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

Cheng Fuyin, who had been waiting outside Xipin Village at the beginning, heard the noise and rushed in. He then helped to evacuate most of the old soldiers from the shacks.

"Your Highness, shall we go?"

"Prefect Cheng, I have something for you to do."

A Bao remembered that in his previous life, although Cheng Fuyin was a slick official, he was able to distinguish right from wrong.

After all, she could use him right now.

So A Bao deliberately whispered, "Please ask Prefect Cheng to take this blood-stained jade pendant of mine to the Liangshan boundary monument to find Zhang Yu of the Shenwu Camp and tell him exactly what I am going to say next."

Prefect Cheng took Abao's words carefully to heart, nodded silently, and left immediately.

As this happened, Abao became increasingly depressed.

She looked around, searching for Xiao Yunzheng in the shack shrouded in the dark night.

In just a few minutes, the Western Prison Tiger Guards had surrounded the shack step by step and quickly built defensive fortifications on the higher part of the mountain above the shack.

Within the silent defensive wall in the forest, the Western Prison Tiger Guards hid in the dark, drew their bows and aimed their arrows in the direction of the Liangshan camp.

After a long time, A Bao finally found Xiao Yunzheng behind the old tree.

Unexpectedly, she bumped into Xiao Yunzheng's complicated gaze.

Xiao Yunzheng wanted to move forward, but his arm was tightly grasped. Xiao Jingyue, who was hiding behind him, trembled and said with a pale face, "This place is dangerous, brother, let's leave quickly."

Xiao Yunzheng suddenly stopped in his tracks, while A Bao in the distance had already pulled Xuanyuan Fengran and turned to walk in the opposite direction of him.

"Elder brother?" Xiao Jingyue shook Xiao Yunzheng's arm anxiously.

Xiao Yunzheng turned his head indifferently and glanced at Xiao Jingyue beside him, "Are you scared now? Why did you lie to me tonight by claiming to be sick? Do you know that Pei Guichen is on the red list of the East Palace election?"

Xiao Jingyue was about to cry, her face pale as she cried, "Brother, are you scolding me because of that bitch Abao?"

Xiao Yunzheng: "..."

Xiao Jingyue cried even more sadly: "Brother! I am your biological sister!"

Xiao Yunzheng was helpless with the crying, and warned in a deep voice: "If a man and a woman run to this shack in the western suburbs alone, it will only ruin your reputation if this matter gets out."

As soon as she heard the tone, Xiao Jingyue knew that Xiao Yunzheng was angry.

She stopped crying with grievance, "Brother, I must beat Abao this time."

Xiao Yunzheng stopped talking.

He looked vigilantly at Pei Guichen not far away.

As a man himself, he knew what was in Pei Guichen's eyes, and he knew even more clearly that it was his selfishness that led to this misalignment.

Xiao Yunzheng was in the danger tonight and silently gripped the hilt of the sword.

At this time, in the distance, the cold wind brought with it the smoke of gunpowder.

As soon as A Bao heard the sound of horse hooves, he knew that it was not just a vanguard cavalry that was coming.

She looked up at the cool moon hanging in the sky. At this time, the New Year's Eve banquet at the Summer Palace should be over.

But unlike this time of year in previous years, a golden ingot pagoda full of 49 zhang in height would burn in front of Taihe Gate, and a flaming dragon would roar up to the sky.

There are also fireworks all over the sky, lighting up the entire night sky like stars on a summer night.

Tonight's New Year's Eve, there is only a dead end,

A Bao and Xuanyuan Fengran hid in the dark. The louder the sound of the horses' hooves, the quieter the area around the shack seemed.

Her hand was held tightly by Xuanyuan Fengran beside her.

At this time, the flags were fluttering and the war horses were neighing.

Hundreds of vanguard cavalrymen came galloping from the Liangshan camp, their horses trampling forward, their iron armor looking majestic, and the cold light of the swords in their hands seemed to strangle a bloody massacre.

A Bao saw Xuanyuan Wu on horseback, looking cold and unruly, just like in his memory of his previous life. Xuanyuan Wu was wearing a brown robe and a dark armor, holding his spear which was completely black with silver-white and black scales on both ends.

The surroundings became increasingly quiet, and even Abao's breathing became slower and slower involuntarily.

Hundreds of vanguards were seen galloping on horseback, with sand and stones rolling.

But they never came into the shack. They stopped and stood quietly, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Xuanyuan Wu looked at the quiet surroundings. In the ruins covered with snow, dark shadows were lurking and danger was lurking on all sides.

After a long silence, Xuanyuan Wu raised his hand and made a gesture.

The next moment, the first row of cavalry behind him drew their bows and arrows, aiming at the subtle outline that was hidden in the night.

With a whoosh! The sharp arrow broke through the air!