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

Hearing this, A Bao looked at his uncle on his right with surprise.

Xuanyuan Fengran was silent for a moment, then explained in a deep voice: "If nothing happened last night, Zhang Yu would have led the scouts to quietly disperse into the night. But if something really happened, Zhang Yu would have led the scouts of the Shenwu Camp to block the shortcut of the Liangshan cavalry's night attack on the Xihemen camp."

A Bao suddenly realized, "When the emperor's uncle mobilized the Shenwu Camp, he arranged a retreat for the Shenwu Camp - to escape and flee far to the northern border."

Xuanyuan Fengran's eyes flickered, "I wanted to tell you last night. But in the end, you thought of it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu looked at Xuanyuan Fengran with his tiger eyes and said bluntly, "It is said that the relationship between Her Royal Highness the Princess and King Fengran is cold, and they are like mortal enemies. Now it seems that the rumors outside cannot be trusted. Her Royal Highness the Princess and King Fengran clearly have a tacit understanding!"

A Bao held a cup of red ginseng hot tea in his hand, and his eyes felt a little hot from the steam from the hot tea.

Xuanyuan Fengran turned around, blocking Zhang Yu's sight, raised his hand and patted A Bao on the back, and gently coaxed her in her ear: "The emperor's uncle is here for everything."

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Fengran put his left hand behind his back and waved at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu recognized the army's gesture of retreat, and immediately bowed to say goodbye. With a quick flash, he left the inner hall and disappeared between the palace walls and eaves.

The inner hall fell completely silent, with only the two of them.

A Bao's eyes went dark, and the breath she had been holding on to completely dissipated. At the moment she was about to fall, she almost fell into Xuanyuan Fengran's arms.

I have been forcing myself to endure it since the moment I entered the Taiji Hall, until now——

A Bao finally couldn't hold back any longer, tears rolling down his cheeks, "Uncle, I will kill him." Once again.

"If they have a choice, no one would be willing to kill their own brother." Xuanyuan Fengran hugged Abao in his arms, "It's okay, it's just you and my uncle. If you want to cry, just cry for a while."

A Bao put his arms around Xuanyuan Fengran's waist and managed to steady himself. "In fact, I know that Fifth Brother wanted the throne and he took every step carefully, which led to the current dead end."

"There is cause and effect, there is no way to complain."

"But I can never forget that he is my fifth brother."

"When I was a kid, I was bullied by other brothers, and he always protected me."

A Bao leaned against Xuanyuan Fengran's warm and solid embrace, and murmured in a tearful voice: "Uncle, do you still remember? One winter, my third brother pushed me into the icy lake, and it was my fifth brother who jumped into the lake to save me without hesitation."

"That time, the fifth brother had a high fever and almost died."

A Bao tightly grasped Xuanyuan Fengran's clothes, and asked paranoidly, "How could it be just to please me? He said he saved me to please me, because he wanted to live a better life. But he has lost his life, how can he live a good life?"

Xuanyuan Fengran said nothing.

But in his heart he recalled what Xuanyuan Wu said before he died last night.

Suddenly, he saw some of his own shadow in Xuanyuan Wu.

It has nothing to do with romance. It’s obvious that she wants her family, but she is too inferior to admit it and has to find excuses to hurt others and herself.

As a result, the people you care about will be pushed further and further away.

Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his eyes and stared at Abao who was crying and trembling in his arms. He was in a trance for the first time, and recalled many years ago -

Xuanyuan Wu, who had not yet faked his own death by self-immolation, once went to Feng Ran's palace and threatened to challenge him to a sword fight of life and death.

Of course, he refused.

The sword test never started in the end.

But that night, Xuanyuan Wu left a warning that could be called a curse.

Xuanyuan Fengran, don't drag my imperial sister to hell.