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

Many years ago, there was a female slave in Tianxiangting who attempted to assassinate Pei Nanshan.

The young boy Pei Guichen, who happened to be standing nearby at the time, was grabbed by his biological father and used as a meat shield.

That sword almost took the life of the young Pei Guichen.

The panic and pain of the young boy Pei Guichen, whose life was hanging by a thread, were turned a blind eye by his biological father.

"What is father and son? I am the father and you are the son."

"To die for your father is both your filial piety and your honor."

The boy struggled to survive, hoping to get even a little bit of care from his mother.

But all I could get from my mother was a light-hearted reply, "It's a pity that he didn't die."

"This worthless life is indeed long."

The matter did not end there, as the biological father fell in love with the slave girl at first sight.

Not only did he save the slave girl's life, he also went to great lengths to please her until he brought her into his room.

Now, that slave girl is Pei Nanshan’s favorite concubine.

After many years of disappointment, the boy accepted the cruel arrangement of fate.

But he never expected that one day, when he woke up, he would see someone guarding his bed.

Although it was the middle of winter, the sunlight that day was surprisingly warm, enveloping her smiling eyes with concern and surprise.

"Buddha bless you! You are alive!!"

"I will go to the temple tomorrow to fulfill my vow! I will pray to the Buddha to make you get better soon!"

The heart-scalding smiling eyes made his darkness and meanness even more clearly apparent.

Master Pei was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, he remembered the little girl he met in the dilapidated temple.

Pei Guichen was so delirious from the fever that he could no longer tell what day it was.

If she had not left the dilapidated temple.

Perhaps when he opened his eyes, she would also smile and look forward to it like this - he finally survived.

"The medicine is still hot, drink it slowly."

"I saw you frowned when you drank the medicine last time, so this time, I followed my habit and added half a spoonful of osmanthus honey."

Master Pei stared down at the white porcelain spoon in the princess's hand. The steaming medicine was black.

On Mount Futu, in the dog cage, and on the White Bone Peak.

Taking medicine was as common as drinking water, and no one dared to say a bitter word.

But the little princess was serious and concerned: "If you think it's not sweet enough, I have prepared a lot of maltose! What flavor do you like? Red ginseng? Mu fruit? Or green dates? Originally there was osmanthus, but I used it to make wine."

No one told him that the little princess was neither spoiled nor willful.

On the contrary, she is a very outgoing little chatterbox.

It was a cold and snowy winter that year.

"The sun is shining brightly. Let me hold your arm and let's go for a walk, shall we?"

"Old Doctor Zhang said you need to move around a bit. Just in time, two little lion cubs were born in Shanglinyuan. Shall we take a look at them?"

The hand she stretched out to him was soft and warm.

Master Pei remained silent. He had made all preparations to deceive her into accepting his true feelings.

But she was surprised that he was so gullible.

There was a snowfall in the afternoon, and the mountains were covered with white.

The small courtyard on the top of the mountain was invaded by the coolness. Listening to the howling wind and snow, no matter how many fire pots there were, they could not stop the chill in my heart.

Is this where you grew up?

A Bao looked around the room carefully, then retracted his gaze and looked at Pei Guichen quietly, asking silently.

In her previous life, she had accompanied him back to Pei’s house in Huainan once.

The small courtyard on the east side is decorated in a standard manner, neither luxurious nor simple.

But at that time, she inexplicably felt that the small courtyard was so new and clean that it had no sense of worldly affairs.

And he, who was standing next to her, was not familiar with the small courtyard.

Abao hesitated and silently pulled the fire basket closer to the bed.

Suddenly, the man with a high fever became confused and dreamed about something, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

It sank into the pillow, leaving behind faint tear marks.

"A Bao...if I really, if I really saved you..."

Hearing this, A Bao was slightly stunned.

She lowered her eyes and stared at her wrist which was red from his grip. She frowned and endured the pain, then she laughed lightly and mockingly.

In his previous life, Pei Guichen saved her from the assassin, but that was a lie.

But six hours ago, it was Pei Guichen from this previous life who did save her once.

The huge rock fell with a loud bang. If Pei Guichen had not knocked her down in time, she would have been smashed into a meat patty.

In the sad silence, A Bao tried to pry Pei Guichen's hands open.

Just then, Shadow Guard Vulture came in to change the medicine.

A Bao quickly let go, stood up and walked back to the head of the bed, standing there alertly.

Shadow Guard Vulture applied medicine and bandaged the wound while saying, "I saw what happened just now."

Hearing this, she immediately thought of how she had just looked around the room, trying to find clues to the jade slip that might contain treasures.

A Bao was silently nervous, his mind racing, and was about to make an excuse.

"When that masked man in black attacked, it was thanks to you that you stood in front of the young master." Seeing that his young master was still sleeping, Shadow Guard Vulture sighed sadly and advised: "But I saw you secretly holding the young master's hand just now, and I must tell you a cruel truth."

"You have to calm down. Don't expect more."

A Bao was confused: "Huh?"

Shadow Guard Vulture kindly reminded: "Do you know how the eldest master got this wound on his chest?"

I stabbed him. Abao silently complained.

In the dead silence, Shadow Guard Vulture took a deep breath and said, "The one with eyes that look like yours was the one who stabbed her."

"Originally, this wound should have healed long ago, but every time the eldest master stabbed the wound again when it was almost healed."

“Over and over again.”

"Is he crazy?" Po blurted out.

Shadow Guard Vulture felt more and more uncomfortable the more he thought about it: "The eldest master once said..."

"She gave it to him. Whether it can be cured depends on her permission."

Hearing this, A Bao looked in horror at Pei Guichen, who was trapped in the bed by a high fever and nightmare.

All the sharpness in his body had disappeared, and he lay there weakly, quiet, docile, and defenseless.

But Abao felt that the bleeding wound on his heart that had not yet healed made her feel a chill down her spine.

Pei Guichen, are you sick? You lunatic!