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

After being reborn, it is not the first time that Bao feels a sense of familiarity with someone.

But this sinful pirate made her feel that he was actually a god.

Therefore, it is a special exception.

Thinking of this, although his plan was successful, Abao was unhappy.

After carefully ordering Yu Luo to escort Hai Xi into the ship's prison cell, she looked coldly at this ruthless and cruel pirate master, secretly wondering what was wrong.

However, Hai Xi, who passed by her at this moment, suddenly made her stunned.

The faint and cool fragrance on Hai Xi's body!

It was the same spruce scent she smelled the night she caught the young ghost!

Suddenly turning around and running to the edge of the ship's corridor, A Bao's eyes followed Hai Xi's stern back.

After being imprisoned this time, Hai Xi’s final destination will inevitably be the guillotine.

However, she saw a calmness in his back that shouldn't be there.

Suddenly clenching the silver bow, A Bao was about to go downstairs, but Pei Guichen passed by Hai Xi, carrying a lotus and sandalwood tea tray, and walked up the stairs to her.

The cold and elegant young man in a white robe from an aristocratic family said in a gentle tone, "I saw that everyone was in chaos tonight, and I was restless, so I made some snow ginseng tea to calm your mind. You can try it."

On the lotus sandalwood tea tray, there are warm and translucent white porcelain tea cups.

The tea aroma is refreshing, the tea soup is clear, and the hot steam is dense.

However, upon hearing this, A Bao stared at the snow ginseng tea in front of him, and his heart suddenly turned cold.

Pei Guichen probably thought everything was perfect, but he forgot about her extremely sensitive scent.

The extremely light fragrance was something she would never forget.

On the night when the young man frightened Chu Wu, the scent she smelled, apart from the faint fragrance of spruce, was the lemon fragrance of the snow ginseng tea in front of her, which was filled with sadness, bitterness and coldness.

As if thinking about something, A Bao picked up the snow ginseng tea and shook the teacup gently: "Brother Pei is already weak, and he has been stimulated by the swordplay and fire waves of the Ghost Festival tonight. Brother Pei should drink this snow ginseng tea, which will also make me feel more at ease."

After saying this, A Bao pretended to be worried and handed Pei Guichen a glass of snow ginseng tea with concern.

While refusing, Pei Guichen pretended to be nonchalant and comforted Abao in order to get him to drink the tea in front of him: "Abao, don't worry about me. I have already drunk this tea."

A Bao was choked: "..."

At this moment, Xuanyuan Fengran's cold voice broke the strange silence.

"It just so happens that I am thirsty."

Hearing this, A Bao tried to stop it hastily.

However, Xuanyuan Fengran behind her had dark eyes and put his arms around her, reaching out to take the snow ginseng tea from her hand.

She turned around anxiously, only to see him finish the snow ginseng tea.

Then, Xuanyuan Fengran sneered and turned the snow ginseng teacup upside down onto the lotus sandalwood tea tray.

The act of treating Pei Guichen as a servant serving tea stimulated Pei Guichen so much that anger flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Xuanyuan Fengran gloomily.

But A Bao's only thought was to grab the emperor's uncle's sleeve tightly and take his pulse.

Unexpectedly, I felt the wetness on the corner of his black robe sleeve.

With his mind racing, A Bao suddenly realized: the snow ginseng tea was drunk by the emperor's uncle! !

She was full of tension, but suddenly she breathed a sigh of relief.

When she looked up again, she heard the black-robed uncle's cold voice: "First, the fire was too strong, and the pure sweetness of the snow ginseng was boiled away; second, the water used was not morning dew; third, the white porcelain teacup cooled too quickly, and was not suitable for snow ginseng tea."

After evaluating them one by one, Xuanyuan Fengran finally said, "Not good enough."

These words "not good enough" became a sharp blade that pierced Pei Guichen's heart.

But Pei Guichen knew that what Xuanyuan Fengran said was right.

Gripping the jade handle of his folding fan tightly, he managed to remain calm and said, "King Feng Ran's tea ceremony is excellent?"

Xuanyuan Fengran smiled: "No matter how good it is, it can't compare to little Abao. Pei Cejun offered this snow ginseng tea to little Abao, which is a humiliation for himself."

Pei Guichen suppressed his anger and said, "The thought is what matters."

Xuanyuan Fengran's dark eyes were deep, and he sighed meaningfully: "Mind? Tea ceremony can indeed reflect one's state of mind. But with Pei Cejun's mind, I'm afraid he has no chance to drink good tea."

Pei Guichen was heartbroken by every word.

As Abao watched, he felt happier and happier, but he didn't want to continue to argue with him unnecessarily.

During the stalemate, she changed the subject when she saw Hongxiu holding the bow case.

"Hongxiu, put away this bow for me."

Hearing this, Pei Guichen suddenly looked at the silver bow that A Bao was holding tightly in his hand. The bow handle was made of silver and was carved with a Qilin pattern, decorated with silver horns of a wicker elk, and the string was made of dragon tendons.

As soon as you see it, you know it is a treasure of the city.

On this side, Abao was asking Hongxiu to wipe the bow handle carefully.

Pei Guichen suddenly asked in a hoarse voice: "When did Abao learn archery? The arrow he shot at Haixi just now was steady and accurate, comparable to an archery master."

Hearing this, A Bao Lengran also remembered his past life.

In Pei Guichen's memory, he was the one who taught her archery personally.

But in fact, her archery skills have always been very good.

After being reborn, A Bao no longer cared about Pei Guichen, and no longer had the mind to avoid him.

"When I was young, my uncle not only taught me archery in order to help me protect myself, but also asked Bei Chengzi to forge this silver bow with a unicorn carving as a birthday gift for me."

Seeing the little girl looking at the emperor's uncle beside her, her eyes were full of longing.

Pei Guichen felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his voice trembling: "Have you learned archery since you were young?"

"Yes! Uncle Feng Ran is an excellent Mr. Wu!" A Bao looked up in admiration.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Fengran's cold and stern eyes gradually became gentle and restrained.

Suddenly, he gently rubbed his little girl's head.

This scene made Pei Guichen's hands tremble, and he broke the jade handle of the folding fan.

No wonder in her previous life, when she was practicing archery with a bow under the scorching sun, she said.

"I must be too fond of Brother Pei, that's why I have to suffer like this again."

At that time, he had not pondered why - again?

So that’s how it is, so that’s how it is…

She was very good at archery and was willing to cooperate with him to teach her archery.

Just because she wanted to leave beautiful memories with him.

Let's wait until they are all old and gray, and then we can talk about it slowly.