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

Many years ago, when Po was still a little girl, she was curious about gods.

The Xuanyuan Emperor's strange flowers include not only the failed Emperor Xianling in his cultivation of immortality, but also the princess who is obsessed with the moon fairy...

On a bright spring day with a vast blue sky, little Abao looked at the untouchable sea of ​​clouds and asked foolishly, "Little uncle! Are there really gods in the sky? Are gods like the courtiers in the Taiji Palace, each with their own duties?"

"Oh, and there's more! According to legends, all gods are handsome!"

Little Abao held his face in his hands, his black and bright eyes curved with a smile, "Will they be as good-looking as the little uncle?"

Sitting next to the porch pillar, Xuanyuan Fengran, who was carefully peeling sugar-roasted chestnuts with his head down, paused slightly.

Deep in his black eyes, there flashed a hint of an unconcealable smile.

"A Bao believes in the existence of gods..." Xuanyuan Fengran rubbed his little girl's head and smiled gently and dotingly: "There must be gods."

Hearing this, A-Bao took a peeled sugar chestnut from the hand extended by his little uncle and took a bite of it happily: "Actually, it doesn't matter what other gods are! But these two gods must be real!"

At that time, Xuanyuan Fengran, who had not yet become the lord of the Northern Frontier and the black-robed king, used an indulgent tone to match his little Abao's wild imagination: "Only two? Then, they must have been carefully selected by little Abao."

"Of course!" Little Abao said excitedly, "The most important thing is that the God of Wealth must be there! I can pray to him and ask him to bless me to make a lot of money in the future."

Xuanyuan Fengran's thin lips suddenly lifted up, and his smile deepened: "My Abao is actually a little money-grubber."

"I want to travel around the world in the future!" Little Abao vowed: "How can I do that without money! And I..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Xuanyuan Fengran raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly.

However, he did not wait for the second half of her sentence.

Little Abao changed the subject awkwardly: "Besides, I'm thirsty! Little uncle! I want green plum wine!"

That was a huge secret that belonged to her alone and no one else could know.

She knew that her uncle Feng Ran was no ordinary man; she also hoped that the barbarian rebellion would end in his hands in the future.

But the historical records in Wenyuan Pavilion are all lessons from the past.

On the imperial throne in the Taiji Palace, there are always people in the court and the country who don't want to see the young uncle Feng Ran monopolizing the military power of the Northern Frontier.

Food, weapons, charcoal and cotton robes to keep warm...

She has to earn a lot of money to help Uncle Feng Ran!

But, she is still young!

Such an arrogant and presumptuous thought cannot be spoken.

Seeing the little girl hesitating, Xuanyuan Fengran did not force her, but asked gently: "So, who is the second immortal that Xiao Abao mentioned?"

Who would have thought that his question would make little Abao, who had just spoken so arrogantly, embarrassed.

“…That, that’s my secret too!”

The little girl was holding a bottle of green plum wine that was full of alcohol. Although she was not drunk, her eyes were bright and there was a layer of rouge at the corners of her eyes.

The God of Marriage must be real!

In this way, she had one thing to pray for devoutly.

Please let her and her lover be together for the rest of their lives.

Stay together until old age and never forget each other.

"My little Abao finally has a secret." Xuanyuan Fengran still maintained a gentle smile.

It seems that the little girl is moved.

But who is that person?

The nephew mentioned by Empress Wen, the Prince Xiao from Jiangnan?

Or was it Young Marquis Xie who always played with her, always conspired with her to be naughty and mischievous, and always climbed up the roof and robbed the tiles?

It couldn't be Yan Haixi, who had escorted her back to the tent after she got lost...

However, even if you only meet each other once, it is possible to fall in love at first sight.

Thoughts came to his mind, and the hands hidden in the sleeves of his black robe clenched quietly.

A drop of blood rolled down from the palm of his hand and sank into the black robe, leaving no trace.

"No matter what the legend says, and no matter whether there are gods or not..." Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his head and stared at the little girl who was leaning against his side and holding Qingmei Niang and smiling foolishly, "Little Abao, all your wishes will come true."

I will help you achieve your wish, no matter what the means and at any cost.

When he came to his senses, his whole body was already soaked in the blood of the giant beast. Po raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face and said calmly, "The world has changed a lot. Thousands of years ago, this continent might have had beauty and vitality that we have never seen."

"But I don't care."

At this moment, Abao missed her uncle Feng Ran especially.

He didn't have to do anything, as long as he was by her side, it was good enough.

"I already had a god many years ago."

In the silence, the masked man in black discovered that what the princess, the crown prince of the empire said about not caring about immortality was actually true.

Gripping the sword tightly in his hand, he felt more and more that the princess was a little crazy.

However, he listened to Princess Daqi's kind advice.

"Eternal life is unpredictable, so I urge you to cherish the present moment."

Hearing this, the sword rang and the masked man in black approached her step by step.

"If you don't try, how do you know it really doesn't exist?"