beside the couch and wiped the cold sweat off Abao's forehead.

"Abao?" Xuanyuan Fengran called out softly, "Abao, wake up."

But, Abao's brows were getting tighter and tighter.

She seemed to have encountered something extremely horrific. She clenched her fists tightly and tried desperately to break free but was unable to do so.

During the struggle, the gold needles on her neck and shoulders fell off, and the warm blood dyed her inner clothes red.

Xuanyuan Fengran, the Butcher King who always had a hard time telling his emotions, lost control of his rationality at this moment, and cautiously and gently held Abao into his arms.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his words revealed his worry and anxiety.

"Wake up, please?"

Before he finished speaking, Po suddenly opened his eyes.

She smelled the deep and quiet ebony scent, and she knew that the man in front of her who was hugging her tightly yet gently was Xuanyuan Fengran.

Although the entire East Palace was filled with the bitter smell of steamed herbs, she felt warm and at ease leaning in Xuanyuan Fengran's strong and reliable arms.

"Uncle." A Bao called out weakly in a hoarse voice, "Uncle, Uncle..."

Before she finished her words, she could feel Xuanyuan Fengran, who was holding her, stiffen all over. The next moment, Xuanyuan Fengran, as if he had survived a calamity, hugged her even tighter with his arms.

He kept whispering in her ear, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

How could he not be afraid? Abao was afraid.

Rather than saying it was a series of nightmares, it would be more accurate to say that she confirmed that those scenes were the actions of the old Pei Guichen after her soul dissipated in her previous life.

She was forcibly dragged into those scenes, and most of her energy and spirit were destroyed. Fortunately, thanks to Xuanyuan Fengran's call of "Abao", she escaped from death.

But when he opened his eyes and came back, Abao still felt dizzy and his whole body ached.

She only felt a chill deep in her soul corroding her bones, causing her unbearable pain. She just wanted to lean on Xuanyuan Fengran and have a good rest to catch her breath.

But after finally coming to his senses, A Bao discovered that Xuanyuan Fengran was trembling.

She finally understood that she was afraid.

Xuanyuan Fengran watched her fall into coma, and he was more afraid than she was.

When he thought of this, A Bao's eyes warmed slightly. He silently raised his hand and patted Xuanyuan Fengran on the back, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry to have made the emperor worried."