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

In the farce of Shi Xi marrying King Xuan, Shi Zejing remained invisible.

The brothers and sisters of the Zhaoshi family have depended on each other for many years, and this shouldn't be the case.

Full of doubts, A Bao secretly followed Shi Zejing.

The Prince of Pingyue's Palace is magnificent under the cover of night.

The corridors of the pavilions are planted with Acacia vines unique to the Chuyue region.

Green vines covered with fine hairs hung down on both sides of the courtyard wall, swaying gently in the night breeze, emitting a warm fragrance. Ah Bao stepped over the shadows of the vines, facing the watery moonlight...

However, although Shi Zejing was drunk, he was still able to keenly notice her following him.

The moment the wine jug came straight towards her.

Xuanyuan Fengran pulled her into his arms in a protective manner.

The wine jug brushed past her shoulder, hit the ground, and shattered into countless fine porcelain slags that flew everywhere.

The drunk Shi Zejing turned around and angrily said, "Who ordered you to follow me?!"

At this moment, Po's memories of his past life came alive.

The top scholar, Meng Guanjing, has sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and is calm, restrained and sharp.

More importantly, it is completely different from Shi Zejing and is lifeless.

Because of this strange feeling of familiarity.

An idea suddenly flashed through Abao's mind.

She asked cautiously, "Meng? Looking in the mirror?"

The drunken young man had a confused look in his eyes, "Do you know me?"

A Bao walked towards the young man in shock.

Then, she raised her hand and gently touched the young man's face. The touch was warm and real.

"Are you really Meng Guanjing?" Her voice trembled slightly.

The young man remained silent for a long time, and finally spoke in a drunken hoarse voice.

"I am Meng Guanjing."

"Who are you anyway?"

The little girl standing nearby has gentle eyes and brows.

The rouge brocade dress reminded him of the rising sun at the seaside when he was young.

Those days were the only time he felt warm whenever he thought of them.

Meng Guanjing was drunk and laughed drunkenly.

"It's you." My warm sun.

A Bao was stunned on the spot.

It turned out that she was not dazzled.

Instead, she actually witnessed the wedding ceremony with her own eyes, and Shi Zejing, who was escorting Shi Xi to the bridal sedan as a brother, suddenly turned into Meng Guanjing in her memory of her previous life.

She was stunned by the shock and murmured, "Meng Guanjing, do you know who I am?"

The young man with sharp eyes stared at Abao for a long while, but finally laughed drunkenly: "You are very warm, and you are warm every winter."

Ah Bao was completely confused and asked in surprise, "Warm?"

Xuanyuan Fengran became more and more worried.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Fengran, who had been silent all the time, broke the silence, "I heard that Master Meng has a lot of insights into the river disasters in the south of the Yangtze River. I happened to meet him tonight, and there is one thing I don't understand, may I ask you for advice?"

Hearing this, A Bao suddenly stared at his uncle with bright eyes.

Their eyes met, and the uncle pinched her face gently with tacit understanding.

And she sighed, it was really amazing that he asked such a question.

A long time ago, she had skipped over many details and explained the person named Meng Guanjing to her uncle.

The most important thing is that Meng Guanjing is good at river management.

Sure enough, when Xuanyuan Fengran mentioned the river disasters in the south of the Yangtze River, Meng Guanjing became exactly the new top scholar who won the first place in the spring examination in her past life's memory.

The drunk Meng Guanjing asked back with a red face and a smile, "River trouble in Jiangnan?"

"Yes, there is a river disaster in the south of the Yangtze River." Xuanyuan Fengran said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Meng Guanjing patiently asked, "What do you not understand?"

Xuanyuan Fengran pointed directly to the pain point: "Since the water is flowing fast, the rain is heavy and the waves are dangerous, if we choose to tighten the river channel, won't it make the water flow even more dangerous?"

Hearing this, Meng Guanjing laughed drunkenly and looked around.

Finally, he stumbled and walked drunkenly to the Acacia Vine Corridor, and said drunkenly, "It's better to see it with your own eyes than to explain it a thousand times."

As he spoke, Meng Guanjing turned around and threw the wine high into the sand under the vine corridor.

The sand was washed out of the deep pit in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Guanjing half squatted down and continued to pour wine into the sand.

This time, because the mouth of the wine jug was very close to the sand, only a small pit was washed out.

"Does this black-robed evil spirit understand?"

Meng Guanjing half-knelt and looked up at Xuanyuan Fengran, and Xuanyuan Fengran, known as the Black Robe Demon God, noticed the teasing smile of his little girl.

Meng Guanjing’s description of the black-robed evil spirit was quite accurate.

Xuanyuan Fengran helplessly but gently pinched the little girl's face as she tried to hold back a smile.

Suddenly, the voice became low.

"It's very clear."

"Mr. Meng is a good gentleman."