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

Outside the boat window, the sky was dim.

The kitchen on the second floor of the ship was in a mess and sparks were flying everywhere.

He just wanted to make the medicine for Abao. For a moment, Xuanyuan Fengran was at a loss.

At this moment, his back was gently poked.

Xuanyuan Fengran turned around and saw his little girl pursing her lips and trying not to smile.

"The emperor's uncle is awesome!"

The dignified King Tu Fengran actually pinched his temple in embarrassment.

"Why did you come out? Why don't you rest for a while?"

"I had a nightmare, so I wanted to see my uncle as soon as I woke up."

After he finished speaking, A Bao saw that Uncle Feng Ran, who didn't know how to cook, had his face covered with charcoal ash.

"Don't move."

Abao stood on tiptoe, raised his hand and wiped his dirty face with the corner of his sleeve.

Xuanyuan Fengran looked down at Abao with his dark eyes fixed on him.

His little girl looked very serious. He could feel her gentle strength and the warmth of her fingertips, the real warmth of a human being.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Fengran grabbed Abao's hand.

"Uncle?" A Bao was stunned.

Xuanyuan Fengran seemed to want to say something but stopped himself, and finally fell into silence for a while.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Fengran loosened his hand, took off his outer robe and held Abao.

"You should get more rest. I'll take you back to your room."

After saying this, Xuanyuan Fengran put his arm around A Bao’s shoulders and turned around.

The next moment, A Bao bumped into the sight of Pei Guichen who appeared out of nowhere.

The young master of an aristocratic family, dressed in a silver moon brocade robe, tightly grasped the jade handle of his folding fan in silence.

Po looked fearlessly into his frosted black eyes.

In fact, when Xuanyuan Fengran broke open the black coffin, she saw behind Xuanyuan Fengran——

A young man in a white robe.

No wonder he could fight with Xuanyuan Fengran.

After being reborn, no one knows better than her.

There is only one person in the world who can match Xuanyuan Fengran's swordsmanship.

She instantly determined who was hiding in the white robe and mask.

This moment of escape.

A Bao silently stared into Pei Guichen's black eyes which seemed affectionate but were as cold as ice.

No wonder she felt a sense of déjà vu for the young man at the street window of the inn.

After all, the young man in white who rushed over to block the sword for her had a pair of black eyes like that.

A Bao came back to her senses indifferently and found Pei Guichen standing in front of her.

He was worried and raised his hand to touch the blood clot on her forehead.

The move to dodge backwards was almost a subconscious one for Bao.

Pei Guichen's eyes flashed darkly, and he silently clenched his hand that was suspended in mid-air, and then retracted it.

"Abao, are you feeling better?" Pei Guichen asked with concern.

A Bao took a deep breath, stared at Pei Guichen, and deliberately took Xuanyuan Fengran's hand.

"My uncle Feng Ran is so reliable. I am naturally safe."

Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his eyes and stared at A Bao's tightly clasped hands.

This was the first time she had done this in public.

Xuanyuan Fengran was silent for a moment, but finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Pei Guichen secretly tightened the handle of his fan, but pretended to be relieved on the surface, and said with relief: "I feel relieved to hear you say that there is no problem."

A Bao remained silent, and Pei Guichen changed the subject with a meaningful tone.

"But I didn't expect that group of pirates would dare to kidnap the Princess of the East Palace of Daqi and frame King Xuan of Pingyue. They are really arrogant."

Hearing this, A Bao sneered in his heart and stared at Pei Guichen.

Did he think he hid it well?

Holding back his anger, A Bao took another deep breath and asked out of curiosity, "My captors were pirates? How did Brother Pei know about this? Is there any solid evidence for this?"

"The Pei family has a business in Chuyue, and the shopkeeper had dealings with pirates when he was young."

"When I heard that A-bao was in danger, I asked the shopkeeper to secretly inquire about it."

Pei Guichen had already chosen the pirates as scapegoats, and the reasons he gave were naturally flawless.

"The leader of the pirates is seeking revenge on the Xuanyuan clan." Pei Guichen suddenly stepped forward, and the pressure was pressing on Abao. "The pirates are guilty of serious crimes. Perhaps we should wipe them out completely."

A Bao suddenly grabbed Xuanyuan Fengran's arm.

At this moment, her doubts became even greater.

Yinzhu City, the largest commercial gathering place in the territory of Chuyue, is often visited by merchants and travelers from foreign countries. These valuable cargo ships have bred pirates who are engaged in burning, killing, looting and committing heinous crimes.

Over the years, the old emperor ordered King Xuan of Pingyue to wipe out the pirates countless times.

Unfortunately, the results were minimal and the pirates kept coming back.

The anti-bandit campaign three years ago was the one with the heaviest casualties among pirates.

A Bao had heard from Xuanyuan Wu that the pirate leader's son died in that naval battle. Afterwards, in order to take revenge, the pirates frequently provoked the Chuyue government, and their brutality was even worse than before.

If it was said that the pirates wanted to take revenge on the Xuanyuan clan, Abao believed it.

But the timing of this news was too coincidental.

What's more, can a simple suppression solve the bandit problem in the Chuyue Sea area?

At this moment, the iron wheelchair rolled.

A Bao followed the sound, passed Pei Guichen, and looked towards the far end of the cabin corridor.

Xiao Yunzheng's wheelchair passed Pei Guichen and stopped next to A Bao.

"Pei Cejun, who has always been cautious, is so arbitrary?"

Xiao Yunzheng looked stern, and asked Pei Guichen repeatedly: "If it was done by pirates, where is the witness? Where is the physical evidence? If there is no solid evidence, I might suspect that Pei Cejun deliberately provoked a fatal battle between the Chuyue Navy and the pirates."

Xiao Yunzheng's tone became increasingly cold, and every word he said was heart-wrenching.

Pei Guichen's smile became more gentle and harmless, "I'm afraid Mr. Xiao has misunderstood."

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Fengran asked indifferently: "Is there blood on the corner of Pei Cejun's sleeve?"

This sentence may seem light and indifferent, but it is as powerful as thunder.

Because of Xuanyuan Fengran's words, A Bao stared at the bloodstain on Pei Guichen's left sleeve thoughtfully.

He was injured? Was it caused by the silver sword of Emperor Feng Ran's uncle?