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

Abao stayed in bed resting the whole day.

The only thing they said to the public was that the cold had worsened.

Recently, Xie Wuai was busy with the things A Bao instructed him to do and had no time to come to the inner hall. This saved A Bao from having to explain to Xie Wuai's fiery eyes.

As for the gentlemen in the Eastern Palace.

In the past, everyone played the piano, recited poems, served soup, and delivered medicine. But because of Lin Rongjin's death, everyone realized that a storm was coming, and everything seemed especially quiet.

But Pei Guichen still delivered the food box personally.

In the afternoon, at the gate of the East Palace, there was an awe-inspiring atmosphere.

"King Feng Ran, are you trying to stop me?"

"I'm stopping you." Xuanyuan Fengran said directly, sneering: "Get lost."

Facing Pei Guichen, Xuanyuan Fengran was too lazy to waste words.

He drew out the silver sword and held it across his body. The blade, which was sharp and could cut through iron, shone with a frigid light.

Pei Guichen did not retreat a single step and stared straight at Xuanyuan Fengran.

He chuckled, "King Feng Ran stopped me from seeing her, aren't you afraid that she'll find out?"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Fengran smiled coldly, but still said only one word, "Get lost."

During the long and dead silent confrontation, Xuanyuan Fengran and Pei Guichen exchanged glances.

Amid the undercurrent, Pei Guichen looked at the man in front of him, King Tu Fengran, and felt a chill in his heart.

In his previous life, he killed him once; in this life, he killed him again.

so what?

But right now is not the most appropriate time.

Pei Guichen raised his eyelashes and glanced indifferently at the silver sword in Xuanyuan Fengran's hand.

If he forced his way into the palace, his swordsmanship would surely be exposed.

After hesitating for a moment, Pei Guichen looked at the tightly closed palace door behind Xuanyuan Fengran.

The East Palace was very quiet, and there was a faint bitter smell of medicine in the air.

Pei Guichen clenched his fists silently and chuckled indifferently.

It was Abao's illness that gave Xuanyuan Fengran the opportunity to take advantage of.

When Abao recovers from her illness, the first person she wants to see will definitely be me.

Thinking like this, even though he was blocked outside the palace by Xuanyuan Fengran, Pei Guichen could still maintain a gentle smile and pretend to be curious, "King Fengran, what qualifications do you have to approach her?"

"An executioner with blood on his hands, a remnant of the Beiliang Qin clan, and an uncle who was in the same imperial jade disc as her."

"By the way, she calls you Imperial Uncle."

Pei Guichen smiled slightly, and suddenly realized: "King Feng Ran, how does it feel to betray your morality?"

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Fengran gripped the hilt of the sword tightly.

The silver sword sensed the cruel anger of its master and began to vibrate and hum.

But Xuanyuan Fengran remembered the serious words that A Bao said when he pinched his nose.

If he gave the old emperor any more blame.

She wouldn't let him get into her bed again.

Thinking of such serious consequences, Xuanyuan Fengran forced himself to suppress his anger.

He raised his left hand, and the black ring on his left ring finger glowed.

Xuanyuan Fengran sneered, "Do you know what this is?"

Pei Guichen certainly knew what this was.

Xuanyuan Fengran laughed in anger and said firmly: "She gave it to you. You don't have it."

These six words angered Pei Guichen.

In his previous life, Xuanyuan Fengran was a poor guy who only dared to watch Abao silently from the side all his life. He even watched Abao marry him without daring to express his feelings.

In this life, Xuanyuan Fengran actually dared to provoke him?

After thinking about it, Pei Guichen sneered in his heart.

It's just a ring, not the golden seal of the empress.

Everything from his previous life had already told him that in this majestic palace, as long as Po loved him, that would be his greatest bargaining chip and the basis for his certainty of victory.

And Po did take Lingxi, and already loved him as much as he did in his previous life.

Thinking of this, Pei Guichen looked at Xuanyuan Fengran with pity.

"King Feng Ran doesn't know yet?" After a pause, Pei Guichen said meaningfully: "King Feng Ran doesn't know about that matter, so let him not know. Ignorance is bliss."

"It's just a death bet. Does King Feng Ran want to place the bet?"

The pity, ridicule and contempt in Pei Guichen's eyes completely angered Xuanyuan Fengran.

But to Pei Guichen's surprise, Xuanyuan Fengran did not lose control.

Xuanyuan Fengran even maintained his smile, but his tone was very sinister: "This king is under the control of his wife. She doesn't allow this king to gamble recklessly."

Under the eaves of the East Palace, Pei Guichen silently clenched his fists.

"If that's the case, then I can't force it."

"I hope Master Pei will not force other things."

Xuanyuan Fengran smiled sinisterly.