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

"If you like the sea, what will happen to Po?"

Pei Guichen looked down at A Bao's gentle smiling eyes and asked instead of answering.

The chill running down A Bao's spine grew stronger and stronger. He forced a smile and said, "Since Brother Pei likes the sea, then just enjoy it more."

In the future, this will be your grave, Pei Guichen.

I will tear you into pieces and scatter your ashes into the Chuyue Sea with my own hands. They will drift away into the distance along the ocean current that is getting farther and farther away from home.

In this way, you and I will never see each other again.

Thinking of this, Po took a deep breath, calmed himself, and grasped the appearance of his previous life.

Gently grasping the corner of Pei Guichen's sleeve, she imitated Xiao Jingyue's eyes that showed her wholehearted admiration for Pei Guichen, and said coquettishly, "The sun has made me hot and thirsty. Brother Pei, can you get me a glass of water?"

If it were in the past, Pei Guichen would definitely sense something was wrong.

But inside that cold and elegant appearance, he was the old and corrupt Emperor Tiansheng, Pei Guichen, from his previous life.

In the memories of Tiansheng Emperor Pei Guichen, Abao has always been so dependent on him.

Pei Guichen stared at the little girl's delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Suddenly, he glanced at the black-robed Xiao Yunzheng behind her without leaving a trace.

Xiao Jingyue from the imperial capital brought news that King Xiao was dead.

Although this move brought him back to hell, it also brought him closer to the pinnacle of imperial power.

What's more, in this life, he will definitely be able to balance Abao and Xiao Jingyue.

Suddenly, Pei Guichen curled his fingers affectionately and hooked the tip of the girl's round and pretty nose, "Play for a quarter of an hour. When I bring some water, we'll go back to the ship to avoid the typhoon and huge waves."

"Yeah! Brother Pei arranged it very well!"

A Bao, with a sweet smile, watched Pei Guichen leave.

Slowly, her smile grew colder.

Little did she know that Xiao Yunzheng in the wheelchair was staring at her inquiringly with cold eyes.

After a while, A Bao, who had been listening to the sound of waves in silence, turned around and walked in front of Xiao Yunzheng, half squatted down with a heavy heart, and looked up at him.

The young man's black eyes were desolate and murderous.

A Bao's throat was blocked: "Xiao Yunzheng, I have something to do..."

Xiao Yunzheng, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke up: "What are your feelings for Pei Cejun?"

Caught off guard, Abao was stunned by the question.

But Xiao Yunzheng seemed to be just asking casually and had no intention of getting her answer at all.

He even changed the subject and said, "I will return to the imperial capital tomorrow."

Hearing this, A Bao was even more shocked.

She murmured foolishly and repeated: "You are going back to the capital tomorrow?"

Xiao Yunzheng stared at A Bao thoughtfully, "A few days ago, I received a letter from the Xiao Mansion in the imperial capital, saying that my father's condition is getting worse."

Did he already know about King Xiao’s death?

A Bao's heart was shaken, and he instantly began to struggle with how to comfort him.

However, Xiao Yunzheng said, "When I left the imperial capital this time, my father's condition was under control very well. Madam Wen, at my request, arranged for Dr. Zhang to come to the Xiao Mansion every day to check on his pulse. But within a short period of time, my father's condition took a sharp turn for the worse."

Xiao Yunzheng lowered his head and stared at Abao.

Seeing her worry, he wanted to reach out and touch her face.

But after hesitating for a long time, he still forced himself to hold the wheelchair handle tightly and got back to business: "I believe that there is a villain around my father."

Hearing this, Abao became even more sad.

It turned out that Xiao Yunzheng still didn't know that King Xiao was dead.

If she hid the news of his death from him, it would definitely hurt his heart.

Taking a deep breath, she stood up slightly and hugged him, just like she did when she was young at Bailu Academy.

Xiao Yunzheng's heart beat wildly and his whole body stiffened due to the sudden approach.

But just as Po was about to speak, suddenly!

A purple thunderbolt struck from the clear sky!

With his mind racing, A-Bao suppressed his discomfort and asked in a muffled voice, "When will you return to the capital tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow afternoon, we will rush back on the red boat." Xiao Yunzheng's voice was cold.

The villain is definitely targeting the Xiao family's throne of Jiangnan.

Unfortunately, the throne of Jiangnan was the only reason for him to stay with her.

If so, he would lose control of the Jiangnan Palace.

What qualifications do I have to continue standing by her side?

Xiao Yunzheng gripped the wheelchair handle tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hands.

"In the Buddhist temple on Jishou Mountain, my promise to Your Highness will remain valid forever."

——Abao, I am useful to you, always will be useful to you.