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

The winter nights in the south of the Yangtze River are getting colder.

When Xuanyuan Fengran opened his eyes again, the other half of the bed was empty.

My heart started beating faster, and when I looked up I saw A-Bao standing in front of the window, in a trance.

He instantly recalled that night when she had hurried back from the outskirts of the city upon hearing the news and was standing in front of the burning Prince Xiao's Mansion with a dazed look on her face.

There was something he wanted to ask, but he didn't know whether he should ask it or not.

In the silence, the black-robed king felt powerless.

There are always some strange places in Jiangnan.

The red maples in late autumn have been stained by the wind and snow of early winter, and her newly awakened black hair is scattered like a waterfall, as if the window pane is a painting.

At this time, Abao finally came to his senses slowly.

It was early morning outside the window and palace servants were sweeping snow.

And next to him was the imperial edict brought by Eunuch Desheng.

Just as Xiao Yunzheng had expected, she requested an imperial decree to confer titles on all twelve sons of the Xiao family in order to weaken the power and wealth of this century-old clan.

But it was precisely because the Xiao family had dominated the south of the Yangtze River for a hundred years.

If the imperial edict is to be implemented smoothly, the resistance it encounters will certainly be extremely difficult.

I never thought that there are only three siblings left in King Xiao's lineage.

And Xiao Linglai had already "committed suicide to prove his innocence" and is no longer alive.

Therefore, as long as she read out the imperial edict in her hand, the control of Prince Xiao's Mansion would fall into the hands of Xiao Liu and Xiao Shi, and she could use Xiao Liu and Xiao Shi as puppets to firmly control Prince Xiao's Mansion.

But the imperial edict in her hand reminded her of...

The look Xiao Yunzheng gave her before he died.

Abao, who was full of worries, sprinkled some food into the fish tank, causing the fish to happily wag their tails.

She raised the corners of her lips and tried hard to smile, but failed.

Suddenly, my shoulders felt slightly heavy.

A Bao raised his eyes along the black fox fur coat and saw the black-robed emperor's uncle frowning with worry.

"What are you thinking about?"

"nothing."

There was a moment of dead silence, and A Bao tried to change the subject: "The women's academy that Feng Sui and the Lu family have been discussing happens to start classes today. Shall we go take a look later?"

"Now that you have appeared in Jiangnan as the crown prince, if you go there, it will only make the Women's Academy more eye-catching." Xuanyuan Fengran raised his hand and gently tidied up the messy black hair on Abao's shoulders, then he put his arm around her waist and reminded her in a gentle voice.

"It even caused fear and suppression from Yuan Shoufu's group."

Hearing this, A Bao understood and remained silent.

The imperial examination for women in her previous life had exhausted all her efforts.

But despite her tough and ruthless methods, it was not until the seventh year of her reign that she was able to reopen the imperial examination for women and restore it to a permanent system. To do this, she even offended the cornerstone of the Great Qi government, that is, the literary forces in Jiangnan.

However, she thought a lot during the fifty years she was trapped in the underground palace of the mausoleum.

The imperial examination for women is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

And in this reborn life, she can learn from the lessons of her past life and prepare for the future.

We will take it step by step first and open a girls' academy.

In a flash, he took the pot away.

Those so-called powerful questions such as "They only study the rules for women in the boudoir and practice embroidery and needlework, how can we select talented people?" will surely be refuted.

But in the correspondence, she and Feng Sui were busy for nearly two months, and after several failures, when the girls' academy was finally established, she was not able to take a look at it. It really made her discouraged, not to mention that she really needed to be busy at this time.

However, a pair of fierce hands with taut veins pressed on her shoulders.

She stared at her uncle in confusion.

But he comforted me: "You have done very well."

Before she finished speaking, the black-robed uncle rubbed her head encouragingly.

At this moment, the corners of A Bao's eyes were red, but his gaze was firm.

"Forget it. I don't want to be quick."

"Using the pen as a blade, I will wait for them to meet for the first time in Taiji Hall."

And Abao, who was so full of fighting spirit, made the black-robed king's heart tremble slightly.

Suddenly, Abao was embraced by the black-robed uncle.

She was instantly surrounded by the ebony and deep fragrance that belonged only to her uncle. She leaned against his sturdy chest and looked up in surprise. Her nervous and panicked heart actually slowly calmed down.

Just like the silent companionship over the past few days.

It can give her more comfort than a thousand words.

In silence, A Bao slowly put his arms around his uncle.

It was not until a long, long time later that she was completely surrounded by the warmth of his arms.

Abao finally pursed his lips and smiled very lightly.

The black-robed uncle closed the window, picked her up and held her horizontally, his voice hoarse.

"It's still early, let's sleep a little longer."