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

A Bao's face felt hot; it was Yan Haixi's blood.

Xu Ying burst into tears and cried in panic to Pei Guichen for help, "This group of thieves suddenly broke in and disturbed the Black Python! Master, save me!!"

Seeing such a confusing statement, A Bao looked at Yan Haixi with pity.

But he suddenly pursed his bloodstained lips and smiled.

It was really light, and the smile disappeared completely like a gust of wind.

But she still heard a hint of self-mockery.

"In that case, it's just you and me."

"Little princess, are you willing to die with me?"

"What?!" It was the first time that Abao received such an invitation and he was completely confused.

What followed was that Yan Haixi grabbed her waist and pushed her back suddenly, retreating to the west corner of the underground palace. Pei Guichen looked even more panicked and rushed towards her with a sword in hand.

Heartbroken, he roared, "Let her go!"

Yan Hai sneered and stabbed his sword into the pillar of the west hall, making a loud bang!

The pillars collapsed and the walls crumbled, but Yan Haixi actually jumped up while holding her.

Po, who was hanging in the air and falling, collapsed instantly: "Nooooooooooo!!——"

Who would have thought that behind the palace pillars on the west side of the underground palace was a mountain stream.

A waterfall rushed across the water, splashing countless white waves in the heavy rain.

At the edge of the cliff, Pei Guichen's pupils suddenly tightened and he shouted: "A Bao!!"

Meng Guanjing's bloody sword brushed past Pei Guichen and jumped straight into the waterfall.

A chilly wind mixed with water vapor came over, and amidst the earth-shaking screams, A Bao subconsciously hugged Yan Haixi's neck tightly.

The cold wind blew, making her skirt rustle.

"Little princess, we are so destined to die on the same day."

Along with these words, there was a loud bang and the rushing water flooded the head.

At this moment, Abao was suddenly overwhelmed by memories.

She had indeed seen that familiar pair of defiant black eyes.

When she was very young, the old emperor took her along on a hunting trip to Mount Zhongyao one year.

When she was young, she was naughty and bold.

He actually dared to sneak out of the tent to catch fireflies while Aunt Rong wasn't paying attention.

Getting lost in the wilderness is almost inevitable, and although Mount Zhongxiao is a royal hunting ground and has been cleared in advance, it still cannot stop the wild animals that escape.

The howling of wolves approached, and gradually, green lights flashed in the night.

Little Po, who was so scared that his eyes were filled with tears, saw a young man jump lightly from the tree and scare away the wild wolf with a sword.

She was stunned, but the boy squatted in front of her and looked at her at eye level.

"Whose little girl are you? Are you lost?"

"Wow, I was wrong. I will never sneak out again!" The young Abao wiped his tears and said, "Brother, please take me home! My powerful little uncle will definitely thank you! He will give you everything you want!"

"So you are the little princess Feng Ran mentioned." The young man smiled and touched her head. "Don't cry. I will take you home now."

Although he was scared and crying, little Abao still insisted on stumbling forward on his own, taking one deep step and one shallow step, with his short legs.

But the camp was still very far away.

"Can the little princess still walk?"

"I can!"

Bang, he tripped over a tree root at his feet.

Little Abao rubbed his painful forehead and got up, feeling so embarrassed that he almost cried.

The young man squatted down and brushed the dirt and fallen leaves off her body. Suddenly, he smiled gently, his smile as bright as the summer moon that night.

"Let me carry you home, little princess."

Abao walked that road in the desolate mountains and wilderness many times later.

It’s actually very short and can be completed in a quarter of an hour.

But when she was a child, she would hug the boy's neck and walk with him from dusk to dawn.

At the back door of the tent, little Abao was even more surprised at the boy's intentions.

"Sneaking out of the tent tonight is our secret. I won't tell anyone." The boy smiled and waved goodbye: "Go home quickly and have a good dream."

"Brother, what's your name? I want to give you a thank you gift!"

"We are so destined to be together. No need for a thank you gift."

Two days later, an assassin tried to kill the old emperor, and the Longyuan Yan family was devastated by the bloodshed.

That was the young Abao, who understood for the first time with blood, the emperor’s heart was as deep as the abyss.

The Longyuan Yan family is the descendant of the Daqi clan which has been prominent for hundreds of years.

It was destroyed in the hands of the old emperor and disappeared from history.

A Bao struggled in the turbulent water, holding onto Yan Haixi while swimming hard towards the dense forest where the old banyan trees had tangled roots.

But he was too tired, and Po looked back at the giant crocodile rushing towards him in the turbulent water.

She would feel much more relaxed if she gave up Yan Haixi, this burden.

Gritting his teeth, A Bao half-dragged and half-pulled him, desperately trying to pull him onto the forest bank.

"You said you're not a good swimmer, why are you jumping into the water?"

A Bao was heartbroken and anxiously patted the unconscious man's face, "Yan Haixi? Yan Haixi, wake up! If you don't wake up, I will throw you away!!"

However, the pale-faced man showed no reaction.

The stab wound in his heart was still bleeding. She sniffed his breath and it was very weak.

And because the waterfall in the rainstorm was very cold, the man had lost his temperature.

If she didn't save him, today would be his death anniversary.

In the long dead silence, A Bao forced himself to calm down, silently telling himself that it didn't hurt and it would be fine after a while, and then he bit down on his left wrist with all his heart.

But in an instant, she still screamed in pain and gasped.

It hurt so much that her hands were shaking, but she had no choice but to bite her left wrist until it bled.

Only after he fed the blood gushing out of his left wrist to Yan Haixi did A Bao's tense heartstrings, dizziness and confusion due to the blood loss.

After an unknown amount of time, Abao, who had torn off his sleeve to wrap his injured wrist, turned around.

In the fast-flowing water, the giant crocodile was lurking patiently, waiting to kill her.

But she just discovered that there was life-saving grass in the water.

Taking another deep breath, Po sighed to himself, realizing that he really had a grudge against water in this life.

"Yan Haixi, I'll return the thank you gift from that year."