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

Half an hour later, the young man in white robe successfully left Yueqin Island.

There were no ambushes or encirclements, and no secret guards following us.

The black boat left the dock, and the young man in white robe turned around to look at the plaque of the brothel.

The black and gold flag of Pixiu fluttered in the night.

After a moment's silence, the young man in white robe whispered instructions to the guards in the dark.

"Keep an eye on the brothel, every move, every detail."

At the same time, as the young man in white robe was flipping through the invitation, a colorless and odorless medicine appeared between his fingers, attracting a silver firefly to fall on the bow of the boat, then turn black and leave no trace.

In the tower of the brothel, Abao watched the white-robed young man's boat sail away.

Behind him, Liu Ruyi knocked on the door and came in.

First, he glanced at the couch inconspicuously.

The black-robed king patiently played the wooden stick stacking game with the child.

But Liu Ruyi thought of the bloodstains in the dark room, shuddered silently, lowered her eyes and saluted: "Madam, the man in the Hu family's box wants to see the owner of the brothel."

"I thought that person came here for the auction."

"The person I'm seeking to see is you."

Hearing this, A Bao clenched the slightly hot glass cup in his hand.

Xuanji was curious: "You just said that Baicha replaced the young master of the Hu family?"

A Bao saw that Xuan Ji was hesitant to speak, "Why?"

Taking a deep breath, Xuanji sighed: "Bai Cha is so beautiful, and the Jialuo Crown Prince Bai Zhe is her twin brother from the same mother, isn't he equally beautiful?"

This sentence reminded Abao of Baizhe in his previous life.

Exquisite eyebrows and eyes from a foreign land, and a peerless appearance.

"Indeed, it is beautiful." Po murmured.

Xuanji suddenly realized and asked in surprise, "You said before that Envoy Jialuo has submitted a petition and Crown Prince Baizhe will soon go to the imperial capital to marry you?"

"October 10th." A Bao recalled, "According to the time, they should be on their way."

At the same time, the black-robed uncle looked at Abao with complicated eyes.

The little girl standing by the window was silent and thoughtful.

Wanwan was outspoken and asked curiously, "Does Madam like Bai Zhe?"

The black-robed uncle secretly tensed up in an instant.

However, Abao stared at the Hu family box and remained silent.

Baizhe is like the white porcelain vases that the old emperor collected in his treasury.

The porcelain body is delicate and flawless; the painted patterns are exquisitely crafted.

But she always felt that it was a kind of beauty with a coldness.

What's more, broken porcelain can be used to kill people.

After a while, A Bao studied it carefully and finally came to a conclusion.

"I like him." She sighed, "He is so handsome, who can not like him?"

The black-robed uncle's movements were unsteady, and the building blocks fell to the ground with a crash.

His little girl's tone was obviously very frank.

But he was still unhappy.

However, Xiao Jing'er became happy.

"Uncle Wangye, you lose!"

Xuanyuan Fengran rubbed his little head, but looked at Abao and smiled.

"Well, you are really amazing."

The noise brought A Bao back to his senses. He turned around and followed the sound, only to be met with the dark gaze of his uncle. He couldn't help but frown: Is his uncle angry?

Liu Ruyi, sensing an undercurrent, enjoyed watching the fun.

Pretending to be confused, Liu Ruyi asked, "If that's the case, for the sake of Crown Prince Baizhe, Madam should go to see the person in the box?"

Hearing this, A Bao seemed to be thinking about something and stared at his uncle inquiringly.

"She wants to see the owner of the brothel." After a pause, A Bao, still thinking about her suspicion, asked tentatively, "How about asking the uncle to pretend?"

Wanwan subconsciously let out a puzzled cry.

Is this even possible? Are you playing with nesting dolls here?

Liu Ruyi secretly complained that it was difficult to be in charge these days.

But Liu Ruyi still smiled: "This is a good idea."

"The Lord is not here at the moment. I would like to ask King Feng Ran to help me pretend and find out the intention of that person. I believe the Lord will not blame me if he knows."

Upon hearing this, A Bao stared at his uncle more seriously.

Little did she know that the little movement of pinching her fingers when she was nervous had already been noticed by him.

Why is she nervous? What did she discover?

The black-robed king, feeling doubtful, stared at Abao silently.

After a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "Of course, okay."

Half an hour later, the woman with her face covered by a white veil was invited into the box.

Based on the location, she was sure that this was not the top-floor box she had set her eyes on before, but having passed through countless secret doors just now, she had no idea where she was.

There was a screen in the middle of the box.

The winding, mottled dark red looked like splattered blood.

The cold and gloomy feeling in the air climbed up my spine.

In the dead silence, a meaningful smile appeared in the woman's autumn eyes.

"I have heard of the great name of Rakshasa Buddha for a long time. It is a great honor to see him today."

A voice sounded from behind the screen, very deep and cold.

"Garra, princess?"