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

After all, King Xuan had been in charge of Chu and Yue for many years.

As the whole body was affected by a single move, Xuanyuan Fengran finally restrained his murderous intent.

The Dafulou ships were still under martial law, but the two armies were no longer on the verge of a war.

However, secretly, the owner of Wangcai Inn had already received the secret wax letter.

The order came from the mysterious person behind the scenes of the inn.

In the dark corners where no one knew, the Haizi secret agents in Yuezhou City spread out into the streets and alleys at lightning speed, tracking the whereabouts of the young man in white robe.

King Xuan, who returned to the Palace of Prince Pingyue, also understood this.

The princess was kidnapped in the Chuyue territory, and this matter eventually reached the old emperor's ears.

He will be to blame then, and the only solution will be to find a scapegoat.

This is destined to be a long night.

At three o'clock in the night, the Dafulou ship was in dead silence.

The sleeping Po was dragged back to his previous life by the nightmare.

The day she was buried alive by Pei Guichen.

In Queen Daqi's Ganquan Palace, the night-shining pearls on copper frames shine as bright as flowing silver.

The incense was curling and the silver charcoal in the brazier was crackling.

At the desk, Abao picked up his pen to review memorials.

Pei Guichen suggested, "The imperial mausoleum has been under construction for five years and is finally nearing completion. Abao, don't you want to see the place where we will grow old?"

Hearing this, A Bao smiled and raised his eyes, "Of course I do."

As soon as she finished speaking, Pei Guichen pulled her away from the desk and pressed her in front of the dressing table.

The flying eaves of the gold-plated and silver-inlaid brackets are solemn and magnificent under the shade of lush old trees, while the lotus pond in the woods is gurgling with water and full of vitality.

But the garden, which was originally buzzing with chirping, was now so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Thinking back carefully, this is actually an ominous sign.

However, A Bao, who wanted to find out what was going on, was held down by Pei Guichen again.

"If you move any more, it won't be beautiful."

"Brother Pei is amazing, he must be the best painter!"

Po smiled and looked at their reflections in the bronze mirror.

Pei Guichen, who was as cold as jade, drew her eyebrows with a serious look on his face. "My Abao is really like a fairy in a painting, so beautiful."

"Brother Pei has been acting very strange today." A Bao felt very embarrassed by being praised.

Pei Guichen laughed silently and tickled Abao's nose.

"I really mean it."

Hearing this, an idea suddenly occurred to A Bao, "Brother Pei, let's have another daughter! Our daughter will definitely be pretty, cute, and very smart!"

Pei Guichen did not respond, but just smiled and opened the makeup box.

It was a jade hairpin of simple and elegant shape, which he wore in her bun.

The empress in the bronze mirror has gentle and delicate eyes, and is elegant and graceful.

But the chalcedony of the hairpin was glowing with strands of bright red, as if it were stained with blood.

Although Pei Guichen has a cold appearance, his voice is extremely gentle.

"Does Po like it?"

“I like it!”

Everything is no different from usual.

But in a place that Abao didn't notice, the tenderness in Pei Guichen's eyes gradually faded.

The empress's golden chariot and canopy of ceremonial procession headed towards Jingshan in a grand procession.

After entering the stone path of the imperial mausoleum, Abao lifted the curtain of the car.

In the fifth year of her reign, the old men in the Imperial Observatory chose Jingshan as the site of her mausoleum.

After that, it took five full years to build the imperial mausoleum.

Atop the majestic and rolling mountains stands a majestic sacrificial palace.

The pavilions and towers are magnificent.

The mountains and rivers are picturesque, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, and the wind and energy are gathered.

Passing through the corridor of the imperial mausoleum, A Bao walked towards the underground palace deep in the mausoleum.

The deeper she went underground, the more afraid of the dark she became, and she carefully held Pei Guichen's arm tightly.

To ease the tension, she comforted herself silently.

Fortunately, the next time I come, I will be an unconscious dead person.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought came to her mind, the eternal lamps on both sides of the underground palace that were supposed to be lit after her death suddenly lit up, illuminating the gloom of the mausoleum.

A Bao was slightly startled, and suddenly Pei Guichen grabbed his wrist tightly.

In an instant, the immortal-like cold man in front of her raised a cold arc at the corner of his lips.

"Do it!!"

"? Brother Pei——"

However, before she could finish her words, the Pei family assassins hiding in the dark suddenly attacked her from behind.

A sudden blow from a knife knocked her unconscious.

The scene when Po woke up again was the same as when he was in the black coffin sunk in the sea.

I was in a daze and trembling all over.

The soul-soothing nail in Pei Guichen's hand had a faint, cold and eerie light emitting from its tip.

It penetrated her left shoulder blade, right shoulder blade, left ankle, right ankle, left wrist, right wrist, and larynx little by little.

Warm blood flowed out, quickly dyeing the cold bronze hall red.

Pei Guichen's gentleness was gone, leaving only determination and coldness.

At this moment in his previous life, Po couldn't understand what had gone wrong.

He clearly said that he had always liked her silently since they met in the dilapidated temple when they were young, and he was even willing to risk his life to block the sword for her.

If you love me so deeply, why would it change so easily?

In a bloody mist, A Bao looked at Pei Guichen in pain.

The man who is about to ascend to the supreme throne and rule the world is sure of victory and will enjoy unlimited glory.

Po used up the last of his strength and sneered at himself.

Then she fell into endless darkness.

After a long period of dead silence, suddenly, there was a loud bang like a bolt from the blue!

A Bao woke up in shock from his nightmare.

"Is the sky falling?!"

"It was the prince who blew up the kitchen."

Hongxiu scratched her head and said embarrassedly.