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

As the night deepened, Abao was coaxed to sleep by his uncle Feng Ran.

The next day, after drinking a bowl of ginger and old duck soup, he felt full of energy again.

In the afternoon, Xuan Ji, who got the news, moved in with A Bao.

After entering the Gongyue Gate, you will see a backyard paved with bluestone slabs, with scattered shadows of trees and blooming autumn flowers. There is not only an old osmanthus tree, but also fruits and vegetables. The pavilion beside the pond is planted with a patch of Abao's favorite grape vines.

At this moment, Abao was lying in the rocking chair under the vine.

The hustle and bustle in Jiangnan City makes life in the villa seem even more comfortable.

As autumn deepens, the sunlight also brings a sense of laziness.

A Bao raised his hand and looked at Jin Ri through his fingers.

Xuanji sat down beside him, eating melon seeds while looking at Xiaojinger squatting under the shade of a tree: "Are you responsible for taking care of him recently?"

"Zhang Lanheng's vacation is over, and his official duties are getting busier, so he left Xiao Jing'er to me for the time being." A Bao chuckled and looked at the crying child who was pulled up by Xuanyuan Fengran in the early morning under the shade of the tree. "By the way, please ask my uncle to teach Xiao Jing'er the swordsmanship."

"What is this?" Xuanji was flipping through the thick copybook next to the tea table.

Ah Bao recalled that when he was young, he was supervised by Zhang Lanheng to practice calligraphy. He said with lingering fear: "Zhang Lanheng left it for Xiao Jing'er, asking me to urge him to practice calligraphy seriously."

Hearing this, Xuanji stood up and walked towards Xiaojing'er.

"He is proficient in both civil and military affairs. Censor Zhang is very well educated."

After sighing, Xuanji touched Xiao Jing'er's little head with pity: "But it's okay for Zhang Yushi to strive for the top, but how old is Xiao Jing'er? What a cruel heart."

Ah Bao looked at Xiao Jing'er, who had experienced the sufferings of the world early on, nodded with deep sympathy, and waved to Xiao Jing'er, "You've been squatting for more than half an hour. Come over and drink some sour plum soup, eat some lotus root cakes, and have a good rest."

With tears in her eyes, Xiao Jing'er shook her head firmly: "I don't want to rest."

Xuanji looked at Abao, shrugged, spread her hands, and mouthed the words.

I guess he was afraid that his father would blame him for not working hard.

Seeing this, Abao stood up and took the child back to the tea couch.

"I'm your father's immediate superior, and he has to listen to me!" As he said that, A Bao wiped Xiao Jing'er's tears, "Don't be afraid. If I say take a break, then take a break."

After all, he was a child, and he didn't want to practice martial arts.

After eating and drinking her fill, Xiao Jing'er happily fell into a deep sleep holding the book.

In the pavilion, the autumn wind blows and the sun shines warmly.

A Bao tucked in the quilt for Xiao Jing'er, then he looked at Xuan Ji with a distracted look: "Tell me, you've been hesitant since you came in, it can't be that the business has gone bankrupt, right?"

"More terrifying than that—" Xuanji took a deep breath: "It's a miscarriage."

"What?" A Bao was caught off guard by the news. He stared at Xuan Ji's abdomen in horror and asked anxiously, "Does Xie Wuai know?!"

Xuanji was speechless: "It's not me! It's Xiao Linglai!"

Princess Xiao put forward a scapegoat.

There is indeed someone in Prince Xiao's palace who is secretly pregnant.

But that person was not Xiao Jingyue, but Xiao Linglai.

Xuanji told Xie Wuai what he had secretly discovered.

When Xiao Linglai was visiting Zuixiang Pavilion, he got off the carriage and fell.

She had a miscarriage on the spot and her skirt was stained red with blood.

Although Wu Su was not mentioned at all, the version of the story that reached Abao's ears through word of mouth was the one who secretly communicated with Wu Su through letters, and that was also Xiao Linglai.

Fearing that the affair would be exposed, Xiao Linglai framed her sister Xiao Jingyue.

After saying this, Xuanji hinted: "Does it sound familiar?"

A Bao sneered: "Of course it sounds familiar. The last person to be framed in this way was me."

Anyway, it was never Xiao Jingyue who was wrong.

After closing his eyes for a while, Abao finally calmed down.

Xiao Linglai, the third young lady of Prince Xiao's Mansion.

She thought about it for a long time, but her impression of Xiao Linglai only stayed at that after Xiao Jingyue was conferred the title, some small families in Jiangnan planned to curry favor with the queen's family and came to ask for Xiao Linglai's hand in marriage. However, Xiao Yunzheng suddenly arranged for Xiao Linglai to marry a scholar.

Later, Xiao Linglai followed the scholar back to his hometown and there was no news of him since then.

Thinking of this, Abao hesitated.

If Xiao Linglai was innocent, she couldn't just stand by and watch.

Xiao Linglai was asked to bear an irrelevant stigma and marry a strange scholar.

Just as he was thinking about it, Su Fengyue came towards him from afar with an anxious look on his face.

"Wu Su is engaged to Xiao Linglai."

A Bao and Xuan Ji were shocked and looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

When the secret guards of the Haizi Department reported back, the matter became clearer.

As soon as Xiao Jingyue asked Wu Su for help, Wu Su agreed to marry Xiao Linglai.

In this way, the embarrassing rumors were confirmed.

The one who had an affair with Wu Su was Xiao Linglai.

In the dead silence, A Bao spoke with difficulty: "Xiao Linglai is willing to destroy his own future to help Xiao Jingyue?"

It's easy enough to fake a miscarriage.

But the subsequent marriage also required Xiao Linglai's cooperation.

The secret guard of the Haizi Department was filled with righteous indignation: "Your Highness! In fact, Xiao Linglai was also framed. You ordered your subordinates to closely monitor everyone in the Xiao Palace, so I sent secret guards to lurk around Xiao Linglai. Earlier, the secret guards specially reported back."

"Xiao Linglai fell down at the entrance of Zui Xiang Pavilion because he was pushed."

"The maidservant prepared blood in advance and found the right moment to secretly pour it on Xiao Linglai."

"At this point, his reputation is ruined, and Xiao Linglai's biological mother is threatening to commit suicide. Xiao Linglai has no choice but to swallow his anger and agree to the marriage."

Hearing this, Su Fengyue volunteered.

"Maybe, I should go talk to Wu Su?"

"Wu Su is just an idiot, why bother arguing with him." A Bao silently calculated the time to close the net, his expression was extremely cold: "I have my own arrangements."