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

It's not bright yet.

As soon as the door of Yunqi Palace opened, Abao hurried back to the East Palace.

As soon as I entered the inner hall, I saw Xuanyuan Fengran sitting beside the bed.

But after not seeing him for one night, he had some rough, messy stubble on his chin.

Abao felt sorry and walked quickly towards the rosewood bed.

As soon as she got close, Xuanyuan Fengran's big hand held her waist.

He sat on the edge of the bed, raised his eyes, looked at her with complicated eyes, and his hoarse throat seemed to contain hot yellow sand.

"Xiao Yunzheng."

"He is the one you chose?" The father of your children?

A Bao understood what Xuanyuan Fengran said.

This kind of thing is common in this palace.

Since she was the crown prince of the Eastern Palace, leaving behind an heir was her inevitable fate.

But she had already made her decision.

Ah Bao stood by the bed, holding Xuanyuan Fengran's face with both hands, and said solemnly: "I only sleep with the one I love."

As she spoke, A Bao leaned over and pressed her forehead against Xuanyuan Feng Ran's. "Then who is my ideal person? Is it this uncle Feng Ran in front of me?"

"Really?" Xuanyuan Fengran asked in a hoarse and deep voice.

Po nodded seriously: "The black ring is on the hand of my beloved~"

Xuanyuan Fengran, who had been staring at his ring ring the whole night last night, felt his breathing become tight.

After a long silence, Xuanyuan Fengran pretended to be carefree and said: "Actually, it's not that I can't tolerate it. I'm very generous..."

"But I like my uncle being jealous." A Bao pursed his lips and chuckled, interrupting his uncle's words, "Little uncle Feng Ran is especially likable when he is jealous."

"Oh..." Xuanyuan Fengran smiled gently.

But A Bao changed the subject and said aggrievedly, "Uncle, I slept on the table all night and my lumbar spine hurts. Can you help rub it for me?"

Xuanyuan Fengran took the opportunity to show disdain, "Xiao Cejun is so unwilling to even share his bed with you?"

"He wants to share it." A Bao stared at his uncle pitifully: "But that's not my uncle's bed, I won't sleep on it."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Fengran was like a large wild animal whose fur had been smoothed by Abao.

The depths of his eyes became more gentle.

However, Xie Wuai walked around the brocade screen and entered the bedroom. When he saw this scene, his eyes were filled with respect when he looked at Xuanyuan Fengran.

My sister turned over Xiao Yunzheng's card last night. How could this evil spirit not be angry?

"King Feng Ran is truly magnanimous and powerful. I admire him."

Xuanyuan Fengran: “…” His eyes were like knives.

A Bao immediately picked up the cotton tiger at hand and prepared to smash it towards Xie Wuai.

"If you have something to say, just say it!"

"That's right!" Xie Wuai felt a little aggrieved. "Just now when those concubines came to the Jinyi Palace to pay their respects, they said that you, my sister, not only celebrated Xiao Yunzheng's birthday last night, but also prepared a little goldfish for him as a birthday gift!"

Before she finished her words, A Bao felt that Xuanyuan Fengran was massaging her waist with a bit too much force.

The more Xie Wuai thought about it, the more depressed he became. He complained angrily, "Royal sister, you have never given me a goldfish as a birthday gift before."

A Bao felt Xuanyuan Fengran's hand massaging her waist and stopped.

She looked at Xie Wuai again and said helplessly, "What's a little goldfish? I'll dig a pond for you in Jinyi Palace and raise a pond of little goldfish, okay?"

Xie Wuai was finally coaxed into happiness, "Okay!"

When Xie Wuai was in high spirits, he followed Lu Lang to choose where to dig the pond.

Ah Bao turned around quickly and asked guiltily, "Is the Emperor's uncle angry about that birthday gift?"

"A little."

Xuanyuan Fengran was so direct that Abao was choked.

However, Xuanyuan Fengran pinched her face and smiled gently, "Why did my little Abao give Xiao Yunzheng a little goldfish?"

After a long silence, Abao said, "He is always lifeless."

After not seeing each other for several years, Xiao Yunzheng seemed more like a desert with no end in sight.

There was no grass growing and no one was alive in his eyes.

Thinking of this, Po explained seriously: "The little goldfish in the small water tank swimming around may make him feel more alive."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Fengran closed his eyes silently.

Let’s put aside the 245 ways to poison a little goldfish for now.

He raised his hand and slowly stroked the corners of Abao's eyes and eyebrows, and his slender and sharp fingertips moved down along the tip of her nose to her warm lips.

Xuanyuan Fengran's eyes dimmed, and suddenly, he hugged her tightly in his arms.

"You did very well."