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

Xin Niang was stunned with astonishment.

The heavy rain pounded against the tent, as if it was about to destroy everything at any time.

A Bao's eyes were cold and sharp, and he looked at the dying old Ruxin on the stretcher with disgust.

In fact, she was already used to assassinations.

"There are countless people in this world who want me dead."

A Bao clenched the dagger in his hand and said indifferently: "I don't really care if you assassinate me. In fact, if you kill me in a remote place without harming innocent people, I can even consider giving you a quick death."

"But you chose to disguise yourself as a blind old woman who is good at calculating marriages, attracting so many people, and then ambushing assassins and shooting arrows in secret."

Those who died were so innocent.

Po sneered, looking at the arrogant and complacent old Ruxin.

The scene that Xie Wuai just mentioned appeared in my mind.

Although Xie Wuai led the Western Frontier scouts to evacuate in time and saved most of the tourists, the ambush and assassination at Guiyan Bridge still resulted in casualties.

The blue-shirted scholar and the young lady she met at the beginning.

When the hidden arrows were fired, the scholar in blue held the young lady tightly in his arms.

After the chaos gradually subsided, the young lady was unharmed, but the scholar in blue was hit by several arrows and died tragically in front of the young lady.

A Bao said coldly, "They were just having a spring outing, but you caused them to be separated by life and death."

Old Ruxin stared at Abao with his resentful eyes and smiled sinisterly, "Who made them Daqi people?! All the people in Daqi deserve to die! All deserve to die!!"

"Including you! Grand Prince! You deserve to die too!!"

"What about the villagers of Xipin?" A Bao's eyes gradually turned cold. "You fought side by side with them in the Northern Frontier battlefield. We were brothers who shared life and death together!"

"They are even willing to cut their hands and bleed to save your woman!"

"But you ended up massacring the whole village?"

Old Ruxin panted heavily, smiled with blood between his lips and teeth, "They did it voluntarily! I didn't force them!!"

"But if they hadn't stood by and watched, my resentful mother wouldn't have died!!"

A Bao looked coldly at the old Lu Xin who was lying on the stretcher, bloody and covered in blood, and who had committed many evil and unforgivable crimes. He suddenly remembered the poisonous weed "Yan Niang" recorded in ancient books.

Born in the holy mountain of the barbarians, those poisoned by it die horribly, with ulcers on their tongues and ruptured intestines and stomachs.

A Bao put away the dagger. She knew that the father and daughter, Lao Lu Xin and Xin Niang, were least afraid of death.

"Our Great Qi is vast and rich in resources. There are also many rare and poisonous herbs. As for the experts in refining medicine, they are countless."

As he spoke, Abao took out the bottle of medicine from his sleeve, and there was only ice in his eyes.

"This medicine is newly made. We will know its efficacy later."

"Just kill me!!"

Xin Niang looked indifferent, even smiling provocatively, "Long live the barbarians, long live the Holy Lord, I am the hero of the Ashile tribe! There, I will receive their eternal tribute!!"

"I won't kill you myself."

A Bao looked down at old Ruxin, whose hands were stained with countless innocent lives, with a cold look.

"The bodies of those people you shot dead near Guiyan Bridge yesterday are now buried in the funeral home. You will bury them after you have convicted them and brought them to justice."

"I will make you kowtow and apologize in front of those people's graves."

"As for death?"

A Bao looked at Xin Niang meaningfully, "Why don't you guess what kind of ending I have arranged for you and your accomplices?"

Without looking at Lao Luxin and Xin Niang anymore, Abao turned around and left the kitchen tent.

At a glance, she saw Xuanyuan Fengran waiting for her with an umbrella.

She walked under the black umbrella, but her eyes were looking at the carriage of Prince Feng Ran's Mansion in the distance, and next to the carriage stood the beautiful woman in brocade dress, Song Yaoxing.

Ah Bao deliberately smiled and said, "I didn't say a word. Why did you call her here?"

"Yao Xing's silver hairpin, the wound on your abdomen."

As soon as he saw this, he understood.

Xuanyuan Fengran was still in shock and extremely frightened, so he decisively admitted, "It's my fault."