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

Because the young Jiang Ran was robbed from prison, Abao set up a secret prison in the flower room.

Through the screen window of the greenhouse on the second floor cabin, she looked at Hai Xi who was imprisoned.

The pirate said calmly, "Black oil explosives are a treasure of the Northern Frontier Army. The Man-Slaughter King uses them whenever he wants. His control over the Northern Frontier Iron Cavalry is as solid as ever."

Xuanyuan Fengran said sternly: "But this sword that kills people is still in the hands of the princess."

Hai Xi said sarcastically: "Kill the sword and devour its master."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Fengran recalled what happened three years ago and his black eyes suddenly turned cold.

In the dead silence, Hai Xi looked up at the window, outside of which was the endless pitch-black night.

"Despite the fierce fire of the black oil explosive, the Dafulou ship was not damaged at all. I guess someone finally figured out the secret red powder that can stop the black oil fire from spreading."

"It's my little princess."

When talking about this, Xuanyuan Fengran was full of showing off.

The black box contains black oil explosives, and the red box contains fire-proof red powder. His little girl is very smart.

After receiving the most important news, Hai Xi sighed sincerely: "The little princess spent a lot of money to invite me to come on board for a good chat. It was really generous."

Before he finished speaking, the pirate turned around and looked at Po through the screen window of the greenhouse.

The moonlight in the middle of the night filtered through the window frames, slowly staining the eyebrows and eyes of the black-robed pirate.

"What are you going to do with me, little princess? Kill me right here?"

"Everything shall be done in accordance with the laws of the country of Daqi."

"Then they will escort him back to the imperial capital, hand him over to the old emperor for personal trial, and then execute him by lingchi."

Although the matter clearly involved their own life and death, the pirates remained as calm as if they were discussing someone else's life.

A Bao felt more and more that Hai Xi was abnormal.

Suddenly, he put one hand behind his back, turned around and looked at the moonlight in the dark night again.

A Bao also followed curiously, but heard the pirate suddenly ask.

"Little Princess, is the moonlight in the imperial capital also this bright?"

"The moon I see is probably different from the moon seen by pirates."

The original intention was to ridicule, but as soon as the words fell, A Bao saw Hai Xi's hands behind his back suddenly clenched, so tight that veins even popped out, and he seemed to be depressed.

Why did he ask about the moonlight in the imperial capital? A Bao's mind sank slightly.

The pirate in black robe was thinking of something. His calm expression turned a little sad. He then sighed hoarsely, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Xuan Yue is like this, and so is the Man-Slaughter King? The Man-Slaughter King in my eyes is the Man-Slaughter King in the little princess' eyes?"

Po was quick to notice that the pirates clearly had ulterior motives.

But in a flash, she was grabbed by the wrist by Xuanyuan Fengran and taken out of the secret prison in the flower room.

Hai Xi, who was trapped in the secret cell of the flower room, turned back silently and watched the little girl disappear among the swaying mandarin duck flowers. His extremely dark eyes were gradually stained with the cold frost of the moonlight.

At the same time, Xuanyuan Fengran's unquestionable toughness made A Bao stunned.

By the time she suspected that something was wrong with the man, she had already been dragged into the cabin on the fifth floor by Xuanyuan Fengran, and his slender and sharp hands pressed her to sit down beside the soft couch on the tea table.

The black-robed uncle looked down at her, his gentle and restrained eyes becoming complicated.

A Bao felt even more doubtful.

Without saying a word, he picked up the celebratory wine on the table, drank it all, then suddenly put his arms around her waist, leaned over, and kissed her lips fiercely.

The warm osmanthus wine exudes a rich aroma.

The refreshing wine flowed over, melted between her lips and teeth, stirring her soul.

A Bao was breathing hard and had to raise his hands to clutch the black robe around his waist.

As a result, he was so stimulated that he bit the corner of her lips.

The kiss that seemed to devour her alive made her let out a tiny moan. At that moment, he held her waist and pressed her to the floor-to-ceiling window of the tea room.

The kiss went down her neck gently.

In the chaos, he untied the belt around her waist, and the glass bell fell to the ground, making a slight tinkling sound.

She finally determined that something was wrong with this man tonight.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

As soon as she finished speaking with concern, he picked her up and carried her horizontally into the bed in the inner room.

The bed curtains fluttered down, and she looked up at him in confusion.

In the darkness, he croaked, "I'm scared."

He was afraid because he mistakenly thought that she was strangled by Hai Xi.

Ah Bao raised her hand and gently stroked Xuanyuan Fengran's cheek. Her entangled breathing became hotter and heavier. She smiled and comforted: "I'm fine. If you don't believe me, can the uncle check it out himself?"

In the darkness, Xuanyuan Fengran buried his head in that slender, white and soft neck.

The better she treated him during this period, the more he feared losing her.

It seemed that only by touching her could he soothe his fear of gain and loss.

When Xuanyuan Fengran's kiss fell again, Abao gently accepted his uneasiness.

My breathing became heavier, my thoughts became more confused, and the place where our skin touched gradually became warmer.

The red candles are warm in the tent, and the aroma of wine is filled with the lingering love.

Until the sea of ​​fire was completely extinguished, thick fog gradually rose to the northwest of Chu Yuehai.

And in the darkness of the night, on the bed in the inner room of the cabin on the fifth floor, the clouds finally stopped and the rain stopped.

With her jet-black hair draped over her shoulders, A Bao leaned against the cushion with a sore waist, her eyes red from crying, and she drank the warm soup that Xuanyuan Fengran fed her in small sips with a wronged look.

Unexpectedly, at the celebration banquet tonight, the ones who ate everything were her and Osmanthus Wine.

Looking at Xuanyuan Fengran again, after being satisfied, his mood finally calmed down.

The dim candlelight on the iron frame danced in the depths of his black eyes.

The man's bones were tough and hard, but he knew he was in the wrong and apologized sincerely: "I lost control. If Abao wants, you can beat me up to vent your anger."

Hearing this sincere apology, Abao became even more annoyed.

He knew full well that she was so tired that she didn't even want to move a finger.

Beat him up? At this moment, she didn't have the energy to beat him up!

Ah Bao snorted angrily: "Keep the score for now, and beat us up together next time!"

Xuanyuan Fengran's black eyes flickered slightly, and he laughed dumbly: "Okay, then I'll leave it for next time."

A Bao came to his senses: "..."

There was a long silence.

Po: "There won't be a next time!!"

Xuanyuan Fengran was particularly easy to talk to, and said with a smile: "Yeah, there won't be a next time."

Abao: "..."

Xuanyuan Fengran, you are so annoying!