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

Abao counted the days on his fingers.

In the palace, it was common for concubines to compete for favor.

Just as Concubine Rou was in favor, the former favorite concubine, Concubine Li Jia, suddenly made a comeback.

On the day of praying for flowers, the plate of flower cakes that Abao gave to Concubine Rou stimulated Concubine Li Jia.

Concubine Li Jia always thought that the fact that Concubine Rou won the favor of the old emperor from a mere Johor dancer was a conspiracy by Abao, who arranged the tribute ceremony at that time.

I had already determined that Roupin was a supporter of Abao, so I gave her the flower cake.

When Concubine Rou went to Yilan Palace to congratulate Concubine Li Jia on her restoration to the throne, Concubine Li Jia began to speak in a sarcastic tone, but Concubine Rou also had a hot temper and immediately retorted.

Unfortunately, Concubine Rou overestimated her importance in the old emperor's heart.

Concubine Li Jia, who was honored by her son, pretended to be unwell, and the imperial doctors immediately gathered in the Yilan Palace.

After the old emperor heard Concubine Li Jia's crying, Concubine Rou was punished to kneel in front of the Yilan Palace.

When the concubines in the old emperor's palace saw this, they knew something was wrong.

The prince hasn't even been born yet, but he's already so arrogant and domineering.

If Concubine Li Jia really became the empress dowager because of her son's status, wouldn't these concubines be tortured to death at the hands of this "Empress Dowager Li"?

The old emperor's harem, which had been silent for a long time, became lively again.

All the concubines who are still alive today have worked under Empress Xiao, Concubine Hui, Concubine Shu, and Concubine De. After a new round of palace struggles, the concubines' methods are rich and colorful, and they have repeatedly come up with surprising moves that are amazing.

Abao enjoyed watching the show.

She even wanted to ask the gentlemen in the Eastern Palace to watch carefully.

And in the court, there were also turbulent undercurrents.

There was a rumor that the Sixth Prince was a star sent from heaven.

According to the prediction of the Purple Star, a fetus who is still six months old in the womb is already well-versed, brave and adept at fighting, and has both courage and strategy...

There was turmoil in the former dynasty and the harem.

A Bao held high the old emperor's imperial decree of house arrest and hastily closed the gate of the East Palace. He confidently and unceremoniously rested at home.

By the way, tinker with weapon blueprints.

This is Po's all-time favorite.

In her previous life, even after she ascended the throne and became the emperor, she had always been in personal control of the Armory of Daqi. Many of the offensive and defensive weapons of the Armory were made by her.

Even when Pei Guichen usurped the throne of Daqi and proclaimed himself Emperor Tiansheng, he still forged weapons and armor according to the weapon drawings she left behind.

During the fifty years since she was buried alive, one thing Abao was very thankful for was that the weapon blueprints she left behind were not just those in Pei Guichen's hands.

There were also many weapons, armors, horse gear, and even drawings of farm tools, which she placed in the secret room of the Taiji Hall. In her previous life, even though she had planned to grow old with Pei Guichen, she had never thought of telling Pei Guichen the location of the secret room.

Every time, her soul saw Pei Guichen fail in his search for the secret room.

More than once, she wondered: Is it true that everything is arranged by fate?

She was on guard, but he betrayed her in the end.

"Is this the blueprint for 'Silver Thunder'?"

Xuanyuan Fengran's voice pulled Abao out of his memories of his past life.

Ah Bao looked at the drawing on the far left of the table, which was still painted in a naive style, and nodded, "Yes. It was drawn many years ago. Uncle, please look at the date of the signature."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Fengran looked at him attentively.

After a moment's silence, Xuanyuan Fengran recalled that this was the day when he returned from his third triumphant victory.

Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his eyes and stroked the immature strokes on the drawing.

As if realizing something, he asked expectantly, "So, it is?"

"A gift to congratulate the Emperor's uncle for another victory!"

However, the war broke out again in the northern border.

Xuanyuan Fengran was ordered to lead the army to war.

Unfortunately, when she sneaked out of the palace that day and rushed to the army camp in the suburbs, she could only watch Xuanyuan Fengran lead his troops to march.

In her previous life, she had never given this gift.

After her rebirth, during the New Year's Eve, she originally wanted to return the things to their original owners.

But then another accident happened.

As fate would have it, this silver lightning sleeve arrow was not given to Xuanyuan Fengran until the night of their wedding.

Abao bit the tip of the pen, feeling quite proud.

"The Hidden Arrow 'Silver Thunder' is the first weapon I forged by myself!"

"So! Uncle, you should?"

Seeing his little girl's bright eyes, Xuanyuan Fengran smiled gently and dotingly.

He rubbed her head and praised her, "My little Abao is truly a genius from heaven, proficient in both literature and martial arts, and unparalleled in wisdom and strategy. It is my honor to receive this silver thunderbolt."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Wuai, who looked like a eunuch, suddenly appeared.

"Royal sister! Some bastard fished out all the fish in my pond!!"

A Bao suddenly remembered that Zhao Chuan Ce seemed to have given her a pot of pickled fish.

Xuanyuan Fengran still had a good impression of his brother-in-law Xie Wuai, and kindly reminded: "The fish in Jinyi Palace? Zhang Jingchen caught it. Zhao Chuan Ce cooked it."

After a slight pause, Xuanyuan Fengran added: "The pickled fish tastes pretty good."

Xie Wuai was at a loss: "?"

Ah Bao rubbed his brother Xie's face with both hands, "The fish in your pond are all big, plump fish caught from the Jade Lotus Pond. Don't be sad! My sister will immediately order the palace people to catch more for you from the Jade Lotus Pond. You can have as many as you want!"

"And please ask Zhao Chuan Ce to make another meal of pickled fish. Okay?"

Xie Wuai reluctantly said, "Okay."

After being soothed by his royal sister, Xie Wuai became excited again.

"Let's get down to business! That Liang Qingyu!!"