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

The palace door was closed, but the candles in the palace were still burning.

Xiao Yunzheng stood silently beside the bed, looking at Abao inside the bed.

The little girl was very well behaved when she was asleep. Her usual sharp tongue was completely suppressed. She was wrapped in a thick silk quilt, looking like a cute glutinous rice ball.

Xiao Yunzheng lifted up another silk quilt, put his hands on his waist and abdomen, and lay down quietly.

As he listened to Abao's gradually gentle breathing as he fell asleep and looked at the hanging silk ribbons from the bed's canopy, he slowly remembered Abao's words.

I do have someone in my heart.

He is the nicest person in the world.

He has been following me.

Xiao Yunzheng couldn't help but glance sideways at A Bao, who was separated from him by a cloak.

It turns out that if you want to be the person in her heart, you just need to treat her wholeheartedly.

Realizing this, looking at the little girl who was already fast asleep beside him, Xiao Yunzheng couldn't help but recall the scene this morning by the bamboo forest and the stream, when A Bao smiled with tears in his eyes when he mentioned Xuanyuan Fengran.

The corners of his lips curled up in a self-deprecating arc.

The peace jade buckle hanging on Xuanyuan Fengran's waist.

When Zhang Lanheng saw it, his face changed.

But, isn't he the same?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yunzheng's already lonely and gloomy eyes were tinged with despair.

He didn't dare to look at the little girl beside him again. He withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes silently and pretended to sleep.

However, gradually, I began to feel sleepy.

He had always had trouble falling asleep since he was a teenager, but tonight with her beside him, he slept very soundly.

It was a dreamless night, as if I was trapped in a soft and sleepy cloud.

But when I woke up, the other half of the bed was already empty.

Xiao Yunzheng was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but touch the half-empty bed, but he only felt a cold touch.

However, when he pushed open the palace door, a group of palace servants were waiting under the eaves.

Xiao Yunzheng looked at the cushions, pillows, porcelain vases, flower cups, and even a whole set of purple clay tea sets and a jade incense burner in the hands of the palace servants with complicated eyes...

There was no need for Xiao Yunzheng to ask, the female official in charge had already congratulated him with a smile.

"Your Highness treats Lord Xiao very well. When Her Highness the Princess left this morning, she even specifically instructed the Internal Affairs Department to send these wonderful rewards."

Xiao Yunzheng couldn't guess what Abao was trying to do.

But he looked at the palace maid silently, and found that——

These palace servants looked at him as if they were looking at the favored concubines in the old emperor's harem.

With cold and dark eyes, Xiao Yunzheng turned around silently.

When the female official in charge saw this, she thought that Mr. Xiao was a man of few words and acquiesced.

"Come! Hurry up and move the things into the hall and put them in place!"

The female official in charge raised her hand and called to the palace servants. Soon, people came and went in Yunqi Hall, and exquisite objects were brought in like a stream.

In the palace, news always moves with the wind.

The fact that A Bao stayed in Yunqi Palace every night and lavishly rewarded Xiao Yunzheng soon caused a splash in the East Palace, leading to undercurrents and various forces becoming restless.

As luck would have it, recently the Lord of the East Palace took the Concubine to copy Buddhist scriptures together.

This custom began with Empress Wenying hundreds of years ago.

Empress Wenying was keen on worshiping Buddha, so the concubines in her harem followed suit.

The most widely circulated Buddhist scriptures in the territory of Daqi today were written by a concubine of Empress Wenying. Over the past few hundred years, the original volumes of those Buddhist scriptures have been inlaid with gold and jade and displayed in the main hall of Zhenguo Temple.

It was a bright spring day, and the East Palace Buddhist Hall was quietly hidden among the peach blossom trees.

The windows of the Buddhist hall reflect the tender green under the eaves, the winding paths lead to secluded places, and the Zen sounds are pleasant to the ears.

In front of the compassionate-looking Buddha, the candles and incense offered slowly linger in the air.

Pei Guichen sat behind the desk, spread out the white paper, lowered his eyes and picked up the pen, with thick ink spreading from the tip of the pen.

But Xiao Yunzheng left the white paper and the wolf-hair brush alone, stood up and walked to the Buddhist shrine, picked up the candle wick with a silver scissors, and the originally dim candle flame suddenly became bright.

The candlelight reflected Xiao Yunzheng's face, which was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry, but his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes were as cold as ice.

At this moment, Lin Rongjin suddenly laughed.

He looked at Xiao Yunzheng mockingly, "The friendship between Lord Xiao and Her Royal Highness the Princess since childhood is indeed different. We really can't compare to them."