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

My heart feels like it's on fire, burning and tormenting.

Xiao Yunzheng recalled the attic in Bailu Mountain many years ago.

The little girl suddenly popped her head out, leaned on the windowsill, and smiled with curved eyebrows: "Cousin Zhengzheng! It's snowing! Don't stay indoors, come out and play! Let's make a snowman!"

At this moment, the white banners all over the yard were splattered with blood.

Blown wildly by the wind and snow on a winter night.

Suddenly, Xiao Jianghe jumped out from the corner of the yard and rushed over with a sharp scream.

A Bao's pupils suddenly tightened, and he saw Xiao Yunzheng dodge Xiao Jianghe, clench the sword in his hand, and chop at the violent zombie with his backhand.

The living Xiao Jianghe was no match for Xiao Yunzheng.

What's more, Xiao Jianghe is dead, so there is no way he can defeat the mad Xiao Yunzheng.

There was a loud bang, and Xiao Jianghe fell down with a loud bang.

The head that was chopped off by Xiao Yunzheng's sword rolled down.

The boy's face was bloody, his eyes were open, and tears of blood were flowing.

A Bao felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, staring at Xiao Yunzheng in horror.

Something is wrong! Why are the people attacking him the Pei family's assassins?

The young man's eyes were bloodshot and crazy, and he killed anyone he saw like a madman.

Po has many, many questions.

Suddenly, Xie Wuai, who came running frantically, shouted loudly: "Be careful! Xiao Yunzheng and Xiao Jianghe have both been poisoned by the old bastard of the Pei family!"

A Bao looked at the bloody corpses on the ground and recalled the night when he first landed on Mengjia Island.

The villagers who were bitten to death by the zombie tide were resurrected.

"Quick! Go back the way you came! Move the thunderbolt from the woodshed!" A Bao pushed Xuan Ji away fiercely: "The thunderbolt may be fake, but it can burn the corpse in the yard!"

Xuan Ji finally came back to her senses and ran away.

Seeing this, Abao grabbed Xie Wuai.

"Zombie poison?! Who told you?"

"As soon as Xiao Jianghe entered the palace, he went crazy and broke free from the chains, and chased into Zheng Zhener's courtyard." Xie Wuai's heartstrings tightened: "Zheng Zhener wants to kill Xiao Jianghe! She also said that Xiao Yunzheng is also a monster! If the two of them don't die tonight, more people will die!!"

A Bao was horrified and looked at Xiao Yunzheng in shock.

When the zombies are poisoned, they start out as bloodthirsty and crazy as animals.

Just like Xiao Yunzheng at this moment.

All I could hear was the snowflakes falling silently, dyeing the eaves of the buildings in the mansion, and the withered flowers on the old trees.

After glancing around, A Bao silently picked up the bow and arrow that had fallen to the ground.

He nocked the arrow, drew the bow, and aimed the tip of the arrow at Xiao Yunzheng's heart.

Ah Bao shouted: "Xiao Yunzheng, stop right there!!"

But Xiao Yunzheng, who was covered in blood, seemed to hear nothing.

The assassins fell to the ground one by one, twitching as if they were trying to get up again.

Xiao Yunzheng cut his neck, and in the flying snow and blood, he looked at A Bao standing at the gate of the courtyard in the distance, and the arrow in her hand.

It felt like my head was being eaten by thousands of bugs and it hurt so much.

Although it is not a zombie poison, the Pei family's poison is still worse than death.

"Why can't you please your father?! Be liked by your father?!"

"You are trash! What's the point of giving birth to you?!"

"That bitch Wen Yan gave birth to a daughter! He was so happy that he got drunk again after several years! As for you, he didn't even want to look at you!!"

The young Yunzheng was pushed to the ground and his forehead hit the corner of the table.

He looked up at his mother blankly, but his vision was blurred by the blood.

All I remember is my mother's hideous face in the bloody scene.

Those words again, why can't they stop? ! !

She is your sister! You have to protect her and take care of her!

You are the older brother, no matter what your sister likes, you must present it to her!!

So, he refused to give up the box of cinnamon sugar chestnut flour cake.

But, whether he likes you or not is never important.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar roar.

"Xiao Yunzheng! Stop it!!"

It was as if someone was trying to awaken his sanity.

A Bao noticed that her hands were shaking.

This was the first time she practiced archery, and her hands were shaking so badly.

"Close the gate!" A Bao shouted as he retreated.

Xie Wuai yelled back: "Sister, you know! The gate can't stop him!!"

Of course she knew that the courtyard gate could not stop Xiao Yunzheng.

A Bao stared at the yard from afar. At this moment, except Xiao Yunzheng, there was no other living person.

Large flakes of light winter snow fell down.

But it couldn't cover up the bloody smell swept in by the wind and snow.

Blood-stained mourning clothes, bloody cold face.

Xiao Yunzheng, holding a sword, stepped over the pool of blood and approached her step by step.

Po's hands were shaking more and more violently.

If we let him out of this palace, he will drag the entire population of Jiangnan City to be buried with him!

The arrow blade cut through her palm, and the arrow stained with her blood was pulled to full force again, aimed at the heart of Xiao Yunzheng, who was holding the bloody sword and approaching her step by step.

A Bao stared at Xiao Yunzheng and released the arrow in his hand.

The first snow under the night is like a net.

But at this moment, he was pierced by an arrow.

Puff, the arrow hit the center of Xiao Yunzheng's heart, blood flowed from the corner of his lips, and the sword in his hand fell.

The complicated pain and despair finally came to an end.

He is no longer a child, and he wants to do what he wants for once.

Xiao Yunzheng looked at Abao in the distance and smiled gently.

It turned out that this was the scene he had been fantasizing about day and night.

Three years ago, he waited for her until dawn on a snowy night in Bailu Mountain, but she never came.

But it doesn’t matter, she is here for the last time we see each other in this life.

His life was complete enough for him to be able to see her tonight.

In the dead silence, Abao was shocked and stunned.

Why did Xiao Yunzheng, who fell down with a loud bang, have such a desperate yet relieved smile?

The winter snow buried Xiao Yunzheng, but she had something in her mind.

Subconsciously, she took a step forward, and a wave of fire swept over.

The smoke was so thick that she started coughing violently.

"This fire shouldn't have burned so quickly!"

Before he finished speaking, Xuanji's face turned pale and she hurried over: "Abao! The front yard funeral hall, the east yard, and the west yard are all filled with kerosene!!"

Soon, the entire Prince Xiao's Mansion was engulfed in flames.

The walls and roofs of the courtyard kept collapsing in front of her, burying him.

But, no one knows.

This was the fire that Xiao Yunzheng prepared personally.

It also engulfed the west courtyard, the study room filled with Abao's portraits.