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

At this moment, Xuanyuan Fengran was eager to know the one hundred and eighty-three letters that Abao had written to him in half a year.

What exactly was written?

Xuanyuan Fengran stared at the little girl dressed as a man not far away, his black eyes were cold.

At that time, there were only three people in the entire palace who were able to intercept the princess's secret letter and do the whole thing without anyone knowing.

The old emperor, Concubine Wen, and Empress Xiao of that time.

Who took them? Where are the 183 letters hidden now?

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Fengran silently clenched the silver-black ring on the ring finger of his left hand, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his cold gaze fell directly on the golden-topped black flag of the Taiji Hall in the imperial palace.

At the same time, under the old tree, pear blossoms are falling.

A Bao stood on tiptoe, raised his hand and patted Zhang Lanheng on the shoulder, comforting him: "Zhang Shaoqing, don't act rashly. The matter of Jinghu Cottage is spreading like wildfire. If there is going to be chaos, it is better to make it completely muddy so that no one can get away with it."

After a pause, he saw that Zhang Lanheng seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Ah Bao kindly comforted him again, "I have thought of a way to deal with it, just wait and see."

On this side, Zhang Lanheng was curious about the solution that Abao proposed.

Over there, at the entrance of Chuhe Restaurant, Gu Qijue stood silently with a sword in hand, his arms folded across his chest, looking sinister.

Pei Guichen looked at Zhang Lanheng without saying a word.

He and Zhang Lanheng were both disciples of the great Confucian scholar Han Shengzi.

When the two of them became apprentices, Han Shengzi stroked his beard and said this.

In the great literary world, for the next hundred years, only Zhang Lanheng and Pei Guichen will compete with each other.

Pei Guichen silently clenched the jade handle of the folding fan, his cold eyes dimming.

After the incident at Jinghu Cottage, Zhang Lanheng completely disappeared from the literary world of Daqi.

He thought that Zhang Lanheng would never recover from this.

But he never imagined that when Zhang Lanheng appeared again, he was the new top scholar chosen by the old emperor in the previous year.

Pei Guichen looked not far away and saw A Bao saying goodbye to Zhang Lanheng.

He couldn't help but wonder why Zhang Lanheng, with his talent, had to settle for the position of Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple.

It is estimated that the so-called secret meeting at Jinghu Cottage had always been a thorn in the old emperor's side, and he felt suffocated, so he took the opportunity to demote Zhang Lanheng.

After coming back to his senses, Pei Guichen's eyes dimmed and he looked at A Bao solemnly.

But the little girl walked straight towards Xuanyuan Fengran.

Next to the carriage of the palace, Xuanyuan Fengran couldn't even wait for her to stand in front of him, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

The little girl was stunned at first, but soon raised her hand and patted Xuanyuan Fengran on the back to comfort him.

Afterwards, Pei Guichen even heard the little girl coaxing him in a gentle voice.

"Look, I'm back."

Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Pei Guichen felt blood boiling in his throat.

But he didn't notice that Xiao Jingyue beside him had a very ugly expression on her face.

Xiao Jingyue watched Zhang Lanheng and Abao talking alone for a long time under the pear tree.

Xuanyuan Fengran's hearing ability is only comparable to Pei Guichen.

Xiao Jingyue, of course not.

But she clearly remembered that she and Zhang Lanheng met at the Lantai Night Banquet not long ago.

That night, the full moon shone brightly and the night-blooming cereus bloomed.

The Zhuoyue Pavilion in the Lantai Palace is simple, elegant, quiet and pleasant.

Xiao Jingyue still remembers that after several years, she could finally ask Zhang Lanheng that question.

Why on earth did you agree to meet me back then?

Zhang Lanheng looked down at her with a dull expression, but never uttered a word.

Xiao Jingyue silently clenched her skirt with her right hand.

When he refused to answer, she slapped him in the face.

She used her right hand which was tightly grasping the skirt. In a trance, she seemed to still be able to feel the pain in the palm of her hand when the slap hit Zhang Lanheng's face.

As the horse-drawn carriage from Prince Feng Ran's palace on the other side of the street gradually moved away.

Xiao Jingyue couldn't help but recall the Mirror Lake Cottage of the past.

What Abao said at that time was all true.

It was she who forged Abao's handwriting and wrote a letter to Zhang Lanheng in order to frame Abao.

In order to imitate Abao more closely in the letters, she secretly observed the conversations between Abao and Zhang Lanheng.

He then wrote about the daily interactions between Abao and Zhang Lanheng in the letter, deliberately making Abao's behavior towards Zhang Lanheng appear to be a sign that Abao has someone in his heart.

The night she invited Zhang Lanheng to meet her at Jinghu Cottage, she thought Zhang Lanheng would refuse.

But Zhang Lanheng went to the appointment and fell into the trap she had set.

Before that, she led Abao to Jinghu Cottage.

She also deliberately arranged those scholars who read at night in order to find a bunch of witnesses to the scandal between Abao and Zhang Lanheng.

In the chaos, Abao was misunderstood to have an affair with Zhang Lanheng, who was known as Mr.

Xiao Jingyue knew that Abao suspected that everything was her plan.

Fearing that Concubine Wen would investigate further, she pretended to be unable to bear the humiliation and committed suicide by cutting her wrists.

Finally, Concubine Wen took personal action to settle the matter.

But she got what she wanted.

Mr. Bewitching, Po will bear the stigma of being a playboy for the rest of his life.

Moreover, as long as she was unhappy, she would dig up the secret of Jinghu Cottage and humiliate that bitch Abao again and again.