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

"Are you Wanwan?"

The men in black who surrounded us were aggressive and had bad intentions.

Wanwan glanced at the leather of their thick boots and immediately recognized it as the crimson-patterned tiger skin unique to the Kingdom of Galao.

Sure enough, the man in black attacked without any nonsense, using the unique moves of the Wind Wing Tiger Guards of the Galao royal family that she had seen in Western Xinjiang.

Wanwan, who was unarmed, fought and retreated, and finally saw several knives chopping down on his head, his body was about to be torn apart and blood splattered on the spot.

Another group of black-clad secret guards wearing water ghost masks came running over from the surrounding desert Gobi, roaring and helping!

In a flash, the victory and defeat of the two factions were reversed.

Wanwan took the opportunity to roll on the ground, then picked up the big knife on the ground and danced with it vigorously.

"Why are you here?" She recognized at a glance that they were the reinforcements from Eternal Night City!

The leading black-clad secret guard raised his hand and chopped off the head of the Wind Wing Tiger Guard who suddenly attacked Wanwan from behind. Then he explained coldly: "It was the Madam who sent us to guard the four gates of the Barbarian King's City, waiting for an opportunity to sneak into the King's City and rescue Miss Wanwan and bring her back to Evernight City."

Hearing this, Wanwan happily glanced at the Wind Wing Tiger Guards.

"I told you we can talk it over! Let's not use knives or guns! Your master won't listen!" Wanwan's gaze finally fell on the Gobi sandstone in the distance: "That's great! My wife has sent reinforcements from the sky! How else can you kill me?!"

"Discuss? I have nothing to say to a lowly Daqi woman like you!" Before she finished speaking, the graceful Bai Rong walked out from behind the Gobi sandstone, facing the wind and snow. Her tone was as sinister as a snake, and she sneered: "When I capture you and send you to my mother, you will definitely be refined into a zombie. By then, you will die miserably, and how can you compete with me for Brother Mu Liang?"

Wanwan was just about to advise Bai Rong not to provoke her in front of the water ghost guards.

They are all experts in fighting against hundreds of enemies at the same time.

From then on, escaping from the encirclement and suppression was a piece of cake.

But behind the Gobi sandstone, a beautiful woman in a white dress and a veil walked out.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the female strategist Xu Ying, who was deeply trusted by Yi Yan.

Then, in the cold wind and heavy snow, Xu Ying's threat came: "Miss Wanwan, I know what you want to do. But there are some things that Master Mu Liang does not need to know."

No wonder! Wanwan sighed: all the tricks Yi Yan used to plot against Bai Rong were countered by Bai Rong.

It turned out that Xu Ying tipped off the person.

Madam had reminded her that although Miss Xu Ying looked like a gentle lady from an aristocratic family, she actually had a deadly poison needle hidden in her sleeve.

Thinking of this, Wanwan tested Xu Ying before preparing to escape.

"Does your eldest son know that the witch queen wants to kill the princess?!"

Hearing this, Xu Ying sneered: "The eldest son knows it. But why should he be afraid of death? The eldest son is like a banished immortal, and his life and death are all under his control. The day of change is coming, and you and I should all ask for his mercy and grace."

At the same time, military reports were frequently received in the Qingzhou military camp.

The battle ahead was intense, and inside the big tent, Deputy General Chen, who had received the list of casualties, was extremely angry and grief-stricken: "I don't know what kind of medicine those barbarian soldiers took, they are like monsters, clearly shot by swords and spears but not dead. How can we win? If we continue to send troops, we will also die!!"

The battlefield is filled with smoke and victory or defeat is often decided in an instant.

This kind of horrifying situation is shocking.

It’s no longer about whether the soldiers of the Northern Frontier fought bravely, but about the unbelievable monsters that attacked.

Once fear spreads, the consequences will be disastrous.

And Abao naturally knew that those were the zombies under the control of the Witch Queen.

Meng Guanjing is dead, and even if the Witch Queen still has some of his blood in her hands, there must be very little left.

This gave her the opportunity to get rid of the zombies.

But this method requires dividing the troops into two groups.

She went to the foot of Mount Lop Nur, the Peach Blossom Valley in the northern border on the shady side. As the commander-in-chief of this battle, the emperor's uncle would definitely lead the troops in the expedition.

A Bao's thoughtful silence made the black-robed king feel as if he was in the distant past.

When the King of Qin left his will, was he feeling the same as he is feeling now?

He was reluctant to leave his loved ones behind and face this difficult and dangerous world alone; nor was he willing to be separated from his wife and children at an early age.

When they were the only two left in the big tent, A Bao reached out to his uncle and asked for a hug: "Have you thought about it? Which word do you like?"

After she finished speaking, she was held in the arms of the emperor's uncle, but they were silent for a long time.

Until she raised her hand and stroked his back comfortingly, the black-robed uncle sighed softly, half-knelt in front of her, and gently rubbed her belly through the fox fur, "What you mentioned that day, it's very good. Whether it's a boy or a girl, I hope this little guy can be cultivated into a useful person in the future."

After a pause, the black-robed uncle leaned forward and hugged his A-bao tightly into his arms again.

"...A Bao..." He said seriously: "...I want to have a future with you."