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

In the starless and moonless night, wind and snow shrouded the towering palace city.

In the East Courtyard of the Imperial Medical Bureau, A Bao had been accompanying Uncle Feng Ran to recuperate here for more than half a month since last year, and he had asked Hong Xiu to send palace maids to clean the place frequently.

When I pushed the door open tonight, I found that the house in the courtyard was cleaner and warmer than last time.

Old Doctor Zhang frowned and finally finished taking the pulse of the black-robed King.

He looked back awkwardly at Her Royal Highness the Princess outside the room, then stroked his beard and stared bravely at the black-robed King Feng Ran, who was sick and uncomfortable beside the couch.

Doctor Zhang said seriously, "Your Majesty's pulse is very stable."

It was so smooth that one punch was more than enough to send an old man like him to death.

If this continued, Her Royal Highness the Princess would feel like the sky was falling in the middle of the night and would anxiously cry for help.

His heartbeat was so exciting that this old man might really have to go and see the ancestor in advance.

So, what are King Feng Ran and His Royal Highness the Princess doing?

"I am just pretending to be sick." The black-robed king looked thoughtfully at the flickering golden charcoal flames burning in the enameled charcoal cage in the room.

Hearing this, Doctor Zhang, who had worked in the Imperial Medical Bureau for half his life, had a lot of experience and knowledge flashing through his mind. He recalled the countless ways that concubines used to win favor...

However, isn't the tone of King Feng Ran a little too righteous?

He was speechless for a moment, thinking of how kind Empress Wen had been to him, and how Her Royal Highness the Princess regarded him as her teacher.

Doctor Zhang murmured, "But I, your old servant, will never help you hide this matter."

"Please tell me the truth, Mr. Zhang." The black-robed king remained exceptionally calm.

A quarter of an hour later, I watched Old Doctor Zhang leave.

Ah Bao stood still with a sullen face, staring at his uncle in black robe sitting on the couch for a long time, then pretended to be angry: "Pretending to be sick? Huh?"

The black-robed king first raised his hand to brush off the cold snow on Abao's shoulders, and then sincerely admitted his mistake: "I just want to be alone with you for a while. And the only way is for me to pretend to be sick so that I can take you away from the obsessed eyes of the Prince of Zhenxi."

Hearing this, A Bao felt extremely upset and his eyes became hot.

Holding her uncle's face in her hands, she suddenly realized, "The jealous uncle is so lovable."

After saying this, A Bao stared at the black-robed emperor's face and traced it carefully.

She had a high nose bridge, thick and sharp eyelashes, and those eyes that were always dark and deep, at this moment suppressing her complex thoughts that she couldn't see through.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed, the world was spinning around her, and she was turned upside down. She was almost nailed into the couch by the black-robed emperor.

I only heard the uncle's voice very hoarse, asking: "...Abao, did you drink tonight?"

The sweet aroma of wine is hazy like the morning mist, wrapped in frosted sugar.

Hearing this, Abao raised his head in the black-robed uncle's arms and looked up from his sharp jawline with a smile.

His Adam's apple rolled, and she quietly opened her arms and held his waist, "Uncle, do you want to guess what kind of wine I drank?"

"Well, guess what." Before she finished her words, he kissed her, pressing hard on the back of her neck, attacking her fiercely.

For a long while, the black-robed king leaned on the couch with his hands, staring down at his A-bao.

Her eyes were gentle and soft, and when she was pushed into a corner, she glared at him with tears in her eyes, as if she wanted to tickle him.

"... Wait a minute, I prepared some longevity noodles for your birthday! Bring it here..."

"Longevity noodles?" The black-robed king was stunned.

And his A-Bao nodded with red eyes: "Yes! Today is the Emperor's uncle's birthday! I promised that I will spend this day with the Emperor's uncle every year in the future."

The black-robed king was shocked and then remembered.

Last year, it was also in this small room in the east courtyard of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

He misunderstood her words and actions, thinking that they were all part of her plan to use him to control the Northern Frontier Cavalry.

The military power of the Northern Frontier could have been given to her. And he comforted himself at that time that she was willing to take the trouble to deceive him, and he also got the advantage.

But as time went by, she fulfilled her promise and took him home.

"Abao, I don't want longevity noodles."

Hearing this, A Bao suddenly sensed danger, and the fire in his uncle's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

She asked with a hint of understanding: "Then, the emperor's uncle wants..."

The black-robed imperial uncle came closer and swallowed up the rest of his words.

She subconsciously grabbed the black robe on his chest and wrinkled it into a ball.

The black-robed king grabbed his Po's ankle, which was slender and white, and was tightly grasped in his palm with one hand, and then put it on his waist.

Outside the window of the cottage in the east courtyard, the wind and snow made the shadows of the trees blurry and the branches and leaves tangled.

In the small house, the bead necklace on Abao's wrist jingled like broken beads falling on a jade plate.

As broken murmurs escaped from between his lips and teeth, A Bao was forced into a corner and bit the emperor's uncle's shoulders and neck.

But the black-robed uncle only felt that her strength was more like a soft lick and bite to him.

On the contrary, it severely provoked him to lose control.