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

In the early spring of that year, unable to resist Xiao Jingyue's pleading, Xiao Yunzheng went to Jincheng to buy his sister's favorite piece of White Dew and Mu Cloud brocade.

On the fifth day after returning to the mountains, news came that an epidemic had broken out in Jincheng.

Afterwards, Xiao Yunzheng had a high fever that wouldn't go away.

At the worst time, Xiao Yunzheng's face turned pale and sickly, his whole body was twitching, and he was vomiting blood.

The hospital doctor was afraid of death and fled; the medicine stored in Bailu Academy was also used up.

When they were almost at the end of their rope, a businessman passing by Bailu Mountain mentioned that a doctor in the suburbs of Jincheng had developed a very useful medicine.

Only Xiao Jingyue knew the shortcut from Bailu Mountain to Jincheng.

A Bao immediately packed his bags and wanted to take Xiao Jingyue to Jincheng by taking a shortcut.

Originally, Xiao Jingyue didn't want to go.

However, the symptoms of those who fell ill one after another in the academy were very similar to Xiao Yunzheng's.

Xiao Jingyue was afraid of being infected, so she thought it would be better to leave first, and then find a way to return to the Jiangnan Palace after she was on the road.

However, Abao noticed Xiao Jingyue's intention.

He simply locked her and Xiao Jingyue's wrists together with an iron chain.

Xiao Jingyue had no choice but to take Abao through a shortcut to Jincheng.

A Bao found the doctor that Shang Lu mentioned, and asked for several prepared medicines, as well as another prescription written by the doctor that was suspected to be targeted at Xiao Yunzheng's symptoms.

However, halfway back to Bailu Mountain.

It was early spring, the ice and snow had melted, and there were frequent rains in the mountains and forests, resulting in frequent flash floods.

In order to avoid the sudden mountain flood, Abao and Xiao Jingyue hid in a dilapidated temple.

A Bao and Xiao Jingyue took refuge in a dilapidated temple.

In that dilapidated temple there lived a sick and injured homeless boy, his clothes ragged and his face covered in dust.

Xiao Jingyue felt that the homeless boy would not live long.

But Po insisted on saving him.

With only three days' worth of food left, Abao cooked some rice porridge for the homeless boy. Although it tasted strange, it was cooked a little longer and became soft and edible.

A Bao was busy trying to find the way back to Bailu Mountain, so he asked Xiao Jingyue to feed the homeless boy some porridge.

Xiao Jingyue was too lazy to feed him, so she just put the porridge next to the homeless boy and left it at that.

It was Abao who came back and saw that the porridge was cold and the homeless boy was breathing weakly.

A Bao heated up the porridge and fed him again.

However, when the epidemic broke out, groups of bandits robbing and killing people appeared in the mountains.

A few days later, having just escaped a mountain torrent, Abao and Xiao Jingyue encountered vicious bandits again.

In order to escape, Xiao Jingyue deliberately tripped Abao.

In order to survive, Abao had no choice but to fight the bandits at the risk of his life.

Xiao Jingyue escaped.

When she thought of this, Xiao Jingyue hated Abao even more.

Every time, no matter who it is, Abao always looks like he is willing to help if he can.

Pretending to be so kind is really disgusting.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jingyue raised her eyes and looked at Pei Guichen with grievance.

She thought, you can't blame her for lying to him.

It was Pei Guichen who recognized the wrong person.

That year, at the Jiangnan Poetry Festival, he took the initiative to come forward and said that she was his savior.

She also mentioned that she fed him porridge and took care of him in the dilapidated temple.

Who could have thought that two years ago, the skinny, dirty, dishevelled, homeless boy who looked like a stray dog ​​in a dilapidated temple in the mountains would be the eldest grandson of the Pei family in Huainan.

At that time, the Huainan Pei family had not yet fallen into decline, and could even be said to be at its peak.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity came to her doorstep, so she accepted it with a smile.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jingyue felt justified again.

At this moment, she was leaning softly in Pei Guichen's arms, her eyes like autumn waves, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Jing'er heard that last night, cousin Abao summoned you to sleep with her. You made a fuss in Huaqing Pool all night, and angered Xie Wuai, who rushed into Huaqing Pool with the scouts from Western Xinjiang and made a big fuss..."

Xiao Jingyue's fingertips slid gently across Pei Guichen's waist and then hooked onto his belt.

She was born with a weak and simple appearance, but she had a pair of seductive eyes. When she looked up with affectionate eyes, Pei Guichen's heart was moved.

He is a man, and he and Xiao Jingyue were husband and wife for their entire lives in their previous life.

He knew how good Xiao Jingyue was in bed.

However, when Xiao Jingyue raised her hand to hug his neck, she touched the wound on his throat.

Hiss, the pain made me gasp.

At the same time, Pei Guichen's mind suddenly flashed with the image of A Bao hating him.

After hesitating for a moment, Pei Guichen tightly grasped Xiao Jingyue's hand that was causing trouble on the back of his neck.

"Not the time."

"what?"

Xiao Jingyue's wrist was hurt from being squeezed.

But Pei Guichen's rejection, and the rejection again and again, made her angry.

"Brother Guichen, don't you know? On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, cousin Abao invited Zhao Chuance to the Zhaixing Tower for a banquet. These days, cousin Abao has been staying overnight at the Yunqi Palace."

"There is also Xie Wuai from Jinyi Palace. I heard that he often stays in her inner palace."

"Abao has affairs with so many men."

"Brother Guichen, would you rather have her than Jing'er's innocent body?"

Before she finished her words, Xiao Jingyue felt Pei Guichen holding her right wrist even tighter.

She felt proud in her heart, knowing that Pei Guichen did care about her after all.

After all, as human beings, we have a desire for exclusivity.

Sure enough, Pei Guichen's eyes were angry and cold.

But Pei Guichen still did nothing.

He lowered his head and stared at the woman in his arms, warning coldly: "Jing'er. This time we are at Jishou Mountain to worship Buddha, and the Imperial Guards are patrolling everywhere. Do you understand?"

The pain in her right wrist made Xiao Jingyue feel like her wrist bone was about to break, and she was scared.

"Brother Guichen." She burst into tears, like a pear blossom in the rain, "Jing'er missed you too much, and Jing'er was jealous that cousin Abao could be with you every day."

Hearing this, Pei Guichen raised his hand meaningfully and stroked Xiao Jingyue's cheek.

Xiao Jingyue assured: "Jing'er will be sensible in the future."

Pei Guichen's eyes flashed darkly, but he remained silent.