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

Ah Bao became ruthless and bit into Pei Guichen's flesh with his canine teeth.

The smell of blood wafted into his nose, but Pei Guichen did not retreat. Instead, he held A Bao's waist even tighter.

A Bao bit even harder, and Pei Guichen's blood flowed down the corners of her lips.

But Pei Guichen only laughed hoarsely, "We don't ask to live together, but to die together. This is what husband and wife should do."

Po paused abruptly. This was a threat.

If he died today, he would definitely kill her before he died.

Sure enough, Pei Guichen raised his hand and held her neck, and smiled softly in her ear.

With just a little more force, he could break her neck.

A Bao angrily left Pei Guichen's throat.

The attack failed and she felt dizzy and weak in the legs. Before she fell into the pool again, Pei Guichen grabbed her waist and picked her up sideways.

A Bao thought that she was trapped by Pei Guichen.

Trapped between his fangs and claws, you become his prey.

Pei Guichen held the person in his arms and stepped onto the steps of the hot spring pool. He looked down at her and smiled gently, "Be good. Don't move."

Pei Guichen carried A Bao horizontally and walked towards the inner room of Huaqing Pool.

Both of them were soaked, and in the eyes of all the palace people, they looked ambiguous and charming.

The palace servants could not help but be secretly frightened and quickly began to make calculations.

What the hell does this happen?

Could it be that the favor of the princes in the Eastern Palace is about to change again?

Did Xiao Cejun fall out of favor so quickly?

After entering the inner room of Huaqing Pool, Pei Guichen put A Bao on the soft couch.

"Abao, I have missed you all these years." Pei Guichen looked gentle, but Abao saw the paranoia and madness in his eyes.

He raised his hand to touch her cheek, and said with deep affection: "Do you still remember the Johor tribute? In the myth passed down by word of mouth among the people, Tianluo grew in the deep sea thousands of years ago."

"It is not only a pigment, but also a medicine, a medicine that nourishes the mind."

"Raise the spirit, wait for it to grow, and then take it. No matter who it is, they will fall in love with the person who raises the spirit without hesitation."

Leaning weakly on the couch, A Bao looked at Pei Guichen in shock and anger.

Pei Guichen turned around and walked to the tea table, picked up a knife and cut open his palm.

The bright red, warm blood flowed into the bottom of the white porcelain bowl.

"You loved me very much in your previous life."

"Of course, I don't need to risk my life to raise Lingxi."

"But in this life, perhaps because of my arrival, the direction of this life has changed." While waiting for the blood to fill the white porcelain bowl, Pei Guichen muttered to himself in a hoarse voice: "But it doesn't matter, I will correct the mistake of 'you don't love me'."

"In the fiftieth year after you left me in my previous life, I learned about Lingxi from Yuan Chenji."

Pei Guichen turned around and looked at Abao, smiling meaningfully, "With Lingxi, everything will be back on track."

Abao's face turned pale as he suddenly realized.

When Pei Guichen saw this, he knew that she had figured it out.

"When old Rusin kidnapped me at first, I was really half-hearted."

"Although I did switch the Johor tribute, don't worry, Abao, the envoy didn't see any flaws." Pei Guichen continued to smile gently: "The tribute ceremony is over. Isn't it?"

As he finished speaking, the white porcelain bowl was filled with blood.

A Bao looked at Pei Guichen holding the bowl of blood and slowly walking towards her.

Then, Pei Guichen pinched her chin and forced her to drink a whole bowl of blood.

She felt so nauseous that her stomach churned and she almost vomited.

But she had already lost all strength, and she was just so upset that she cried.

Pei Guichen put down the porcelain bowl and half-knelt in front of A Bao who was lying on the soft couch.

He raised his hand and stroked Abao's cheek with tenderness and love, "Lingxi is planted in my body and feeds on my flesh and blood."

Lingxi's illness came on quickly, and Abao had a fever all over his body, which was getting hotter and hotter.

Gradually, Abao felt as if his whole body was being eaten away by insects and ants.

Will the effect of Lingxi's medicine make her fall in love with Pei Guichen again?

Being buried alive by boiling molten iron and trapped deep in the dark mausoleum without light, compared with the suffering in her previous life, the pain at this moment made her even more desperate.

However, although she was in great pain, she was still conscious.

Pei Guichen changed to a half-kneeling position, kneeling in front of A Bao who was lying on the soft couch. He stretched out his hands and hugged A Bao tightly, who was almost collapsing in pain.

"You and I are destined to be together. In the past life, this life, and the next life, we will be together."

"Go to sleep, my Po.

"Wait until you wake up."

"The spirit will bring you back to me."