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

But after a moment's silence, Pei Guichen seemed to have thought of something and his expression became even colder.

"Send her back to Xijiang quietly."

"Before Shanniang does anything, take her back."

The shadow guard took the order seriously, but before leaving, he encountered an accident.

Even his own indifferent master would be dazed and absent-minded.

Following his line of sight, I found that he was staring at the oil-paper umbrella in the rain.

The heavier autumn rain filled the sky, covering the blue bricks and gray tiles.

Amid the sound of the dripping rain, Pei Guichen vaguely recalled that in his previous life, he had actually seen Abao having fun in the rain once.

But at that time, he thought...

Like Xiao Jingyue, Abao likes playing in water.

The shadow guard tried to hold it in for a while, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer and asked cautiously, "Master, have your doubts been resolved today?"

Hearing this, Pei Guichen looked at Xiao Yunzheng again.

The prince sitting in a wheelchair in the rain made him look cold and cruel, and he said stubbornly: "It is far from enough."

Just based on what Xiao Yunzheng said just now——Abao.

It is far from certain that he found the wrong girl.

He remembered the temptation he had once put on Xiao Jingyue.

And Xiao Jingyue knew very well what happened in the ruined temple that year.

She cooked rice porridge for him and fed it to him personally even though he was seriously ill.

When she unexpectedly encountered robbers, she took great pains to hide him under the Buddhist shrine in the ruined temple, hoping that he could escape safely.

When she was forced to leave, she left him her remaining rations.

These details couldn't possibly have been told to Xiao Jingyue by Abao.

Under the eaves, the autumn rain is getting heavier and dripping.

Pei Guichen lowered his eyes and stroked the water orchid on the corner of his handkerchief vigorously.

That day, Xiao Jingyue explained that this was a piece of embroidery that she had damaged when she first started practicing it, but she kept it with her to remind herself to continue practicing diligently.

This explanation makes perfect sense.

But, I couldn't help but assume.

In past and present lives, Abao's embroidery is always hard to describe.

Pei Guichen had a gloomy face and couldn't help thinking again, what if this handkerchief belonged to Abao.

That’s true. It makes sense.

So we have to find more evidence.

Pei Guichen clenched his handkerchief tightly, his expression sinister: "Find them."

Hearing this, the shadow guard remembered his master's previous instructions, clasped his fists and left.

In a corner of the corridor farther away, the old butler secretly observed the situation and waited until he was sure that the danger was over before he stepped forward cautiously and gave a warning.

"Master, Prince Xiao is still waiting."

"Do you want to see him again?"

Hearing this, Pei Guichen carefully put the handkerchief into his sleeve.

The goal has been achieved, so there is naturally no need to see each other again.

But Prince Xiao's Mansion has been haunted recently, which has greatly hindered his plans.

"Tell Xiao Yunzheng the news that Commander Gu brought."

Upon hearing this, the old butler thought about informing the master of the house and immediately left.

Pei Guichen looked at the old butler's hurried back and sneered.

On the night of the auction, he saw Abao in the brothel, and soon after that, Prince Xiao's Mansion was embroiled in a haunted scandal. It is not difficult to guess that it was Abao who bribed the Rakshasa Buddha in the brothel.

However, what Abao wants is by no means as simple as taking control of Prince Xiao's Mansion.

Pei Guichen's expression grew colder. This time, she was probably planning to completely eliminate the hidden power threat posed by Prince Xiao's Mansion among the Jiangnan gentry and conquer Jiangnan.

If Xiao Yunzheng was sensible, he would know that he should join forces with him.

And the den of vengeance at this moment is the top-floor box.

After the payment was made, A Bao watched Bai Cha leave and turned to look at the tense figure of the black-robed emperor's uncle. The small black Kui doll in his hand was still cute and adorable, but his profile shrouded in the dim candlelight was filled with sadness and anger.

In silence, Abao clenched the letter tightly.

There is indeed something fishy about white tea.

How dare she write a letter in the voice of the deposed Queen of Qin, instigating her uncle to avenge his so-called biological father, King Gesa, and regain the barbarian throne?

If so, she didn't know the secrets of the barbarian royal family.

Doesn't that mean that Baicha has deceived me completely?

Liu Ruyi, who usually doesn't ask questions, was shocked by how involved this matter was. She asked in confusion, "Why did we let Bai Cha go? Why not just arrest her and torture her?"

A Bao: "Only after putting in the white tea can we know what she wants to do with my blood."

Having said that, she thought of the sick black cat.

I already had a vague guess about the outcome.

But what made her even more alert was

The bronze square box that was abandoned after the Qin Dynasty resembles the mysterious runes on Mengjia Island.

But for a moment, she couldn't explain why.

Driven by curiosity, Po moved closer to the mysterious rune.

Unexpectedly, after staring at it for too long, the rune turned out to be like a ferocious beast, roaring and opening its bloody mouth towards her, scaring her so much that she instantly stepped back.

But a big hand covered her eyes in time and held her in his arms. A familiar ebony scent instantly enveloped her, deep and quiet, making her hug the man's waist and hide in his gentle arms.

Xuanyuan Fengran calmed down after being touched by A Bao's arrogance, and then heard A Bao muttering distressedly, "Uncle, you are finally willing to pay attention to me."

Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his eyes sadly, but still rubbed Abao's head soothingly.

I had anticipated and prepared for my background to be used in this way.

But he still wanted to wait for her to coax him.

Just comfort him a little and he'll be fine.

However, the bronze square box seemed to attract her attention more.

Suddenly, A Bao raised his eyes, poked his face carefully, and coaxed him in a gentle voice: "You can hold my hand, lean on my shoulder, and I will accompany you through any difficult sea of ​​fire and sword. Uncle Feng Ran, please be happy, okay?"

In a tight and intimate hug, with only his clear eyes and bright and warm smile, Xuanyuan Fengran's worries were finally completely soothed by them.

The black-robed King kneaded Po into his bones and blood, hugging him tighter.

There are countless uncertainties in the world.

But he increasingly believed in one thing.

That is, he has the best Po.