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

Taking Meng Guanjing all the way back to Dafulou on the ship.

As the night deepened, the hustle and bustle of the Pingyue Palace gradually faded away.

Po couldn't help but think of his past life again.

Although he got the "Yu Zhi Lu", six pages were missing. Meng Guanjing still fell ill every year and had to return to Mengjia Village to hide from everyone.

Year after year, there is no relief.

But in those memorials, it seemed that once in Mengjia Village, Meng Guanjing was mentioned, he would get drunk every day.

Could it be that he endured the excruciating pain by drinking alcohol?

So, what Meng Guanjing needs most at this moment is wine?

When we returned to the Dafulou ship, it was just past noon and the night was getting darker.

All that was heard was a shrill scream from Meng Guanjing who was supported by Xuanyuan Fengran.

Hong Xiu, who had come forward upon hearing the noise, was horrified when she saw what was happening: "Ah! A ghost!"

"Calm down! Hongxiu!" A Bao pretended to be calm: "Bring me my medicine box and embroidery bag! Wait... and the can of wine I brought from the imperial capital!!"

After she finished speaking, she entrusted Meng Guanjing to her uncle.

Go straight to the innermost cabin on the second floor, which is the bathroom of the ship.

The guards who had accompanied him all the way from the imperial capital helped to boil the hot water.

Recalling the medicine books in his memories of his previous life, A Bao poured all the herbs into the bathtub.

Soon, Hongxiu hurriedly carried the medicine box, embroidery bag, and wine jar, opened the curtain and rushed into the bathroom cabin: "Your Highness! Bring them all!!"

A Bao turned around and followed the sound, and Meng Guanjing was just helped in by Xuanyuan Fengran.

"Uncle! Help me!!"

As soon as A Bao finished speaking, Xuanyuan Fengran understood.

Meng Guanjing, who was already twitching in pain, was pushed directly into the bathtub by Xuanyuan Fengran.

On this side, Xuanyuan Fengran tore off the cloth strips and tied up Meng Guanjing's hands and feet.

Over there, Abao spread out her embroidery bag, revealing a row of gold needles, some long and some short.

He took out the longest golden needle, burned it red, and then immersed it in the jar of old wine brought from the imperial capital. A Bao looked solemnly at his uncle Feng Ran.

The black-robed man looked at her to comfort and encourage her.

Po understood and took a deep breath.

While her uncle was straightening Meng Guanjing's curled left arm, she steadily and accurately inserted the golden needle into the hemostatic point between Meng Guanjing's eyebrows.

Meng Guanjing, who was drunk and confused, had a moment of clarity in his eyes.

He stared at the little girl who raised the golden needle again and murmured, "I..."

But in a moment, A Bao was sweating profusely: "Don't worry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Abao dropped the needle.

Right arm, left arm, left leg, right leg.

After the five needles were inserted, Meng Guanjing fell into a deep sleep.

A Bao took a deep breath and insisted on lighting four medicinal incense sticks, placing them around the bathtub.

Finally, she finished what she should and could do.

Half an hour later, after confirming that Meng Guanjing's bleeding had stopped, A Bao was so tired that she fell down on a stool, and her hand was gently held by the black-robed imperial uncle who was half-crouching down.

"You are very capable, you will definitely be able to cure him."

His voice was hoarse, but it soothed her confused thoughts.

But how could she explain this strange illness?

"No, I can not."

Po stared down at her uncle in black robe, while he gently stroked her hand.

After a while, her eyes slowly turned red.

A tear fell and was gently wiped away by the black-robed uncle.

Xuanyuan Fengran looked at his little girl and thought of the black and white fish jade pendant.

She was very angry that time because of his concealment.

If she told him about his relationship with "Yuzhilu", she would probably be even angrier.

However, after a long silence, he still couldn't bear to see her upset.

"If you really want to save him, maybe I can unlock the Yuzhilu."

"What?" A Bao was surprised.

Xuanyuan Fengran held his little girl's cheek with one hand and patiently explained: "The Yuzhilu that you see with your naked eyes is not the real Yuzhilu. The real Yuzhilu is actually only the six pages that Meng Guanjing wants."

"The key to revealing the secrets of the six pages of Yuzhilu is the green jade square seal with a dragon button."

Shocking, it is hard to describe how Abao felt tonight.

First, she witnessed Shi Zejing transform into Meng Guanjing;

And Emperor's uncle Feng Ran actually solved the secret of "Yu Zhi Lu".

But in this way, she felt even more fortunate.

As always, the black-robed uncle is always a powerful figure that makes her feel at ease and reliable.

Taking a deep breath, A Bao calmed himself down and looked at Meng Guanjing again.

Blood-red earthworms were still wriggling under the young man's face.

A Bao thought, which would be more painful, being buried alive in a grave by red-hot molten iron?

Or is Meng Guanjing's strange disease more painful?

But it still hurts.

Fortunately, he fell asleep.

Although his brows were furrowed, he no longer had to endure the bone-gnawing pain.

With this in mind, A Bao stared into Xuanyuan Fengran's dark eyes and said in a decisive tone.

"I have the Emperor's uncle! He is invincible!"

After saying that, A Bao hurriedly stood up, and Xuanyuan Fengran looked down at his empty palm, then looked up with complicated eyes at the little girl who was walking out of the bathroom.

"Where to go?"

A Bao suddenly turned around and explained seriously: "Meng Guanjing's cabin."

"Take back the Records of Yu's Governance and cure the strange disease."