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

Pei Guichen was silent.

Xiao Jingyue was about to cry, "Jing'er really feels sorry for Brother Guichen."

"Brother Guichen, you are such a gentle man, but you have to be the concubine. Not only do you not have a wedding ceremony, but even your wedding night has to come after your husband's."

Xiao Jingyue was plotting to portray Abao as heartless and unfeeling in front of Pei Guichen, so she spoke in an increasingly aggrieved tone for Pei Guichen, "I don't know what cousin Abao is thinking. If she really loves you, she shouldn't let this position of concubine humiliate you."

Hearing this, a dark light flashed in Pei Guichen's eyes.

Xiao Jingyue pretended to be heartbroken and cried, and said meaningfully: "Jing'er is also a woman, so she knows what women feel. If a woman truly cares about someone, she will definitely think that her life, body, and heart belong to that person."

On the roof, Abao felt his stomach cramp and he felt nauseous.

Xuanyuan Fengran's face darkened and he looked at Abao meaningfully.

Xie Wuai, on the other hand, looked horrified. He hesitated for a long time before lowering his voice and whispering, "Royal sister! What is Xiao Jingyue talking about in such a weird tone?!"

Meanwhile, inside the house.

Pei Guichen raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Xiao Jingyue's face, and comforted her in a gentle voice: "Jing'er, you don't have to be so sad for me."

"I know Jing'er's worries. But please believe me." The more gently Pei Guichen smiled, the more his gentleness seemed like a false face. "Many years ago, on the Qixi Festival in Jiangnan, I swore to you that I would never let you down in this life. Since then, I have always kept my oath in my heart."

Xiao Jingyue asked sadly, "Why doesn't Brother Guichen wear the Jiayu scent bag that Jing'er gave you anymore?"

Hearing this, Pei Guichen's eyes flashed.

After a moment of silence, Pei Guichen lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "The Pei family has been in decline for several years, but Jing'er has never shown any disdain for me. She has always treated me as if we first met."

As he spoke, Pei Guichen held Xiao Jingyue's hand, and said with deep affection in his eyes: "Jing'er is kind-hearted, and is a good wife for all the good men in the world. If one of us must be worried, it should be me who is worried about you, Jing'er, being taken away by other men."

In the room, Pei Guichen gently took Xiao Jingyue to the bookshelf.

There is a bronze statue of Vajra on the third row of the bookshelf. Pei Guichen took out the Jiayu sachet from the secret compartment on the base of the statue.

He held the Jiayu scent sachet in his palm, cherishing it very much: "If I wear this Jiayu scent sachet given by Jing'er every day, it will soon fade and get damaged. I have kept it carefully, just thinking that one day, I will marry Jing'er and ask Jing'er to wear it for me personally."

At this point, Xiao Jingyue finally burst into laughter.

"Jing'er will know!"

"Brother Guichen entered the East Palace this time for his previous plan."

"First, use cousin Abao as a puppet, use her as the crown prince to enter the power center of Daqi, then slowly undermine cousin Abao's control over the court, and then actually control the imperial power in your hands."

As she spoke, Xiao Jingyue was very proud in her heart, "After that, it was Brother Guichen who took his place."

Pei Guichen remained silent, which was considered as his agreement with Xiao Jingyue's words.

Po looked at him.

The sky gradually warms up and a gentle breeze blows across the roof.

Her face was gloomy, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and her limbs were corroded by the cold.

Inside the room, Pei Guichen had already put the Jiayu sachet away again.

He took Xiao Jingyue to sit in front of the bronze mirror in the room, and holding a wooden comb, he tidied up Xiao Jingyue's messy hair at her temples, and even personally drew eyebrows and touched up Xiao Jingyue's makeup.

Xiao Jingyue felt happy after getting Pei Guichen's assurance.

She had been saying what she had been hiding in her heart since the Liangshan rebellion, "Brother Guichen, that damned King Wu turned the tables. Otherwise, you would have been the one to take the limelight in suppressing the Liangshan rebellion. How could it be the turn of cousin Abao to receive His Majesty's commendation for nothing?"

Speaking of Xuanyuan Wu, Pei Guichen said in a dull tone, "Prince Wu fought for the throne by any means necessary, he was ruthless and merciless, and he fought to the death with other princes."

"but……"

Pei Guichen paused, as if he was struggling with what words to use to describe it.

After a long while, Pei Guichen finally said, "After all, the king's surname is Xuanyuan. How could he tolerate someone like me, Pei, plotting against the Xuanyuan brothers and sisters?"