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

Outside Yangu Pass, amidst the yellow sand Gobi Desert, there is a vast oasis.

The oasis is based on the sacred mountain Chiyan of the barbarians, and between the two mountains, a river meanders.

Adjacent to the holy mountain are the undulating palaces and buildings, magnificent and golden. When you get closer, you can see the ferocious giant scorpion totem on the eaves of the palace.

The palace should have been a solemn and cold place, but because a wedding was being held today, it was crowded with guests and people, and it looked lively and festive.

Abao was welcomed into the guest seat by the maid and took the hot handkerchief handed to him by the maid.

"Please order Madam He to wash her hands."

A Bao pretended to imitate the behavior of the barbarian lady of the Chihe tribe. He first washed his hands, then used incense, and then grabbed a handful of coral beads from the skull bowl held by the maid.

It is said that this is an ancient wedding custom of the barbarians. When the ceremony is over, the wives of the leaders of the barbarian tribes will sprinkle the priceless coral beads in their hands at the feet of the bride and groom, wishing them wealth, good fortune and a perfect match.

After the maid left, Wanwan came over and said excitedly, "Madam! I told you that even without a mask, my disguise skills are amazing! Last time, that Pei guy was able to recognize you! It's definitely not because I'm not skilled enough!"

However, the material used to make the disguise mask is extremely rare. The lady used it once when she entered Futu Mountain;

The old emperor's disguise mask was prepared to prevent a palace coup and was used again.

If I use it again this time, I will have to wait another three to five years to get the silver mud and make a new disguise mask in the future.

Hearing this, Abao stroked his bulging belly.

The wife of the leader of the Chihe tribe is six months pregnant, and the women of their barbarian tribe often wear veils.

This time, she deliberately chose this person, it should be difficult to expose!

At this time, Wanwan asked curiously: "What is this?"

The water was rippling, but I couldn't see what was swimming by.

Wanwan was about to move closer and reach out to scoop up some water, but Abao grabbed her wrist.

When he looked up, he saw his wife looking solemn. "I'm afraid there are leeches in this pond."

"Leech?" Wanwan frowned in confusion, looking around the pond. "But how can there be any fish in this pond? Madam, there is only water."

"Wait until you touch the water in this pond and get bitten by a leech, which won't let go and sucks your blood all over its body. Then you'll be able to see it." As Abao finished explaining, joy was rising, and the leaders and families of the sixteen tribes of the barbarian tribe all looked towards the entrance of the huge tent in front of the royal city.

But Po glanced coldly at the enemies in the room.

The young master of the barbarian tribe got married, and the wedding ceremony was naturally extremely grand.

In her eyes, it looked like a morale-boosting carnival before the barbarians launched a war against Daqi.

Even the red silk in front of her eyes at this moment looked like the elegiac couplets stained with blood.

What is stained is the passion of the soldiers in the northern border over the years.

At this time, the groom, who was getting closer and closer, was wearing a silver flowing cloud mask on his left face.

A Bao stroked his belly which was stuffed with a cotton pillow, feeling secretly happy and satisfied.

It seems that his face is really disfigured. I guess the sword that Uncle Feng Ran gave Bai Muliang in the underground cave must have seriously injured his face.

However, after not seeing each other for three months, Bai Muliang seemed to have been seriously ill. He was already as cold as broken porcelain, and became even more distant and cold.

Suddenly, Wanwan tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Madam, look at the bride!"

Bride? Which one?

A Bao looked carefully and realized that the bride next to Bai Muliang's left hand was actually six months pregnant.

Even if I tried to cover it up with a looser robe, it couldn't be hidden at all.

At this time, Bai Muliang and the two brides walked slowly past her.

After more than half an hour, the wedding ceremony of the young master of the barbarian tribe finally ended, and A Bao looked outside the hall coldly.

Suddenly! There was a loud bang! Flames shot up into the sky!