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

A Bao hugged Xuanyuan Fengran's neck tightly, leaned on his shoulder, and looked at Pei Guichen silently.

Pei Guichen, who was getting farther and farther away from her, stood under the old locust tree in the West Prison.

The young man in white, under the bright moon and fresh breeze, had a terrifyingly cold look in his eyes.

On the way back to the East Palace.

A Bao was worried about Xuanyuan Fengran's hand injury and struggled to get down.

Xuanyuan Fengran has never been able to get the better of Abao.

He let her go from his arms, and she immediately grabbed his left hand to check the injury.

Sure enough, blood began to seep out of his fresh knife wound.

Deep red, blinding.

If he didn't hug her, his hand injury would not bleed anymore.

Po pretended to be angry, "Remember what you promised me? Take care of yourself!"

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and pinched the face of her uncle Feng Ran.

The man in black robe immediately admitted his fault and asked, "How do you want to punish me, Madam?"

Hearing this, Abao held the black-robed man's face with both hands instead.

She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling.

As he looked at her smiling face, his heart felt as if it was sprinkled with icing sugar.

Then, a light kiss was placed on his lips.

Like a dragonfly touching the water, she stepped back and looked at him with red cheeks, "Do you want to continue?"

Xuanyuan Fengran suddenly put his arm around Abao's waist and pulled her towards him. He looked at her soft lips, his eyes gradually becoming meaningful.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Po suddenly slipped out of his control.

She smiled and spread her hands playfully, "I've made up my mind! I'll punish you by not letting you get on the bed for two days."

After saying that, A Bao tilted his head and blinked at Xuanyuan Fengran.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Fengran's deep eyes were gentle and doting, and he couldn't help but smile.

Well, the punishment was indeed severe.

"Can I still hold Madam's hand?"

Xuanyuan Fengran stood where he was and deliberately stretched out his injured left hand.

A Bao smiled and threw himself into Xuanyuan Fengran's arms, clasping his right fingers tightly.

"Of course."

Between the red walls and green tiles, summer flowers are in full bloom, embellishing the palace walls.

Only at this time of year, with the warm breeze blowing, can Po stop feeling that this palace is cold-blooded.

But now, he and Xuanyuan Fengran are holding hands tightly.

But she felt that even if this palace was a cold-blooded monster.

She is not afraid either.

At the same time, inside the Xuanshi Hall.

Gu Qijue was reporting the accident to the old emperor.

"Li Si, the nephew of Concubine Jia, instructed Governor Lin to assassinate Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Standing in front of the palace window, the old emperor looked thoughtfully at the May summer scenery outside the Xuanshi Hall.

The warm sun pours down and the flowers bloom like fire.

But the old emperor's face looked sick and haggard.

After a long period of silence——

The old emperor asked Gu Qijue in a vicissitudes of life voice, "Am I a good emperor?"

The black dragon hovering above the beams of the Xuanshi Palace cast its huge and majestic shadow over Gu Qijue.

After a long silence, Gu Qijue replied solemnly: "Your Majesty is a wise ruler."

Hearing this, the old emperor finally turned around and looked at Gu Qijue, his eyes full of vicissitudes and meaning: "When I ascended the throne, I vowed to bring prosperity to the world and peace to the people."

"But I seem to have failed."

Governor Lin's corruption case shocked the government and the public, and also caused the old emperor to lose sleep.

As he spoke, the old emperor looked towards the throne in the hall again.

This time, Gu Qijue reported to him that Abao had been stabbed, and he knew what Gu Qijue was up to.

Thinking of this, the old emperor slowly walked towards the throne.

"Gu Aiqing."

Standing beside the throne, the old emperor stroked the dragon head of the throne with his hands that were swollen and purple due to medication. After holding back for a long time, he still coughed heavily twice.

"Unlike her five brothers, Abao has never been taught the ways of an emperor since she was young. When I appointed Abao as the crown prince of the Eastern Palace, I was worried about whether she could maintain her throne."

The old emperor glanced at His Highness Gu Qijue with his imperial majesty.

"If you can't even deal with a concubine."

"Abao, it's better for her not to sit on the throne of the Eastern Palace."

Under the imperial throne, in the Xuanshi Hall.

Originally, Gu Qijue was certain that the old emperor had no real intention of changing the crown prince.

Otherwise, the censors in the Censorate would die on the same day.

Why would the old emperor order him to threaten the old censor Sun?

But at this moment, when he looked at the old emperor again, the emperor's heart was as deep as the abyss, and he became more and more puzzled.

Did the old emperor mean to continue to let the princess and Li Jiafei fight? Whoever wins will get the throne of the Eastern Palace?