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

When I died in my previous life, I felt no sadness.

After all, it was a necessary journey to see Po again, and he was filled with nothing but joy and anticipation.

But this time of near-death experience, it was just as the saying goes, and the most reluctant scenes from the past flashed before my eyes.

Pei Guichen recalled that morning which could not have been more ordinary. Outside the palace, there was a sudden downpour of rain, as was always the case in summer. He had just been woken up when he saw her sleeping in a daze, hiding in his arms, finding the most comfortable position on her own, and continuing to sleep soundly without any precautions.

Perhaps it was the heavy rain that filled the room with tranquility and peace.

Or maybe it was because the quilt was dried in the sun a few days ago and was extra soft.

At that moment, her warmth made him want to get closer to her.

When did you first fall in love with her?

Was it that moment? Pei Guichen thought about it and decided that it was not the case. There were always certain moments when one's heart was moved.

In the winter snow of their wedding year, she discovered that his hands were colder than normal people's.

Afterwards, charcoal braziers, fox furs and hand warmers quietly appeared in the East Palace.

"Why are your hands so cold? It seems like no matter how I cover them, they won't get warm." Before going to bed at night, she rubbed his hands to keep them warm, and he silently looked at the seriousness and distress in her eyes. At that moment, his heart beat very fast.

Another night when she had nothing to do, she taught him how to play cards, but after she lost miserably, she pulled his sleeve and acted like a spoiled child.

At that moment, looking at the innocent smile in her eyes, he also felt warm in his heart.

Even that time, when she helped him tie his hair and it turned into a messy bird's nest, the next moment after she apologized solemnly, she couldn't help laughing and threw herself into his arms, "The queen is really a beauty, even with a head of tangled black hair, she looks so beautiful!"

Under the golden rain, the peach trees opened their branches and leaves, and flower buds quickly formed.

Pei Guichen looked at Abao with sadness and self-mockery.

"…It turns out that deceiving oneself is meaningless. The companionship mixed with exploitation is even more ridiculous."

Xiao Jingyue wanted to be the most noble woman in the world and wanted him to make her the queen, so she spoke softly, caringly and attentively.

This is a mutually beneficial relationship and is therefore the most reliable.

As long as he has power and wealth, Xiao Jingyue will always insist on loving him.

No matter how true or false her love is, he wants her.

But when he thinks back now, every moment is just an ordinary little thing.

He should have been sure from every moment of confusion that he loved her at that time, and she loved her with all her heart.

Pei Guichen finally gave up and mustered up the courage to ask the question that had tormented him throughout his past and present lives - what if.

"…If the people you care about had not died because of me, I would have confessed the truth to you long ago…"

"If I had the courage to admit earlier the countless moments of heart-throbs during those years..."

"Abao, when you finally remember Xuanyuan Fengran, will you still abandon me?"

Just like the abandonment he received from his father, mother, and brothers.

Upon hearing these words, A Bao, who was almost collapsed due to the pain, suddenly became sober.

Pei Guichen, with red eyes, tried to pull the corner of her sleeve, but was locked by her spirit lock and could not move. He asked in a sad voice, "Do you still feel that our meeting was a mistake, like in the mirage?"

He still wanted to know, who did she love more, him or Xuanyuan Fengran?

But in his confusion, A Bao was thinking about how to kill Pei Guichen's heart, and raised his hand to cover his heart which was already bleeding.

No matter what, she would never tell him the answer to this question.

In the silence, Pei Guichen clearly felt his heart beating slower and slower, and every beat was caused by the golden needle with a sharp pain.

She looked at him and gave a light push with her hand, and he was suddenly pulled backwards by the spirit lock.

The surrounding heaven and earth were filled with a stream of spirits that gradually dissipated as the cracks in the cone closed, and the giant beast let out a low, rumbling roar of exasperation. The peach trees watered by the golden rain were already lush and leafy, blooming to their fullest, with scarlet peach petals flying everywhere.

And she stood on the edge of the snowy mountain cliff, looking at him quietly.

The wind on the snowy mountain cliff was so clean that it seemed to be able to blow away the blood debt he had accumulated along the way.

Pei Guichen was covered in molten lava and was in extreme pain but he didn't dare to blink.

He and she, in this life, only saw each other once.

In the end, everything was annihilated into endless darkness.

At the edge of the snowy mountain cliff, A Bao turned around and looked at Bai Muliang not far away.

"You came here to kill me."

"In this battle, if Daqi retreats, I can put away my sword."

Hearing this, A Bao chuckled: "My uncle will definitely win this battle. Why should I retreat?"

"King Gesa once tried to get the Barbarians and Daqi to a truce, so that each tribe would stay in their own place and not interfere with each other." Bai Muliang: "Perhaps, we can also try it. Given time, when I control the kingship of the sixteen tribes..."

"King Gesa has been defeated. And how many corpses of Northern Border soldiers will you have to gather in the future?" A Bao asked coldly. His smile disappeared: "Bai Muliang, this battle is all about winning or losing."

In silence, Bai Muliang clenched the sword in his hand, "Since we are only talking about winning or losing, there must be a life and death between you and me."

The sword came out, the blade flashed coldly, and went straight to Abao's fatal heart.

But the next moment, Bai Muliang heard Wanwan's collapsed roar.

"Madam is the little beggar you are looking for!!!"

Bai Muliang turned around and looked at Wanwan following the sound. His eyes changed from puzzled to shocked, and then he looked at Abao in confusion again.

At this moment, his breathing almost stopped.

At the same time, a terrifying black sword light suddenly appeared in Bai Muliang's eyes.

The black-robed king attacked with a sword. Bai Muliang waved his sword to block it, but suddenly he felt blood gushing out of his heart. He looked down and saw that it was indeed a light arrow.

"You've been prepared?"

"My hands are stained with the blood of many people. Even just now, I killed Pei Guichen. Why do you think I will let you go?"