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

What to do next?

While Abao was hesitating, the bookshelf in the inner room moved away.

Yuan Chenjing, the little old man, came out leisurely and asked with a smile.

"Is it done? Master Pei?"

Before he finished speaking, a cold silver light flashed.

The tip of the sword in Pei Guichen's hand pressed coolly against the old man's neck.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he asked coldly, "Did you tamper with the medicine?"

"The Yuan family has been loyal to the Pei family for generations. How could I, an old man, be so brave as to betray you, Master Pei?"

As he spoke, the old man Yuan Chenji stared at Pei Guichen.

He looked innocent and said, "How about letting me feel the pulse of Her Royal Highness the Princess first?"

Pei Guichen stared at the old man Yuan Chenji silently.

His eyes were sharper and colder than the cold sword in his hand.

After a moment, Pei Guichen confirmed that the old man was not lying, and finally put away his sword. "If you dare to make any small move, tonight will be your death."

"I dare not, I dare not." Yuan Chenji walked past Pei Guichen and walked towards Abao.

The little old man smiled with his eyes slightly raised, and his smile was extremely strange and gloomy.

A Bao leaned against the soft couch, his limbs still limp and weak, and there was nowhere to escape.

She saw the old man put his right two fingers together and placed them on her right wrist meaningfully, then frowned and fell into deep thought.

Pei Guichen asked coldly: "How?"

Old man Yuan Chenji was even more puzzled: "There is nothing wrong with the princess' pulse."

Pei Guichen gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, looking sternly at A Bao, whose lips were pale and whose forehead was covered with cold sweat. He swung the sword again, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the old man's neck.

Pei Guichen asked sharply: "So?"

"I, an old man, swear on the blood of my Yuan family ancestors that the secret method of raising the spirit rhinoceros that I gave you, Master Pei, is absolutely correct." The old man Yuan Chenji stroked his non-existent beard and said mysteriously: "According to the ancient books of the Yuan family, there are two secret methods for raising the spirit rhinoceros."

"What I taught you, Master Pei, is the kind of love."

"As for the other one."

The old man Yuan Chenji hesitated, as if he was afraid to mention it.

But when he saw the cold and cruel Pei Guichen, he immediately gave in and told the whole story: "It is the kind that cuts off emotions. Once you take the Lingxi nurtured by that secret method, the person who takes it will never fall in love with anyone again in this life."

At this point, the old man Yuan Chenji looked at A Bao and said, "If Her Royal Highness Princess has ever taken the kind of spiritual intuition that breaks love, then Master Pei's spiritual intuition will naturally be ineffective on her."

"But I, an old man, have no way of confirming whether Her Royal Highness the Princess has ever taken Lingxi."

"Because even she herself would not remember that she had taken Lingxi."

A Bao was full of doubts: Could it be that I really took Lingxi?

But, breaking up?

Whose relationship should I break up with?

However, Abao had no time to think about it.

Tonight, Pei Guichen did not hide his madness and cruelty at all.

She was determined that once the Lingxi drug took effect, she would completely forget everything that happened in Huaqing Pool tonight, and only remember one thing for the rest of her life -

She adored him.

Then, Abao had an ominous premonition in his heart.

If Lingxi doesn't work on her, given Pei Guichen's cruelty, how will he treat her?

At this moment, Yuan Chenji, the old man, seemed to be thinking about something. "Old man, I heard before that Her Royal Highness was in poor health. Perhaps, the reason why Her Royal Highness has not responded so far is not because she has taken Lingxi before, but because Her Royal Highness has a special physique and the effect is slow to take effect."

Upon hearing this, Po immediately became cautious and pretended to have just woken up.

She was stunned. "Brother Pei? What happened to me? I feel dizzy and my head hurts."

Pei Guichen's pupils suddenly tightened as if struck by lightning.

"Why am I in Huaqing Pool?" A Bao pretended to be confused and looked around the entire quaint and elegant inner room of Huaqing Pool, and finally set his sights on Pei Guichen holding the sword.

A Bao's eyes were slightly red, and he was sad: "Brother Pei, how did your arm get hurt?"

"And your throat..."

"How did your throat get hurt? That person must have hated you so much to be so cruel! What if you become mute?"

As he spoke, A Bao felt distressed and sad, and raised his hand to touch the bloody bite wound on Pei Guichen's throat.

In this life, Abao, who was not convinced by his telepathy, had never spoken to him like this.

Seeing this, Pei Guichen grabbed A Bao's shoulders in ecstasy.

This was a rare moment when he showed his emotions.

Pei Guichen's chest heaved violently due to his excited breathing, and it was even difficult for him to maintain his usual mask of coolness and self-control.