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

With a slight creaking sound, A Bao closed the door tightly.

Turning back again, she stood in the inner hall, feeling very lonely.

She thought she would be able to see Xuanyuan Fengran once she returned to the East Palace, but at this moment, he was nowhere to be seen.

Abao had endured the pain in his knees all the way, but now he couldn't bear it anymore.

She simply sat down on the ground, rubbing her aching knee, angry that she couldn't keep Xuanyuan Fengran in the palace legitimately and openly.

The more he thought about it, the more suffocated A Bao felt, and he even felt a little aggrieved that he couldn't see Xuanyuan Fengran.

Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice came from behind: "A Bao."

A Bao turned around suddenly and saw Xuanyuan Fengran walking out from the darkness behind the curtain.

Her eyes were slightly hot, and she acted like a spoiled brat when she was little. She stretched out her hand to her uncle Feng Ran and said aggrievedly, "Why did you come just now?"

Xuanyuan Fengran walked up to Abao without saying a word, half-knelt on the ground, and pulled her tightly into his arms.

A Bao leaned on his uncle's shoulder, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

"Uncle, do you think that our behavior is a shame to you?"

Seeing a messy strand of hair falling down on the little girl's temples, Xuanyuan Fengran raised his hand to smooth it out for her, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Marrying me, is this what you really want?"

A Bao lay on Xuanyuan Fengran's shoulder, hugged his neck tightly with both hands, and looked up at him with tears in his eyes with apology.

"Ah."

"If we must have a grand wedding, I only want you, Uncle Feng Ran, to join me in receiving congratulations from all the officials and people."

After he finished speaking, A Bao stared at Xuanyuan Fengran, and saw that his eyes were clear.

He was smiling, his smile was very gentle, and he raised his hand to rub her head, "Being forced is a shame. At this moment, I am willing."

A Bao just felt that his smile made her heart confused, like a spring breeze blowing, causing ripples in her heart.

A dreamless night.

He slept very soundly.

The next day, when Abao woke up, it was already afternoon, and Xuanyuan Fengran had not left yet.

He was standing at the head of the bed, with a silver gauze lamp tied to his neck.

Outside the palace window, flowers dotted the branches, the breeze brought fragrance, and the warm sunlight filtered through the eaves, softening his sharp and hard face.

Seeing that she was awake, he explained, "If you feel it's dark, just remove the silver yarn. The wick is not a candle, but a Ximing Pearl. When night falls, this Ximing Pearl is far better than the candlelight in the hall."

A Bao stood up, leaned against the bed, smiled and stretched out his hands to his uncle.

"give me a hug."

Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his eyes and laughed.

He still tied the silver gauze lamp, then leaned over and held the little girl beside the bed in his arms.

A Bao's long black hair fell on his shoulders. When he raised his hands to hug his uncle's neck, his hair became slightly messy and entangled with the silver-black ring on his ring finger.

Suddenly, A Bao heard Xuanyuan Fengran ask in a hoarse voice, "Were you very sad during those six months?"

She was stunned for a moment, and it took her a while to come back to her senses.

The half year that Xuanyuan Fengran asked about was naturally the time after the incident at Jinghu Cottage.

"I've ignored you for half a year, uncle. Can you give it a try?"

A Bao felt aggrieved and bit the side of his uncle Feng Ran's neck angrily.

And Xuanyuan Fengran suddenly froze.

Ah Bao said angrily, "I clearly explained in the letter that the incident at Mirror Lake Cottage was a misunderstanding, but you, Uncle, made me write letters for half a year!"

Before she could finish her words, Xuanyuan Fengran grabbed A Bao by the back of her neck and hugged her so tightly as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

Xuanyuan Fengran was whispering beside her ear, seeming to be trying hard to restrain and endure something, so much so that his voice was hoarse as if he was shouting out hot blood.

"It's my fault. Never again."

How could he let her wait for half a year? He should have known about the letters earlier.

If he had known earlier, when she wrote him the first letter, he would have rushed back to her as fast as he could.

A Bao didn't know what he was thinking, but he could feel his sadness.

She put her arms around his neck and said with a coquettish smile, "Okay! Then I promise, I will work hard in the future and try not to cause any more incidents like the one at Mirror Lake Cottage."

Xuanyuan Fengran's breathing stagnated, and he asked angrily, "Why try your best? Try your best?"

Who do you want to quarrel with again?

Ah Bao pursed his lips and tried not to laugh. "I'm so nice, who knows if there will be any wild bees and butterflies flocking to me? So, uncle, you have to keep a close eye on me."

The veins on Xuanyuan Fengran's forehead popped.

After finishing breakfast, Abao went straight to Zhaoshi.

The palace maids serving in the inner hall of the East Palace have always been the ones Abao trusts the most.

So she took Xuanyuan Fengran with her without any hesitation.

However, when he entered Zhaoshi, Abao was surprised to find a secret scroll on the desk.

"what is this?"

"Do you remember the bet I made with you?"

"of course I remember."