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

After three rounds of drinks, the banquet was at its most lively.

A cup of spring wine is as sweet as honey.

It is mellow and mild, with delicate fruity aroma and long aftertaste.

One cup after another, Abao accidentally drank too much.

Although it tasted sweet, Chunfu was wine after all. Abao was drunk and even in a trance.

She was not used to getting drunk outside, so she planned to say goodbye quickly and return to the East Palace.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she stood up, she was so dazed that she was unsteady.

It was Xiao Yunzheng who was quick to act and grabbed her waist.

Seeing this, Concubine Wen went with the flow and directly ordered Xiao Yunzheng to send Abao back to Yunqi Palace.

Abao was floating when she walked, so Xiao Yunzheng simply picked her up sideways and left with Abao in his arms in front of everyone.

Behind him, the four elders looked pleased.

But on the way back to Yunqi Temple, Abao was very restless.

She still remembered that the way home was to turn right, but the person holding her turned left.

"Wrong go."

"Yes."

“…Is that correct?”

A Bao's mind suddenly became a mess. He simply gave up thinking and leaned on the young man's shoulder, yawning and feeling confused.

After entering the Yunqi Hall, the female official in charge quickly brought a basin of hot water and a cotton towel.

Xiao Yunzheng wrung out a wet cotton towel and wiped Abao's hands and face as he lay on the couch.

Ah Bao was yawning while hugging the cushion, but when Xiao Yunzheng approached, she suddenly laughed foolishly, "Who are you? You look like Xiao Yunzheng~"

Xiao Yunzheng Benzheng: "..."

A Bao raised his hand and poked Xiao Yunzheng's face, saying in surprise: "Wow, it's true."

Xiao Yunzheng's cold eyes suddenly showed a helpless smile.

"it is true."

Before he could finish his words, Po suddenly came in front of him.

She was so close that he could almost touch the tip of her nose, and could even clearly see his own reflection in her clear eyes.

"I actually dreamed about you?" A Bao was full of doubts, "I am crazy~"

At this moment, Xiao Yunzheng, who was clearly very sober, had his heart beating wildly.

He was silent.

The little girl in front of him came closer and stared at his eyes curiously. After a while, she said happily: "Xiao Yunzheng, your eyes are so beautiful."

There was a pause, when Xiao Yunzheng was stunned with shock.

A-Bao, who was drunk, praised sincerely, "It looks like the moon."

"No, that's not right. It's the moon."

Ah Bao held Xiao Yunzheng's face with both hands and said cheerfully: "The moon is so beautiful tonight. I want to hide it."

Xiao Yunzheng quietly clenched his fists, his throat rolling silently.

But Po was completely unaware.

A drunk person may be delighted and praise at one moment, and forget about the words the next.

The drunk Abao felt a little hot and she just wanted to enjoy some cool breeze.

So she turned around and looked around the hall, and finally she found a good place.

A Bao finally stopped lingering on the cushion. He raised his hand to point to the west window of the palace, then looked up at Xiao Yunzheng and blinked.

Po said softly, "I want to sit on that window~"

Xiao Yunzheng's breathing stagnated, and he said solemnly, "Okay."

As he spoke, he first taught Abao to put her arms around his neck, then he put his arms around Abao's waist and used both arms to lift her up horizontally.

Xiao Yunzheng walked very steadily.

A Bao leaned drunkenly on Xiao Yunzheng's shoulder until he was held by him and sat on the edge of the palace window.

There are red nan trees planted outside the Yunqi Hall. The lush branches that cover the sky are rustling in the evening breeze, and the wavy red nan trees are like a fire in the night.

Burning like a sea of ​​fire.

Po, who was so engrossed in watching, stretched out his hand.

She wanted to pick the red nan flower among the branches, but she forgot that the window of the palace was very high.

A panicked exclamation.

Xiao Yunzheng held A Bao's waist, and before she fell, she subconsciously grabbed Xiao Yunzheng's wrist, but suddenly heard him groan in pain.

"Your wrist is injured."

A Bao was drunk and couldn't remember why Xiao Yunzheng had the injury on his left wrist.

She was silent for a moment, then looked left and right, and murmured anxiously, "Where's the medicine box? This wound needs to be re-bandaged."

Seeing this, Xiao Yunzheng knew that Abao was very drunk.

His eyes dimmed slightly, and he silently raised his hand to touch Abao's cheek, saying in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't hurt."

"Does it hurt?"

After a pause, A Bao asked blankly, "Really?"

Xiao Yunzheng smiled faintly and said in a hoarse voice, "Really. It doesn't hurt."

"Okay. It doesn't hurt."

Drunk Po is actually very easy to fool.