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

Xiao Jingyue's crying suddenly stopped.

Xiao Yunzheng was silent for a while and then asked again.

"If Po died in the ruined temple without medicine, I would die too."

"Have you ever thought about this, Jingyue?"

Xiao Jingyue started crying again and stared at Xiao Yunzheng with tears streaming down her face.

"Brother, I was just too scared at the time."

"I heard that King Feng Ran personally led the black-armored guards of the Northern Frontier Iron Cavalry to come here. They are now guarding the attic in the backyard, waiting for Abao to wake up." Tears rolled down the little girl's cheeks, and she cried more desperately: "I have heard that King Feng Ran eats raw meat and drinks blood, and is cruel and bloodthirsty."

"If he knew I accidentally tripped Po, he would kill me!"

"Don't say the word 'accidentally' again." Xiao Yunzheng understood what was going on, and only felt the bitter taste of the medicine sweeping over him, making his heart burn like fire.

Suddenly, Xiao Jingyue knelt down in front of the sickbed, tightly grasping the corner of his sleeve, and cried, "Father hates Mother to begin with. If he knew that I had made such a big mistake, he would definitely vent his anger on Mother again! If he takes the opportunity to divorce Mother, what should I do?"

"Please, elder brother, don't abandon me and my mother."

For the first time, Xiao Yunzheng experienced how the days passed by felt like years.

He lowered his head and looked at Xiao Jingyue who was kneeling on the ground, her face pale from crying.

After a long silence, "You don't need to worry about this."

If we kill all the bandits before they testify, the dilemma can be solved.

Afterwards, A Bao alone accused Xiao Jingyue of harming her.

Without any witnesses, there is no evidence at all.

Just like Xiao Jingyue told him just now, everyone would be careless in a life-and-death crisis.

But someone found the bandits before him.

And kill them all without leaving any one behind.

After several years, Xiao Yunzheng didn't want to think about that embarrassing past, but he had to admit it.

One wrong step leads to another and there is no way back.

Coming back to his senses, Xiao Yunzheng stared at Pei Guichen in silence.

A beam of dazzling sunset light shone through the dilapidated window pane, dividing the armless Buddha statue's compassionate flower holding a flower into light and dark. The young man in a white robe stood in the shadow, his calm expression suddenly revealing an ambiguous chuckle.

The evil ghost laughed, and it was creepy.

"The little beggar didn't see clearly who saved him."

"When he woke up, all he had was the handkerchief the little girl used to bandage his wound."

"Then there are some medicines and food supplies that the little girl left behind when she returned to the ruined temple after the bandits left." After he finished speaking, the young man in white robe took the three incense sticks handed to him by the shadow guard.

The fire starter was blown up, and the flames jumped faintly.

Reflecting the sharp eyelashes of the young man in white robe after he lowered his eyes.

He still clearly remembers the wish he made to the Buddha statue at that time.

One day, I will find the little girl in the white dress, as gentle as the moonlight.

He would repay her.

The handkerchief used to bandage his wound was the token of trust.

The fragrance was lingering around, and the young man in white robes looked reluctant to leave: "The little beggar transformed into a beautiful woman surrounded by flowers, but I couldn't find her anywhere, until one day, I saw a painting in my friend's study."

"And according to my friend, the woman in the painting is his sister."

"Then, I happened to arrive at the Jiangnan Poetry Festival."

"He mustered up the courage to step forward and try to identify himself with his savior."

"Miss Xiao was very surprised and delighted."

"She said, it turns out that the little beggar I saved in the ruined temple was you."

Pei Guichen smiled horrifyingly: "And he returned her handkerchief."

“She also said, ‘Since it has fallen into your hands, it is yours.’”

"She said this, and it pleased him very much."

Hearing this, Xiao Yunzheng looked calm, apparently not surprised at all.

Pei Guichen turned around and looked up at the rusty Buddha statue. The lingering fragrance in his hands outlined the scenes of the past in front of him.

With blood boiling in his throat, Pei Guichen continued, "He has confirmed it with his friends."

"And his good friend, tell him."

"The woman in the painting is indeed his sister."

"And his sister came back to the academy, still mumbling that someone was injured and begging him to save them."

He thought that Xiao Yunzheng didn't know about the old story of the dilapidated temple, and didn't know that he had met Xiao Jingyue at the Jiangnan Poetry Meeting. That's why he believed what Xiao Yunzheng said after being asked indirectly.

"You know everything, actually."

Pei Guichen's eyes were as sharp as cold blades, making people afraid.

Xiao Yunzheng, however, remained silent.

Pei Guichen's mind was filled with Xiao Jingyue's grievances and complaints from his previous life.

"Jing'er likes to be spontaneous, unlike cousin Abao who always pretends to be nice and nice."

"Brother Guichen, I want to make a bet with you, okay?"

"If you mention the ruined temple to cousin Abao and thank her for saving you, based on Jing'er's understanding of cousin Abao, she will definitely claim the credit."

Thinking of this, Pei Guichen couldn't help but laugh at himself.

But as they got to know each other better, the Abao he knew was not like what Xiao Jingyue had described.

At that time, he actually thought that maybe he could take a gamble.

As a result, A Bao, who heard the old story of the dilapidated temple, stood on tiptoe, patted his shoulder with great satisfaction, and smiled with curved eyebrows: "Xuan Ji always reminds me not to pick up random men. But, there are always exceptions!"

"The snail I picked up has grown taller and is here to repay my gratitude!"

Pei Guichen clenched the three incense sticks in his hands. He felt that the Buddha statue in front of him was holding a flower and smiling, mocking his pitifulness and sadness.

Obviously, the Buddha heard his wish.

But it was ridiculous that he even hated her lying because of this.

And, in the bushes outside the temple wall.

A Bao suddenly realized that there were Xuanyuan Fengran, Zhang Lanheng, Xie Wuai, and Xuanji.

They all looked towards her at the same time.

Either sighing or feeling sad, they clearly saw her as a poor little thing being bullied.

"Are you the one being taken advantage of? Do the Xiao brothers and sisters want to take advantage of you alone?" Xuanji even pinched her face with pity, "I told you long ago! Do good things and leave your name behind!"

Abao felt the same way and nodded vigorously.