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

Sure enough.

What she guessed at the beginning was all true.

Pei Guichen in this life was also reborn like her.

At this moment, facing the man in front of her, Pei Guichen was the one who buried her alive with his own hands, slaughtered all her clansmen, and even personally ordered that Xuanyuan Fengran's flesh be fed to dogs and her bones be sunk into the river.

A Bao felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and was filled with horror.

After a long period of silence, Po slowly opened his eyes.

After experiencing the scene of Pei Guichen's death and rebirth, it was actually just a moment for A Bao now. She was still kneeling in front of the Buddha.

The air is filled with fragrant mist and the sound of Zen is long and lingering, and the Buddha is still picking up flowers and smiling.

The sandalwood beams in the palace are majestic, and the golden embroidered prayer flags flutter in the wind.

In the center of the hall, the fresh flower presented on the sandalwood incense table is bright and delicate.

A Bao, kneeling in the center of the palace, silently closed the jade book of Buddhist scriptures in his hand, which he had read to the last page, then put his hands together, raised his eyes and stared at the golden Buddha statue several meters tall.

"Buddha said cause and effect."

A Bao looked at the golden Buddha statue that was several meters tall and asked Abbot Xuanhua.

"May I ask, Master Abbot, is there really cause and effect in this world?"

"Your Highness, do you believe in karma?"

Abbot Xuanhua had a solemn look on his face, gently twisting his Buddhist beads and asked back.

A Bao stared at the golden Buddha statue in silence for a long time.

Until suddenly a strong wind blew up, making the windows of the palace rattle.

A Bao smiled calmly and said word by word: "My Lady, believe me, success depends on human effort."

After saying this, Abao, who was kneeling on the mat, stood up calmly.

But when passing by Pei Guichen, he lowered his head and glanced at him.

The hall was filled with bright lights, the sound of wooden fish, the lingering sounds of Zen, and the lingering fragrance.

Pei Guichen knelt in front of the Buddha, extremely pious.

In this important Buddhist place, Pei Guichen was unaware of the situation. He had her life and the lives of her entire Xuanyuan family in his hands. Was he afraid? Or was he not afraid?

With a sneer in his heart, A Bao stepped out of the palace.

Looking around, she saw that the golden glow in the sky had disappeared without a trace.

At this time, the sky was dark and it was obvious that there would be a violent storm.

"It is going to rain."

Under the eaves of the palace, A Bao paused and muttered.

As soon as she finished speaking, a damp and cold wind blew in her face, blowing her black hair.

The eunuch asked cautiously, "Princess, why don't you stay in the temple tonight? It's going to rain, and the forest path is slippery. It may be dangerous if you force your way down the mountain."

The hundreds of miles of Jishou Mountain are also considered royal gardens. A Bao had other plans, so he agreed and followed Abbot Xuanhua to the temple's dormitory to rest.

At this moment, Pei Guichen suddenly raised his eyes, turned around and looked solemnly at A Bao's leaving back.

He clenched his fists silently, as if thinking about something.

The dormitories at Zhenguo Temple are quiet and the vegetarian meals are delicious.

After dinner, A Bao picked up his pen to write a letter to Xuanyuan Fengran who was away on a long journey.

The letter only talked about trivial daily matters.

Uncle, reading your letter is like meeting you in person. Although the letter is short, my feelings are deep.

For the vegetarian dinner just now, the old chef in the temple was able to use tofu to make it taste like braised pork, and even used cucumbers instead of pickled duck. The bowl of fake pigeon soup was not bad either.

I have asked the old chef for advice. I will go back to the palace to study it and show my skills to the emperor's uncle!

The mountain scenery of Zhenguo Temple is very nice.

It’s a pity that my uncle couldn’t accompany me to watch the show this time. It’s such a shame.

For this reason, I, your little niece, have specially attached a small painting to satisfy your uncle's cravings~

It’s chilly in spring, please take care of yourself.

Finally, next to the small painting of the scenery of Jishou Mountain, Abao drew a large gold ingot shining brightly and a book with a smiling face on the cover.

Just as Abao finished writing the letter, Xie Wuai came in.

“Why does the Fengran Palace only keep these ferocious beasts and birds!” Xie Wuai was holding a snow sculpture in his hand, with several red marks on the back of his hand. He said in distress: “I am the great young Marquis Xie, but I can’t beat this eagle?! If this gets out, I will have no chance of survival as a little white dragon!”

Before he finished speaking, Xie Wuai was stunned.

The snow sculpture that had fought with him a quarter of an hour ago now flapped its wings and rubbed Po's palm docilely with its furry head.

Xie Wuai: "? Are you still the famous eagle that is known all over the world?"

The snow sculpture tilted its head and glanced at Xie Wuai.

Po chuckled helplessly and gently stroked the snow sculpture's head, "Thank you for the trip."

Watch the snow sculpture flap its wings and fly away reluctantly.

Abao closed the window of the dormitory.

Looking back, although Xie Wuai was still depressed, he had already spoken first.

"Royal sister, let's go."

"Let's go."

A Bao put on the fur-collared cloak and handed the other fur-collared cloak in his hand to Xie Wuai.

"The wind is cold and the rain is cold. Be careful not to catch a cold."