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

The summer flowers are like burning fire, and the orioles and sparrows are chirping in the shade of the trees.

In contrast, Abao, who was holding hands with Xuanyuan Fengran, seemed particularly quiet.

His palms were broad and warm.

When their fingers were intertwined, her hand was completely wrapped by him.

The two of them strolled leisurely along the green vine-covered corridor of the farm. Before their eyes were fruit-laden trees, crystal clear white pears, juicy purple mulberries, and golden loquats.

The breeze blowing on your face brings a rich fruity aroma.

Under the swaying tree, Abao paused in silence and murmured, "Uncle."

Xuanyuan Fengran looked down at her and asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

After a long silence, A Bao looked up at him and hugged the man in black robe tightly.

"The country and the emperor's uncle must be mine."

Hearing his little girl muttering an oath, there was a moment of silence, and Xuanyuan Fengran could only laugh helplessly.

"Are you so arrogant?"

"Yes. This princess just wants to be arrogant."

Taking advantage of the situation, Po stood on tiptoes and kissed him gently on the lips.

"It's all mine!"

I am here.

I'm right by your side.

You will never be left alone again.

After a moment of surprise, Xuanyuan Fengran grabbed the back of Abao's head and gave him a deep kiss.

Po closed his eyes. In the dark world, he became more aware of everything around him, the warm breeze from the summer sun, the sweet fruity scent in the forest, and...

Xuanyuan Fengran’s heavy breathing.

The touch of his lips.

It was a light kiss at first.

Then the kiss was slow and gentle.

The summer breeze blows through the lotus leaves in the pond, the waves ripple, and fish swim in the water.

After the kiss, Xuanyuan Fengran put his forehead against Abao's forehead and chuckled silently.

He looked down at her, his eyes full of affection and tenderness.

Ah Bao felt sad and ashamed.

Why didn't she fall in love with him at the beginning in her previous life?

If the person she loved from the beginning was him.

The country changed hands, the Xuanyuan clan was destroyed, and hundreds of years of Daqi were ruined in her hands.

None of this will happen.

Xuanyuan Fengran keenly noticed the inexplicable depression and regret of the person in his arms.

He couldn't help but worry: "What are you thinking about?"

Taking a deep breath, A Bao pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "I'm thinking about dinner."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Fengran knew that she didn't want to say more.

Letting things take their course, Xuanyuan Fengran smoothed Abao's messy black hair and chuckled softly.

"So, has Madam thought of it?"

"Yeah. It's hot in the summer, so let's prepare something cool and refreshing."

Half an hour later.

Jing'er woke up from his nap and couldn't find his sister Tangyuan anywhere.

Zhang Lanheng asked Jing'er to study with the teacher first, while he went out to look for someone himself.

Go all the way forward, under the oldest pear tree on the farm.

Piled with freshly picked white pears, loquats and papayas.

And the person Zhang Lanheng was looking for was found.

A Bao was nestled in Xuanyuan Fengran's arms, sleeping soundly.

The weather was fine and the breeze under the shade of the trees was cool.

The tassels on Abao's temples were blown by the wind, making a light sound like water hitting jade.

Xuanyuan Fengran treated Abao as a treasure, holding her in his arms carefully while she slept, not daring to move, willing her to be his pillow during her nap.

In the silence, there seemed to be some awareness.

Xuanyuan Fengran raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Lanheng who came over.

Zhang Lanheng had a calm expression and bowed as a silent greeting.

In fact, he had met Xuanyuan Fengran after the scandal at Jinghu Cottage.

Xuanyuan Fengran asked, "Do you like her?"

He also bowed and responded calmly, "The princess is so noble, I dare not marry her."

At that time, Xuanyuan Fengran seemed to see another person through him.

King Fengran, who had made great military achievements and intimidated the sixteen tribes of the northern barbarians, looked dazed.

However, after a while, he saw that Xuanyuan Fengran had returned to his cold expression.

"You are a noble princess, you really shouldn't have these delusions."

Pulling away from the memories, I look at this scene under the pear tree again.

Zhang Lanheng actually understood long ago that Xuanyuan Fengran's words back then were also directed at him.

But he didn't expect that Xuanyuan Fengran, who once said "one shouldn't have delusions", would ignore the taboos after so many years, and was willing to restrain his power, be bound by delusions, and surrender to the princess.