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

"Besides taking care of my, uh, grandson-in-law..."

After swallowing the last word "we", Dean Wen originally wanted to ask if there was anything else.

But the granddaughter closed the door tightly with a serious look on her face.

Dean Wen suddenly had an epiphany.

"You have other important matters to attend to during this trip."

Hearing this, Abao poured himself a cup of tea and drank it before speaking.

"You are still as sharp as a sword, and your vision is as sharp as a torch."

"Of course!"

Dean Wen was proud to be praised by his granddaughter.

But after sitting cross-legged on the tea couch, Dean Wen quickly restrained his expression and looked at A Bao seriously, "Is it about the matter of Prince Xiao's Mansion?"

Upon hearing this, A Bao recalled meeting Xiao Yunzheng on the top of the mountain.

I don’t know what he has been through during this period of time.

It seems like something has changed.

Thinking of this, A Bao tried to probe: "Has there been any changes in Prince Xiao's Mansion recently?"

Before she finished her words, Dean Wen sighed softly.

"Nature is full of dangers and dangers."

"Otherwise, your cousin Yun Zheng wouldn't have to come to my Bailu Mountain."

After a pause, Dean Wen knew that Abao was curious, but he changed the subject.

"But you have to ask yourself what it is."

Seeing this, Abao understood the situation and stopped asking questions.

Her mind raced as she mentioned another important matter.

"The Spring Examination is approaching, this Jincheng should be very lively, right?"

Previously, Dean Wen was still kind to the younger generation in the family, but when he heard about the Spring Examination, he changed his attitude and stared at his granddaughter solemnly.

Abao stood in the middle of the study, with her back straight, allowing her grandfather's old, blade-like gaze to peel off her skin and bones inch by inch.

After a while, the night became darker and darker, and it was dead silent.

Dean Wen understood and sighed, "This day will come."

The mountains were shrouded in mist and the evening watch was ringing in the academy on the mountain.

This long conversation lasted nearly an hour.

When Abao returned to the attic in the back mountain, the night was as dark as ink and everything was silent.

When I opened the door, everything in the attic was the same as before.

She wiped the desk with her fingers, and there was no dust at all.

It was obvious that although the furious Concubine Wen took her back to the palace after the incident at Jinghu Cottage, someone was still cleaning the attic, waiting for her to come back.

But the nights in the mountains are cold and chilly to the bones.

She was regretting that she had forgotten to ask the academy's old manager for another quilt.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door in the corridor.

When she turned around, it was the emperor's uncle in black robe who came with a piece of lead to deliver the charcoal basin.

Two pots of crackling charcoal fire soon warmed up the attic.

A Bao lay down wrapped in a thick quilt, but Uncle Feng Ran treated her as if she were made of paper. He took the fluffy blanket handed to her by Jian Qian and covered her more tightly.

In silence, she reached out from under the quilt and gently grasped his left little finger.

"Don't worry, if Old Man Wen knew how good you are, he would definitely like you."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Fengran, who was sitting on the edge of the couch, lowered his head.

His boy Abao has curved eyes and a bright and gentle smile.

At this moment, he held her hand and squeezed it gently, but remained even more silent.

Seeing this, A Bao half-raised herself from the fluffy quilt and stared closely into her uncle's beautiful dark eyes. She could feel the warmth of his palms.

But it is even clearer that he has something on his mind.

Fortunately, the small town at the foot of the mountain is a great place to relax during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Thinking of this, she slowed down her tone and gently suggested, "Tomorrow there will be a lot of fun and delicious things in town. Uncle, let's go shopping together, okay?"

The little girl in his family is caring about him.

The sea of ​​​​heart was like ice and snow melting, Xuanyuan Fengran's dark eyes softened, and he rubbed his little girl's head thoughtfully, "If Abao likes it, let's go shopping."

Hearing this, Po held his face in his hands.

"No, it should be."

"I like it, and you like it too, so we go shopping."

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head to seek her kiss.

Half an hour later.

Xuanyuan Fengran braved the night wind and hurried back to the guest house of the academy.

The academy was accidentally hit by a fire a few days ago, and all the single guest rooms were burned down. Dean Wen then arranged for Xuanyuan Fengran and others to live in the only remaining large bunk bed.

Unexpectedly, the lights in the guest house were still on.

As I pushed the door open, several pairs of eyes turned back to look at me.

Suddenly, he had a different feeling.

Not really, I just can’t sleep.

But he lives with Yan Haixi, Zhang Lanheng, and Xiao Yunzheng.

If Xuanyuan Fengran wants to accept it calmly, it will take some time.

Xie Wuai, on the other hand, greeted him enthusiastically, "King Feng Ran, come quickly! We are grilling skewers!"

The journey was exhausting, and although we didn't sleep outdoors, we were still tired. Now that we were at Bailu Mountain, the ingredients, condiments, and even the charcoal basin were all ready.

Xie Wuai, who had once stayed at Bailu Academy, felt like he was half the owner.

"You're welcome! The grilled skewers in our academy are delicious! In the past, after the evening classes, my sister would drag me over the wall and sneak into the kitchen!" Xie Wuai was busy reminiscing about the past while turning the noodles over, "Come, try this grilled duck tongue!"

The roasted duck tongue handed to me was golden and crispy.

The soaked bay leaves emit a scent of wine, and sprinkled with cumin, the fragrance is mouth-watering.

Seeing that his brother-in-law was very interested, Xuanyuan Fengran took it and simply suggested, "If there is Fengling wine, it will taste better. Do you want to try it?"

The best wine in the world, Fenglingdu!

Xie Wuai, they are good brothers, patted Xuanyuan Fengran’s arm.

"That's great! Barbecue and wine! The more you drink, the better!"

At this time, Xiao Yunzheng asked in a meaningful tone, "King Feng Ran travels day and night, but he still has the mind to take Fenglingdu with him?"

"Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, which happens to be Dean Wen's birthday." Xuanyuan Fengran looked directly at Xiao Yunzheng and smiled calmly: "As a junior, I should naturally give Dean Wen a carefully selected birthday gift. Could it be that Master Xiao doesn't know when Dean Wen's birthday is?"

“…………” Of course Xiao Yunzheng knew.

But the problem is, Xuanyuan Fengran shouldn’t have known that!