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

In the silence that is as dead as death, in the dark Nanshan Pavilion.

The bamboo curtain was blown by the wind, and a ray of light quietly slipped through the gap in the curtain and fell just behind Pei Guichen.

The young man in white robe standing against the light has a cold face as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath.

Ah Bao looked thoughtful, her fingertips moving down along Pei Guichen's eyebrows and slowly stroking his cheek. When she seemed to be deeply affectionate, she suddenly grabbed his neck with force.

The porcelain bottle that she accidentally knocked over while struggling just now stained her hands red.

As she moved, it was as if she had strangled Pei Guichen's neck, and blood gushed out.

"You and I, starting over again?"

"Pei Guichen, I haven't mentioned it, not because I have forgotten it. It's just that those names are too painful, I dare not touch them easily."

"But I remember clearly..."

"Those Xuanyuan clan members who died in your hands were like my brother Xie Wuai, my best friend Xuan Ji, and... Yuan Zhao, the Zhao Zhao I had high hopes for..." Ah Bao pinched Pei Guichen's neck even harder, painfully and cruelly, and said, "Last year, when I was trapped in the Chuyue evil den and you and Lan Mi planned to use my blood to open the Kaijiang stone statue, I knew exactly why Zhao Zhao died."

Hearing this, Pei Guichen's eyes trembled slightly, while A Bao raised his eyes and stared at him sternly.

"...In my previous life, I have never been to the Ghost Abyss. How did your Pei family open the Qi Jiang stone statue?"

At this moment, Pei Guichen, who was questioned one after another by A Bao, began to breathe heavily.

And it was from his injured hand that blood kept dripping, staining his white robe red.

His heart was tense to the extreme. As he looked at A Bao who mentioned Zhao Zhao, tears slowly welled up in his eyes and he questioned in a crying voice.

"If you want to establish a great empire, Zhao Zhao must not stay."

"And the Qi Jiang statue needs to be opened! We might as well send Zhao Zhao into the abyss of ghosts and make full use of it. Right?!"

“Pei Guichen, why don’t you say it yourself… My Zhao Zhao, you brought him into the abyss of evil, and then what?!”

The suppressed cry turned into an uncontrollable tearful face. Pei Guichen's heartstrings suddenly trembled, and he remembered the answer that Abao wanted.

In order to open the Qijiang stone statue, the Pei family has tried the blood of Xuanyuan clan members several times in the past hundred years, but no one has succeeded.

Until the previous life, when the officialdom of the Jiangnan River was being rectified, Governor Lin was dissatisfied with the new order and sent assassins to sneak into the palace to assassinate him.

Po was injured, and he took the opportunity to leave half a bottle of blood.

Unexpectedly, it was that half bottle of blood that caused the stone statue of Qi Jiang to move strangely.

At that time, no one knew the reason.

Now that I think about it, what can open the stone statue of Kaijiang is not only the Xuanyuan bloodline, but also the Xuanyuan bloodline that has severed the emotional connection.

But in his previous life, whether he had knocked Po unconscious and taken his blood, or had deliberately set up a trap to lead Po closer to the abyss of evil.

With Abao's intelligence, he will be able to quickly discover the Pei family's plan.

At that time, their Zhao Zhao became the most suitable key.

Pei Guichen, whose face was pale, felt sad just from seeing Abao's tears rolling down.

It turns out there really are mothers who love their children so much.

He originally thought that it was because of the constant urging of the Censorate, and Abao decided to keep Yuan Zhao in order to stop the court officials from worrying about the empress having no heir.

He actually underestimated how much Po cared about the little guy.

"I once thought about setting up a tablet for Zhao Zhao in Zhenguo Temple." With tears blurring his vision, A Bao said in a hoarse voice, "But I don't know when Zhao Zhao died, and I don't even know what he looked like..."

"He is incredibly handsome." Suddenly, old memories came flooding back.

Pei Guichen remembered the soft little guy who had once been held in his arms.

"...Just as I had hoped, he has a pair of clean eyes, very similar to yours, Abao." Pei Guichen murmured hoarsely.

At this moment, the tears that Abao shed for Zhao Zhao were so hot that they almost burned his heart.

He made a big mistake from the moment he killed Xie Wuai.

Later, after killing Yuan Zhao, he could never turn back.

"Abao...it's my fault..." The big hand that had been tightly grasping her wrist slowly loosened its grip. Pei Guichen carefully wiped Abao's tears with his fingertips, but saw Abao, who was in pain and dazed, staring at him with red eyes.

"Pei Guichen, how much I looked forward to Zhao Zhao's birth, how completely our relationship has ended now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Guichen heard a sharp sword coming through the air! !

Taking advantage of the situation, A Bao retreated coldly, and the net woven by the poisonous silk covered the sky and the earth! !

When everything was settled, Pei Guichen stared at A Bao with a gloomy face. The corners of his eyes were red and he was obviously still sad.

But she spoke in a cold voice, "I know that poison has no effect on you, but your swordsmanship is unmatched in the world."

"If a one-on-one fight doesn't work, then a group attack will do. If you don't have enough force, you can use tricks to make up for it."

Pei Guichen just stared at her without saying a word, and she ordered Yan Haixi to come over.

"Imprison him in the deepest water dungeon of the Western Prison and teach him all the punishments of the Western Prison that are not fatal but are enough to torture people."

"I want him to live a life worse than death, a life of purgatory on earth." After saying that, A Bao stared at Pei Guichen and said coldly, "Do you remember that sentence? - Feed the minced meat to the dogs, and sink the broken bones into the river. Pei Guichen, do I remember it clearly?"

"Not a single word is wrong." Pei Guichen's breathing became heavier and colder: "But, Abao, can you tell the difference?"

"The position of Empress, the promise of a long life together, and even a large family, do you really want to give it to King Feng Ran, or do you want to make up for the Xuanyuan Feng Ran who guarded the Northern Frontier for ten years and died in the Taiji Palace?"

Following Pei Guichen's gaze, A Bao looked back as if he had realized something.

I saw the black-robed emperor uncle standing not far away.

Pei Guichen said coldly: "Abao, I made a bet with King Feng Ran."