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

His birthday was a taboo in the Jiangnan Palace.

Since childhood, no one dared to mention it.

However, Abao not only mentioned it, but she also went into the lotus pond in the mountain stream to pull out lotus roots and dug pits to trap rabbits.

I was ambitious and determined to prepare a sumptuous dinner to celebrate my birthday.

Of course, Abao’s cooking skills at that time were hard to describe.

"Cousin Yun Zheng, give it a try."

A Bao also thought of the same thing as Xiao Yunzheng.

That year, she burned the roast rabbit into charcoal and almost burned her skirt.

In the end, it was Xiao Yunzheng who took action to prevent her from starving.

Thinking of this, A Bao felt a little embarrassed. "This imperial chef's cooking should be even more delicious than what my cousin Yun Zheng baked himself back then."

Xiao Yunzheng picked up a piece of food with chopsticks.

The royal chef's cooking skills are certainly better than what he grilled in that mountain stream, and the taste is even better.

But he felt that it was still a little short.

It lacks that one thing that A-Bao has, the sincerity to celebrate his birthday.

They all understood the real reason why he came to Yunqi Palace tonight.

Xiao Yunzheng put down his porcelain chopsticks and looked up at the little girl across the table. He wanted to expose the illusion, but the little girl opened the bottom layer of the food box and took out a square water jar with a sky-blue flower pattern.

There were pennyworts floating in the small water tank, ripples were forming, and a small goldfish was swimming leisurely in it.

Xiao Yunzheng was suddenly stunned.

A Bao carefully held the small water jar with flowers on it and placed it in front of Xiao Yunzheng.

"This is your birthday gift, cousin Yun Zheng."

This trip was indeed forced, but Abao has always been meticulous in his work, even if it was just a casual act. After all, it was a birthday gift, so he still had to be careful in his work.

The pretty little goldfish popped up from the water, blowing bubbles lazily, as if saying hello.

Xiao Yunzheng remained silent, staring at the little goldfish in the small water tank, his hands under the table gradually clenched into fists.

The harder he pushed, the more painful the old wound on his palm became.

His courage to shatter the warm illusion before him disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Yunzheng laughed at himself, was she more desperate because she was under pressure and pretended to celebrate his birthday?

Or is it that she is under pressure and is unwilling to even pretend to celebrate his birthday or prepare a birthday gift for him, which makes her even more desperate?

The little goldfish, who knows nothing, swims leisurely.

Xiao Yunzheng raised his eyes and stared at A Bao across the table without blinking for a long time. Then he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

He stared at A Bao with complicated eyes, "Your Highness, I am grateful for remembering my birthday."

Hearing the sarcasm in the words, A Bao remained silent: "..."

Suddenly, outside the palace, the female official in charge of the Yunqi Palace asked expectantly: "Your Highness, will you stay tonight?"

In this palace, what does the word "stay" mean?

A Bao and Xiao Yunzheng understood each other tacitly.

She stroked the celadon wine glass and glanced casually at Xiao Yunzheng's left wrist.

Why did Xiao Yunzheng and Xiao Jingyue have a big fight?

Will Xiao Yunzheng's left wrist be injured?

After hesitating for a while, to confirm his guess, A Bao took a sip of hot wine and said, "Stay."

Xiao Yunzheng's pupils suddenly tightened, unable to hide his shock.

A Bao stood up with the wine jug in hand, walked through the layers of old sandalwood and bluestone brocade screens, and entered the bedroom.

Unexpectedly, there was a painting hanging on the wall of the bedroom.

The painting shows overlapping mountains and shrouded in clouds and mist.

Others might not be able to recognize it, but Abao knew at a glance that the painting depicted Bailu Mountain in the early morning of autumn.

In the painting, on the mountain path, there is a figure in a frosty tea-colored skirt holding a bamboo umbrella.

A Bao recognized the frosty-tea-colored brocade dress.

Many years ago, the old emperor gave Concubine Wen two rolls of Muyun gauze which were tributed from Shu. Concubine Wen then ordered the embroiderers in the weaving department to make two brocade skirts embroidered with bright moon and star patterns.

She and Xiao Jingyue, each with their own body.

She wore it once, but then it got stained and she never wore it again.

However, Xiao Jingyue wears it two or three times every autumn.

So many people thought that the Frost Tumuyun brocade skirt was only owned by Xiao Jingyue.

A Bao was stunned, and subconsciously thought, Xiao Yunzheng is indeed an unconventional person.

There was actually a portrait of Xiao Jingyue hanging in his own bedroom!

When Xiao Yunzheng saw her staring at the painting, he became visibly nervous, and even immediately stepped forward to take the painting down and rolled it into Ji Nan's painting box.

A Bao just thought he was seen through and felt embarrassed.

So, she retracted her gaze, walked to the window of the bedroom with the wine jug in hand, pushed the window half open, listened to the breeze after the rain, and looked at Xiao Yunzheng lazily.

She said meaningfully, "In two days, the King of Jiangnan and the Princess will arrive in the imperial capital."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yunzheng stared at A Bao. Behind her, the bright light of the full moon hanging high in the sky was pouring down, casting a gentle halo around her.

He remembered a lot.

She spent the Mid-Autumn Festival night with him at Bailu Mountain, she found life-saving herbs for him when he was misdiagnosed with the virus, they went treasure hunting in the wild mountains together, and she was the only one who remembered his birthday...

She hasn't really changed over the years.

But she gave all her kindness to other people.

Then, all that remained between them was guarding, suspicion, and calculation.

Just like the scene before our eyes——

"If that's the case." Xiao Yunzheng tightly grasped the painting box and asked, "Does Your Highness really want me to sleep with you?"

Upon hearing this, A Bao smiled lightly and shook the wine jug in his hand.

After a long while, she did not answer but asked, "Since you have entered this East Palace, isn't it necessary for you to sleep with me, cousin Yun Zheng?"