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

Seeing him like this, Po felt angry and sad.

Finally, she said with tears in her eyes, "I made some hangover soup, it tastes great. Can I serve you a bowl?"

Xuanyuan Fengran neither said yes nor no, just blinked blankly.

A Bao simply assumed that he consented.

She opened the lunch box, filled a bowl of tangerine peel and licorice hangover soup, blew it carefully until it reached the right temperature, and then confidently brought it to Xuanyuan Fengran's lips.

A Bao coaxed him softly, like coaxing a child, "Ah~ Uncle, please have a taste."

Unexpectedly, the Butcher King, who was feared by the barbarians in the northern border and could stop children from crying at night, turned out to be particularly obedient and likable when drunk.

A Bao coaxed him in the tone of a child, and the drunk and confused Xuanyuan Fengran actually listened to him obediently.

He lowered his head and took a sip of the hangover soup in her hand.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" A Bao asked expectantly, but then he realized that he hadn't even taken a sip of the wine, but he was also drunk like a fool.

My own uncle is so drunk that he doesn’t know whether the drink tastes good or not.

But when she raised her eyes, she saw Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his head and took two more bites.

At this moment, A Bao inexplicably felt that Xuanyuan Fengran was so well behaved as he sipped the sobering soup.

After a while, the spoonful of hangover soup in Abao's hand was empty.

“……”It looks like it tastes good.

Ah Bao hurriedly scooped another spoonful of hangover soup and brought it to Xuanyuan Fengran's lips, "Uncle, be good. Can you drink more?"

After he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Fengran was so drunk that he was about to fall down and actually leaned on her.

"Don't you want to drink?"

"Ah."

"Uncle, be good. Drink more and I'll tell you a story, okay?"

"..."

"Uncle Emperor?"

The man leaning on her shoulder was breathing lightly. A Bao was about to turn her head to see if he was asleep, but she heard him whisper, "Story."

A Bao couldn't help but laugh.

She continued to feed him hangover soup, and he did as she asked, so she said.

"Once upon a time there was a royal uncle."

"He is the best uncle in the world."

"In terms of family background, it is said that Xie Wuai has the support of hundreds of thousands of Zhenxi troops, but the emperor's uncle is victorious in every battle! This is even more amazing!!"

"And the emperor's uncle is an expert swordsman. There are few people in the world who can beat him."

"As for appearance..."

Ah Bao couldn't help but think of the scene where Xuanyuan Fengran smiled and cried blankly, "They say Pei Guichen is elegant and cold like a banished immortal. This is true. I have to admit that Pei Guichen is indeed good-looking."

Xuanyuan Fengran paused slightly while drinking the sobering soup.

But then, A Bao said with emotion, "But the Emperor's uncle is not much behind."

As he spoke, A Bao lifted the chin of the man beside him and admired him from the bottom of his heart: "The imperial capital is ten points of beauty, and my uncle's tears account for eight points of it."

I don’t know if it was because of the pear blossom wine that confused his mind, or because the little girl in front of him made him completely lose his mind.

Xuanyuan Fengran suddenly grabbed Abao's wrist and pressed him down on the couch.

There was a loud clanging noise, and in an instant, the floor was littered with cups and plates, and even the bowl of sobering tangerine peel and licorice soup was spilled all over the floor.

All this happened unexpectedly.

When A Bao came to her senses, Xuanyuan Fengran had already leaned over to her. The light and cold scent of pear blossom wine on his body brushed across her neck, causing her to shiver.

The square couch beneath her was covered with thick silk velvet, which was extremely soft.

A Baoru was trapped in the clouds, looking up blankly at Xuanyuan Fengran, and saw that he had hurt eyes.

Her eyes were slightly hot.

Over the years, Xuanyuan Fengran in her eyes was always separated by a thin layer of mist, so that every time she looked at him, it was like looking at flowers in the fog, and she couldn't figure it out.

But there was at least a hint of smile between his eyes and eyebrows.

However, at this moment tonight, Xuanyuan Fengran's black eyes were empty, with only hurt left.

A Bao held back his tears for a long time, but he couldn't hold back any more and tears rolled down his cheeks. "Uncle, look at you. You had to say those words. You deserve to feel bad right now."

She obviously likes me, but she insists on asking me to marry another man and wishes me to have many children and grandchildren.

Before Po finished speaking——

Xuanyuan Fengran's fingertips heavily stroked the corners of her lips, but there was only despair in his eyes.

"I deserve it."

"I deserve it."

She murmured hoarsely over and over again, "I deserve it." Xuanyuan Fengran pinched Abao's chin and forced her to look up.

A Bao suddenly discovered that Xuanyuan Fengran was so scared that his hands were shaking.

"Uncle?" A Bao was worried. He raised his hand to touch Xuanyuan Fengran's face and comforted him, "Uncle, calm down. I'm here. It's okay."

Xuanyuan Fengran said in despair: "Abao, I regret it."

"Can you please not get married?"