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

As Abao sneered, a black cloak covered his head.

Yan Haixi said in a low voice: "Don't move, it's Xiao Yunzheng."

Xiao Yunzheng? She pulled hard, lifting the seam of the black cloak.

In the study, Xiao Yunzheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said coldly, "Abao will not let Jingyue go. If you want Jingyue to live, abort the child immediately and send Jingyue away from Jiangnan."

Princess Xiao raised her eyes with disgust and stared at Xiao Yunzheng.

The mother and son faced each other coldly, and both of them were filled with hatred.

For a long while, Princess Xiao secretly thought that she had to hide the matter of betting on Pei Guichen and intending to rebel from Old Wen, but since Jingyue was pregnant, she could show weakness and plead for mercy.

Princess Xiao gritted her teeth to hold back her anger towards her son and pretended to be sad.

There was something she wanted to say not only to Xiao Yunzheng but also to remind her father.

"The child in Jingyue's belly is your nephew."

——That child is his father’s great-grandson, and the first one.

"They say nephews resemble their uncles. Can you really watch that child die?"

——Father, do you really want to see your great-grandson die?

Hearing this, Xiao Yunzheng clenched the handle of his wheelchair tightly, feeling a chill penetrating his bones.

"Father has been loyal to the emperor all his life and has never thought of betraying Daqi."

"The path you are going to take will cost you the entire Xiao Palace and cause your father to bear the stigma of being disloyal and unjust." The young man stared at Princess Xiao sternly: "I won't allow it."

Princess Xiao taunted: "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit."

Elder Wen, who was standing by, felt something was not right.

Then I thought of the Mirror Lake Cottage of that time.

Old Wen, who always pulled his white beard and walked leisurely, frowned and looked particularly intimidating: "Back then, Jingyue falsely accused Abao and the kid from the Zhang family. You told me that it was just a temper tantrum between Jingyue and Abao."

"But if Jingyue is found to have framed the Emperor's daughter, it will not end well."

"When I promised you to keep that secret, you swore to me that Jingyue was just confused for a moment and that I would teach her well in the future and she would never make the same mistake again."

"Now, what's going on?"

When Elder Wen heard this, he felt that Xiao Yunzheng's words clearly meant...

If Jingyue doesn't abort the child, Abao will never stop pursuing her.

Could it be the child, and is it related to Po?

But, Abao couldn't force the child into Jingyue's belly.

Unless he is the child’s biological father and is related to Abao.

Thinking of this, Mr. Wen sighed secretly that the past was happening again.

Jingyue and Abao, the two granddaughters, fell in love with the same man again.

So, who is that strange man?

Mr. Wen thought hard and recalled the Mid-Autumn Festival night.

Is it Yan Shiliu? Or Zhang Lanheng? Or the Man-Slaughtering King?

In the end, I feel like no one.

What's more, Abao swore solemnly that he would not give up anyone except the Butcher King.

How could she suddenly care about another man?

To the extent that Abao was provoked into determinedly fighting with Jingyue?

Mr. Wen was not stupid. After thinking it over again and again, he smelled some clues.

"What did Jingyue do this time?"

"Just tell me, who is the biological father of that child?!"

Elder Wen was furious. He stared at his little daughter, who looked like his late wife, and who was now the elegant and noble Princess Xiao. After a while, he asked, "Since you have concealed the matter of Jinghu Villa, why did you still teach Jingyue to be this bad now?"

Princess Xiao looked embarrassed when being criticized by her old father.

But soon, Princess Xiao squeezed out tears again: "If you want it, then fight for it. Father, did I teach you wrong? Jing'er, I taught you very well."

Old Wen was actually a little dazed.

Princess Xiao was thinking that since she and Jingyue had pledged all the treasures to Pei Guichen, she had to find a way to give birth to the child secretly.

Princess Xiao cried and begged: "Father, you have loved me the most since I was a child."

"What can a father do to help his daughter this time?"

Mr. Wen felt sad when he heard this.

I treat my two sisters with kindness and I think I have never treated them badly.

He even loves his younger daughter more.

Why did things turn out to be such an embarrassing situation now?

At the same time, Abao was slightly stunned.

It turns out that my grandfather also saw through what happened back then.

But, helped to conceal it.

Yan Haixi looked at A Bao who was wrapped in his black cloak.

This was the first time I saw her so distraught.

"Are you sad about what happened back then?" He had also heard a rumor.

But Po shook his head.

"I just feel sad for my mother."

At the beginning, Concubine Wen believed in the matter of Jinghu Cottage without a doubt.

Part of the reason is that Concubine Wen believes it.

They are all granddaughters, so the father will not favor one over the other.

"When my mother punished me to be grounded for half a year, I was even more sad about what she had done wrong to make me stop studying and cause the scandal of flirting with my teacher and having a secret meeting in the middle of the night."

"She blamed herself again, saying that she shouldn't have sent me back to Bailu Mountain."

"But she shouldn't have been so upset."