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

As the saying goes, three girls make a play.

But Xie Wuai was horrified to find that no one had told him that men's drama was more exciting and terrifying.

Since he was a child, Xie Wuai had been entering and leaving the royal palace as if it were his own home.

Also, because Princess Huimin was on good terms with Empress Wen, Xie Wuai had heard a lot about the inner struggles and verbal battles that took place within the palace.

However, this was the first time I saw it with my own eyes.

Xie Wuai silently scratched the edge of the scripture, thinking depressedly: The affairs of the Eastern Palace are usually managed by Xuanyuan Fengran! He is just the nominal master of the Eastern Palace! !

Why throw him into this group of men?

He can't settle it!!

At this moment, Xie Wuai was wailing in his heart: I am still a child! Sister, help me! !

A Bao didn't hear Xie Wuai's call for help.

She stared at Pei Guichen, only to see him staying out of the matter, quietly copying scriptures by himself, as if he was oblivious to what was happening outside.

But she remembered Hongxiu's daily reports.

Ever since Pei Guichen returned to the palace from the Xipin Camp, he just read books and practiced calligraphy every day and rarely went out.

For some reason, Abao always felt that he was as quiet as a homeless ghost, floating in this towering palace, but spying on all the secrets of the palace.

As if sensing something, Pei Guichen raised his eyes and looked towards the shade of the tree.

Abao hid behind the old tree swiftly.

The thick trunk of the old tree completely obscured her figure. Pei Guichen looked at the old tree thoughtfully for a long time. Suddenly, a complex smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

The next moment, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and continued to copy the Buddhist scriptures carefully.

A Bao leaned against the trunk of the old tree, thinking silently: Who taught Lin Rongjin to say this?

Taking a deep breath and calming himself, A Bao thought, it doesn’t matter who it is.

Her plan was slowly turning into shackles and fetters, trapping these ambitious criminals bit by bit.

Just waiting for the day when we can catch them all.

Thinking of this, A Bao sent Lu Lang to convey her oral instructions, ordering Xie Wuai to meet her in the inner hall.

"Your Highness, what is this?"

"My brother Xie can't bear to see this scene. I have to get him out quickly."

Upon hearing this, Lu Lang suddenly realized, smiled and left.

He glanced at the people in the Buddhist hall again.

After Xie Wuai stood up, A Bao turned around thoughtfully and walked to the distant corridor. When Xie Wuai came over, the brother and sister returned to the inner hall together.

That night, Abao entered the Yunqi Palace again according to Concubine Wen's instructions.

Palace lanterns lit up one by one, and the candlelight flickered.

Xiao Yunzheng was wearing a brocade cloak. He looked up at her when he heard the voice, holding a military book in his hand.

A Bao didn't know what to say, and Xiao Yunzheng was also speechless for a moment.

So, A Bao withdrew his gaze and looked at the newly decorated Yunqi Hall.

The brocade curtain embroidered with ink-colored auspicious cloud patterns swayed gently in the wind.

There was a round-bellied white-glazed porcelain vase on the tea table. The red nan trees that she had asked Lu Lang to pick were now in full bloom in the vase, making Xiao Yunzheng's sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes look even more handsome.

Among them, the most important soft couch is also quietly placed next to the window.

A Bao squeezed the jade button in his hand, seeming to be thinking about something.

The King and Queen of Jiangnan were staying in the imperial capital for a month, so she had to stay in Yunqi Palace for the entire month.

Because of this incident, my uncle Feng Ran’s face has turned dark.

If she and Xiao Yunzheng fell asleep again with the cloak between them, who knows how many unexpected things would happen when Xuanyuan Fengran returned from his half-month long journey.

This morning, I moved these objects into Yunqi Hall in the name of rewards, hoping that they will be useful.

At this time, A Bao's thoughts were interrupted by the female official in charge.

The head female official held the food box and broke the silence, "Your Highness, this is the almond lotus soup that Xiao Cejun ordered the kitchen to prepare early in the morning. Please try it!"

Hearing this, A Bao looked at Xiao Yunzheng silently.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Xiao Yunzheng withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the military book in his hand.

And Abao was silent for a long time before he said, "Put it down."

The female official in charge felt that Abao did not look happy, but she did not dare to meddle in other people's affairs. After putting down the almond lotus soup, she hurried out of the hall and closed the door tightly.

On this beautiful moonlit night, there was no one else in the palace.

Abao walked to the tea table and stared at the small fish swimming leisurely in the small water tank.

After a long silence, she asked, "Do you know I'll come tonight?"

"One month, isn't it?" Xiao Yunzheng asked back.

A Bao remained silent, while Xiao Yunzheng looked up at her without saying a word.

There was only a tea table between the two of them, and the air of confrontation was filled with dead silence.

After a long time——

"Today, His Highness is outside the Buddhist temple."

Xiao Yunzheng said with a firm tone.

A Bao's fingertips slowly slid across the edge of the white porcelain bowl and touched the warmth of the almond lotus soup.

She chuckled thoughtfully and asked, "So?"

"If one day, His Majesty and Empress Wen force you and me to have a child, will Your Highness compromise like this now?"

Upon hearing this, A Bao looked down at Xiao Yunzheng quietly.

He sat beside the tea table, the darkness in his eyes slowly sinking.

There was another moment of dead silence.

A Bao said: "No."

Just two words, but they tore open Xiao Yunzheng's soul.

Xiao Yunzheng, covered in blood, had a fake smile on his face.

"Good...very good..."