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

"Yuan Qi, who is that?"

Although it was a follow-up question, Abao already had a vague premonition.

And as she saw reluctance in Concubine Wen's eyes, her guess became more accurate.

"The first time I met him, he was just a down-and-out scholar who traveled to the ancient Bodhi Temple in Jiangnan." Concubine Wen stroked the Buddhist beads in her hand.

And she became a joke because her fiancé fell in love with his own sister.

"Later, I learned that his name was Yuan Qi, the same Yuan as the Imperial Astronomical Observatory's Yuan Imperial Master."

"The Yuan family is proficient in physiognomy and bone reading, and is good at seeking good fortune and avoiding disasters. He is the best among them and should have been the next Imperial Astronomical Observatory Master."

"It's just that many years ago, he accompanied his good friend to the Peach Blossom Valley in the northern border, and by chance he learned the secret of the Yuan family."

"His friend died tragically, and he was asked by his friend to find out the truth."

"Before leaving, he said that even though the road ahead was difficult and dangerous, he would definitely go back to the Peach Blossom Valley in Northern Xinjiang."

Concubine Wen clenched her fists so tightly that she almost embedded the wooden Buddhist beads in her palms: "All these years, I always thought that he died in the fire in Taohua Valley."

"It was not until a while ago when I was at the Imperial Observatory that I learned that he had died in Taohua Village in Northern Xinjiang three years ago."

Hearing this, Abao became suspicious and had many questions to ask.

But she saw Concubine Wen smiling gently, her eyes red and tears falling.

The down-and-out scholar stood on the edge of a cliff behind the ancient temple, with one foot already hanging in the air. Wen Xi was terrified and rushed over to save him.

"Why are you so upset? There are so many bad things in the world!"

"For example, in my case! The man I was about to marry turned his heart to my own sister." In order to comfort the man who wanted to die, Wen Xi did not hesitate to expose her own scars: "He even made my own sister pregnant on the eve of our wedding!"

"I'm so blind! So unlucky! But I still want to live a good life! Live a prosperous life! Make that bastard regret it for the rest of his life! What's so sad about you? Why do you have to think so hard that you jump off a cliff?"

"Jumping off a cliff is a very ugly death! Wouldn't it make your enemies happier and more satisfied?"

The down-and-out scholar stood firmly on the edge of the cliff and chuckled helplessly: "I'm not really looking for death. I just want to take a step and feel it."

Hearing this, Wen Yan let go of his arms, turned around and was about to leave without saying a word.

The down-and-out scholar caught up with him, "But I am grateful for your kindness in saving me. My fortune-telling skills are excellent, can I tell your fortune?"

"I don't believe in fate. I believe in myself." Wen Yan suddenly stopped, crossed her arms and looked at him curiously, "But if you really want to thank me, why don't you use your handsome face to do me a favor?"

The down-and-out scholar smiled even more deeply, "What can I do for you?"

"That bastard is getting married in three days, I want you to come to my house today to propose marriage!"

"Let that bastard die of rage! Let him know! There are plenty of people who like me! I don't care about him!"

"You still like him." The down-and-out scholar restrained his smile and suddenly became certain.

Wen Xi, whose secret was exposed, lowered her eyes and secretly felt sad for a long while before she said, "Give me a few years, and I will definitely not like him anymore."

Seeing the girl pretending to be indifferent, the down-and-out scholar suddenly wanted to know what would happen if he did what she said.

"But I am poor and cannot afford a decent betrothal gift. Wouldn't that be embarrassing for you?"

"It's okay. When I liked that bastard, he pretended to have a more miserable life than you." Wen Yan admitted frankly: "I like him because he is handsome. When the time comes, just say you are willing to marry into my family. My father will definitely be happy. And when he sees you, he will know that I like you because of your face."

The down-and-out scholar couldn't help but chuckle at the compliment, "What then? What should we do?"

"If you are not in a hurry to leave Jiangnan, I will take you around to play. I was planning to go out and travel. After some time, we will leave together, and then we will go our separate ways." Wen Yan wrote the storybook seriously: "The sky is high and the sea is vast, who knows, I may meet someone more beautiful than you!"

"Then I will take that person back to Jiangnan."

"Show off to that bastard again!" The ancient tree rustled in the wind. Wen Yan caught a golden fallen leaf and murmured.

Hearing this, the down-and-out scholar also leaned against the ancient tree on the edge of the cliff, deep in thought.

But the next day, the poor scholar came to propose marriage.

And as agreed, she soon took him away from Jiangnan and traveled around the western border.

He said he was asked to find a person, but there had been no clues for several years.

And she had never seen a man more handsome than him.

She just vaguely sensed that there was a huge secret behind him, which she dared not touch.

The second meeting was one year after they parted in Western Xinjiang.

It's the time when the leaves of the ancient tree on the hill behind the ancient Bodhi Temple turn golden again.

She vaguely saw a figure that looked very much like him in the temple corridor, and chased after him, and it was indeed him.

However, he did not expect that he would become a minor official in the Imperial Observatory and follow the emperor to the south of the Yangtze River.

When she got to see the emperor, she was amazed that the emperor was so unruly and fierce.

He laughed and joked: "You are stunned."

"But I still think you are more suitable..." She was interrupted by him with a smile before she could finish her words.

"His Majesty will definitely take you into the palace." He still smiled, "I understand the way he looks at you."

She looked at him in surprise, and his smile deepened, "Auntie, we are friends of life and death in Western Xinjiang. In the future, when we become rich and powerful, don't forget each other."

They haven't seen each other since then.

Until the third episode, she was framed and had a difficult childbirth due to a palace struggle.

Following the emperor's orders, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory set up an altar in the Guanju Palace to pray for blessings until the princess's full moon.

Through a brocade curtain, she heard him kneeling and presenting a square box with a string of wooden Buddhist beads in it. "The scriptures engraved on the wooden beads were carved by me personally. I, your humble servant, wish the little princess good health and your majesty good luck every year."

She was very familiar with the scent of wooden beads.

It is the ancient tree with golden leaves on the back hill of the Bodhi Ancient Temple.