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

On the other side, Yan Haixi pulled out a knife and used the tip of the knife to stir the candle wick.

The guest house of the academy suddenly became bright.

Tomorrow is Dean Wen’s birthday, and he actually knows that.

Even Zhang Lanheng was aware of this.

Yan Haixi recalled the conversation he accidentally overheard a quarter of an hour ago.

Zhang Lanheng coaxed Xiao Jing'er to sleep. Xiao Jing'er asked if she should get up tomorrow and wish her grandfather with white beard a happy life.

Zhang Lanheng reminded Xiao Jing'er, yes.

It turns out that this is a secret that is not a secret.

There was no conversation for a while, and the house was filled with silence.

The fat dripped onto the charcoal, making a sizzling sound.

Until the guard Jian Qian came in and brought wine, one pot for each person.

Xuanyuan Fengran sat down, helped to turn the charcoal in the stove, and continued to roast the braised meat.

Xie Wuai laughed to smooth things over and break the awkward silence.

"Oh! Where's Fenglingdu!"

"The best wine in the world! We must all try it!!"

The next morning, Abao went straight into the kitchen to work.

First, use the method in the book to set up a pot and boil the goat milk to remove the mutton smell.

Then she used the ginger duck soup that she had specially cooked last night as the base, and then used mountain spring water to cook the rice noodles, which had a rich rice aroma. Finally, she topped it with fried eggs and vegetables and poured the meat sauce over it.

When the noodle soup was ready, Hongxiu came hurriedly to report.

"Your Highness, Dean Wen has finished his morning exercises and is heading to the kitchen!"

Thinking that his grandfather didn't like sentimentality, Abao hurriedly put the noodle soup on the table.

Inadvertently, she saw Xuanyuan Fengran with a fox fur coat hanging on his arm, standing silently at the kitchen door waiting for her, so she poured the hot goat milk into the leather pot more quickly.

Grabbing her uncle Feng Ran along, she ran away.

Only after they left the mountain gate did A Bao stuff the leather pot into the hands of his black-robed uncle.

"From now on, drink a pot of goat's milk every day to warm your stomach."

Xuanyuan Fengran first used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the forehead of his little girl, then unfolded the soft fox fur in his hand and carefully wrapped the little girl up before he gently agreed.

"Okay, just listen to Madam."

So, A Bao smiled with his eyes curved and took the hand of the black-robed emperor uncle.

"During those years when I was studying in the mountains, I loved to sneak into the town to play. Especially during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the streets were full of delicious food. After walking around, my stomach would be full!"

"Then later, Abao will take me to taste it properly."

Along the way, Xuanyuan Fengran, who was holding hands, was incredibly gentle.

And Po was jumping up and down, eager to try.

It is said that Jiangnan is a prosperous place with willows and smoke, a land of wealth and gentleness.

But this small town at the foot of Bailu Mountain is more peaceful and quiet.

Ah Bao walked through the bluestone alley, with the autumn willows on both sides drooping in the wind. Xuanyuan Fengran brushed away the willow branches above her head, silently blocking the cool morning breeze in the alley.

Gradually, the sun rose up and began to bake this rich and peaceful land.

The White Deer Mountain, which was difficult to see in its entirety due to the night, now unveiled its hazy veil. The maple leaves were red like a continuous wave of fire burning straight to the sky.

There are more and more morning stalls on the streets.

A Bao was very excited and dragged Xuanyuan Fengran to linger among the morning stalls.

"Oh my! Isn't this the Sixth Miss?!"

At the beginning, everyone in the world knew that Abao went to Bailu Mountain to study.

However, Abao usually walked around the academy wearing a veil.

So no one had ever seen the princess's true face. When she sneaked to the small town at the foot of the mountain to play, Abao claimed to be the granddaughter of a distant relative of Dean Wen.

The stall owners who were familiar with Abao followed Zhang Lanheng and called her "Sixth Girl".

Unexpectedly, even after Abao left for several years, there was still a stall owner with sharp eyes who recognized him at once.

I was just curious about the unfamiliar Xuanyuan Fengran who suddenly appeared.

Granny Niu was curious: "Who is this? Sixth Miss, you went out for a trip and brought back such a handsome man to be your lover?"

Due to the relationship between uncle and nephew, Xuanyuan Fengran always remembered to hide his feelings.

Even if you know that he and Po are not related by blood.

But I'm used to hiding it, so I subconsciously still want to hide it.

"The old man was joking..."

"Not only is he my sweetheart!" A Bao interrupted Xuanyuan Fengran's explanation, tightly grasped his hand that he wanted to let go, and said with a smile: "He is also my husband! Let's get married!"

The daring little girl admitted it openly under the sun.

This made Xuanyuan Fengran feel infinite joy from the depths of his soul.

Granny Niu was also pleasantly surprised and said, "Oh! That's great! Then I have to give you some gifts! Come on, Granny's freshly made sesame rice cakes and date cakes! Give me some! According to the saying in Bailu Town, if you eat date cakes, you will have a beautiful daughter and a fat boy!"

"Thank you Granny Niu!" Po took the gift, raised his eyes and smiled, "Ah!"

Xuanyuan Fengran cooperated very well and opened his mouth to bite the date cake.

Granny Niu smiled and said, "Is it sweet?"

Xuanyuan Fengran swallowed it and hummed, "Sweet."

Granny Niu smiled even more happily: "That's sweet! The young couple will be sweet and happy from now on!"

These words actually made Xuanyuan Fengran blush.

When Abao saw this, he was very happy and held his hand tightly.

As the streets became more and more bustling, the townspeople's Mid-Autumn Festival ceremonies began.

People were coming and going, and Abao made way.

The women carrying the offerings gathered all the way to the town square.

Xuanyuan Fengran followed Abao closer and found that a tall bonfire had been set up.

A Bao smiled and explained, "During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the townspeople offer sacrifices to their ancestors. In addition to raw food, they also make paper sculptures. The animals, fish, shrimp, crabs, clams, vegetables, fruits, all are lifelike. After the offerings are finished, they are thrown into the bonfire and burned."

Before he finished speaking, Po unexpectedly saw a scene outside the noisy scene.

In the shadow of an old tree in the square, Xiao Yunzheng had a gloomy look on his face.

Opposite him was the commander of the guards of Prince Xiao's mansion, Xiao Meng.