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

Hearing this, Meng Guanjing drank the last remaining drop of wine with satisfaction.

The drunk young man held an empty wine pot and laughed drunkenly: "The water system in Jiangnan is complicated, so we must adapt to local conditions, consider the topography and water conditions, and choose the most appropriate water control method in each river, such as building strong dams, planting willows, and using artificial rivers to divert floodwaters and reduce flow..."

A Bao, who was originally happy to meet an old friend again, suddenly felt a buzz in his head when he heard this.

Exactly the same! Exactly the same sentence!!

In her past and present life, she and Meng Guanjing met again.

Meng Guanjing actually repeated what he said in his previous life!

A Bao was shocked.

Meng Guanjing suddenly frowned and stared at the corner of the vine corridor.

Suddenly, the young man squatted down, supporting himself with his hands on the rattan corridor.

This action pulled up the corner of his sleeve, allowing Abao to see the cinnabar mole on his right wrist.

It is exactly the same as the cinnabar mole on Shi Zejing's right wrist.

Bright red, eye-catching.

However, Meng Guanjing, who was pulling at the vines hanging from the corner of the corridor, found nothing.

From the damp and dark corner of the vine corridor, a faint and faint meowing sound came.

A Bao took a step forward following the sound. A dirty kitten came out from the vine corridor, blinked its black round eyes and looked at the three of them. Suddenly, it staggered to squat beside Xuanyuan Fengran's black boots and didn't move.

Abao was frightened and squatted down to check on the dirty little cat.

Beside her, Xuanyuan Fengran also squatted down and picked up the dirty little cat.

Po was shocked to find that the kitten's left paw was pierced by a trap.

Blood dripped down the wound on the kitten's paw, staining its fur red.

Seeing the little dirty cat in Xuanyuan Fengran's arms dying, A Bao hurried to stop the bleeding.

But when she touched her waist, she remembered that the embroidered bag had been left on the boat.

At this moment, a golden needle was suddenly handed to him from behind.

"Here, try it."

The young man's voice was drunken and filled with concern for the injured kitten.

Ah Bao turned around and saw Meng Guanjing was very nervous. He kept urging her with his eyes: "Did I guess wrong? It's not the golden needle that stops the bleeding?"

She wanted to use gold needles to stop the bleeding.

But she was very surprised that Meng Guanjing could guess it so quickly?

Moreover, why did Meng Guanjing carry the golden needle with him?

Without time to investigate further, A Bao came to his senses and turned to look at Xuanyuan Fengran: "Uncle, help me hold down the kitten's legs, so that it won't move when I insert the needle."

Xuanyuan Fengran did as he was told.

At the same time, Meng Guanjing also squatted down, rubbed the little dirty cat's belly, and comforted it: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."

The dirty little cat's black round eyes were wet and it looked at Abao pitifully.

A Bao became more and more nervous. He took several deep breaths before he finally aimed at the acupuncture point and inserted the needle.

The dirty little cat was strong and just meowed softly.

Slowly, A Bao was just glad that the little dirty cat's bleeding had stopped, but when he looked up, he was surprised to see that Meng Guanjing suddenly started to bleed from the nose.

Meng Guanjing raised his hand and wiped it away out of habit.

Seeing the bright red on the back of his hand in the moonlight, he immediately turned around and covered his face, staggering to hide, but she suddenly stood up and grabbed him.

"Wait! You're bleeding!"

Before she could finish her words, Meng Guanjing fell back to the ground and rolled into a ball with her.

Meng Guanjing stretched out his hands to protect the rouge-colored thing that fell into his arms.

When the dust settled, she looked up in surprise and stared at him.

At the same time, the cold and cruel gaze behind her was also directed at him.

He looked at the man in black robe. He just heard the little girl calling him - Imperial Uncle?

The black-robed emperor uncle was holding the injured dirty little cat, his expression was cold, and the dark eyes were like a soul-devouring abyss.

The little girl hurriedly climbed up from his arms.

But when he saw his face, his face turned pale.

Meng Guanjing sighed secretly, it’s just as he expected.

"I didn't notice it. It's July 10th again..." He grinned, smiling helplessly and awkwardly, "Sorry, I'm so ugly to you."

Hearing this, Abao grasped his cinnabar wrist tightly.

What kind of face is in front of her?

Under Meng Guanjing's face, something like a red earthworm began to wriggle slowly, and his nosebleed was just the beginning, followed by bloodshed from his eyes.

No wonder Meng Guanjing wanted to hide.

Po stared in horror at the terrifying face that looked like a ghost.

Suddenly she remembered that deep in her memories of her previous life, in the memorials handed to Pei Guichen by the Jiangnan River Official, the most important thing for Meng Guanjing in his remaining life was that he was deeply troubled by a strange disease.

But it wasn't until I saw it with my own eyes that I realized the horror of the strange disease outbreak.

She finally began to suspect that Meng Guanjing's death by falling into the river might not have been an accident?

Staring at Meng Guanjing's horrified expression.

A Bao didn't dare to think too much.

After the initial shock, she took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"Uncle, let's take him and Maomao back to the ship, okay?"

After asking this question, Xuanyuan Fengran knew that she still valued him.

And since she was waiting for him, he naturally wouldn't stop her.

Xuanyuan Fengran said hoarsely: "Okay, all is good."