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

A Bao recalled with awe the information that Xie Wuai had found out.

King Xiao died suddenly, and Xiao Yunzheng went to great lengths to find out the truth. But suddenly, all the trouble he had stirred up died down, and only King Xiao's coffin remained.

She had to prepare for the worst.

How much of the truth does Xiao Yunzheng know? Does he have other plans?

In the Jiangnan literary world, the only family that could compete with the Pei family was the Xiao family.

What if the Xiao family and the Xiao Palace slipped out of her control before she could build up a faction that was loyal to her alone?

A Bao, who was worried, came to his senses and saw Xiao Yunzheng approaching in a wheelchair.

He was quite calm, parked his wheelchair in front of her and invited her in a deep voice.

"Since we meet by chance, let's go shopping together, Po."

In fact, A Bao could roughly guess what Xiao Yunzheng meant by strolling around.

Ninety-nine percent of the time, it involves the throne of Jiangnan.

She first looked at the black-robed uncle: "Just a quarter of an hour, Yun and I..."

Before he finished speaking, a burst of firecrackers suddenly exploded!

Po was frightened badly, but was pulled into a familiar embrace in the next moment.

She looked up in surprise. On the busy street, firecrackers exploded, red paper flew all over the sky, and the air was filled with sacrificial incense.

The black-robed emperor uncle covered her ears tightly with his hands, his eyes gentle and soothing.

"Don't be afraid, they won't dare to bully you."

Hearing this, A Bao suddenly smiled with his eyes curved.

She was always firmly and well protected by him.

While waiting for the crackling sound of firecrackers to pass, she stayed in his arms, smiling slyly, standing on tiptoe, and covering his ears with both hands.

Xiao Yunzheng, who was standing next to him, silently clenched the handle of the wheelchair with a complicated look in his eyes.

There is envy, jealousy, and even a hint of self-mockery.

After a while, the noisy sound of firecrackers finally stopped.

A Bao was just about to say, Uncle, please wait for me, I need to talk to Xiao Yunzheng.

But the black-robed uncle pinched her face and spoke gently.

"Let's chat slowly. I'll go shopping by myself for a while."

After saying this, he walked straight to another stall and started choosing hairpins very carefully.

Seeing this, A Bao looked at Xiao Yunzheng in the wheelchair, thought for a moment, and pointed to the pavilion by the stream in the town, "Let's have some orange tea?"

Xiao Yunzheng's dark eyes concealed complicated thoughts: "Okay."

At the same time, in front of the jewelry stall.

Xuanyuan Fengran picked out a red maple wood hairpin.

When he was playing with it in his hands, the gentleness in the eyes of the black-robed king disappeared without a trace, and he asked coldly: "Did you find out?"

The secret guards of the Haizi tribe, who had been hiding in the crowd, reported with a fist: "We found out. Commander Gu deliberately kept Chuyue for two more days in order to secretly contact the man surnamed Zhao, as well as the two sisters Shanniang and Zhuniang."

Shanniang was the maid in green who had saved Abao on Mengjia Island.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Fengran's expression became even colder.

Over the past few days, no matter how much threats or inducements were used, Shan Niang was unwilling to identify Pei Guichen and Xiao Jingyue as having appeared on Mengjia Island and committed such a heinous crime.

He suspected that there must be something hidden, so he sent secret guards from the Haizi tribe to keep a close eye on the matter.

Sure enough, Shanniang actually took refuge with the Pei family again.

Xuanyuan Fengran was shivering, "What did they talk about?"

The secret guard of the Haizi Department recalled: "After seeing the man surnamed Zhao, Shanniang told the commander of the garrison of Mengjia Island that she had something to tell Her Royal Highness the Princess in person. Because you had already given instructions, the commander of the garrison sent a team of naval soldiers to escort Shanniang and her sister to Bailu Mountain."

"Commander Gu is also traveling with us."

After a pause, the Haizi secret guard hesitated again and again, and said worriedly: "My lord, if we reveal the whereabouts of Her Royal Highness the Princess to Commander Gu, won't something go wrong?"

"Where is Wanwan?" A little girl from the Sex Department who is very good at disguising herself.

"What does the master mean? To have Wanwan disguise herself as Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

Xuanyuan Fengran looked at the other red maple hairpin on the jewelry stall with a cold look in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he handed the two red maple hairpins to the stall owner and asked, "Old man, how much are these two red maple hairpins in total?"

After saying this, Xuanyuan Fengran's icy black eyes silently looked towards the pavilion.

By the pavilion by the stream, a couple was selling orange tea.

It is sweet, thirst-quenching and refreshing.

Xiao Yunzheng bought two bowls and placed them in front of Abao, along with the lotus cakes and ginkgo cakes that he had queued up to buy an hour ago.

"These are the things you loved when you were a kid."

A Bao stared at Xiao Yunzheng warily.

At the same time, the pouring sunlight made the stream sparkle.

After doing this several times, he fell into the water miserably.

She walked silently further and further away from the water.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"..." Xiao Yunzheng did not answer but asked, "Don't you want to try this lotus cake? It tastes the same as when we were kids."

After a moment of silence, Abao put the cloth bag he was carrying on the tea table.

"Uncle Feng Ran, prepare osmanthus candy for me."

"If you eat lotus cakes again, it's not good to eat too many sweets in one day."

The sun is warm and the Mid-Autumn Festival is particularly lively.

But, across the table, Xiao Yunzheng stared at A Bao silently, but felt cold.

It was so cold that it reminded him of the moment he opened the bag.

Inside the bundle was a rosin box inlaid with gold flowers.

And lying alone in the box was the white jade bracelet that had been passed down from the Xiao family.

She took it off.

And he understood very well what she meant.

He, Xiao Yunzheng, is either the King Xiao of Jiangnan or the concubine of the Eastern Palace.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yunzheng stroked the rough edge of the tea bowl with one hand, his face gloomy as he stared at A Bao in silence.

After a while, self-mockery flashed across his desolate black eyes.

He was busy and thought hard about how to control the power of Prince Xiao's Mansion and become the most useful person to her so that he could stay by her side.

But she had already made the choice for him.

So, he said in a deep voice, word by word.

"Even if you are my concubine, I still have a legitimate relationship with you."