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

King Feng Ran raised his eyes and looked deeply into her gentle ones.

At this moment, the hundreds of letters seemed to be making up for what they had missed.

Going upstream, ten years ago in Qicheng in northern Xinjiang, the windows of his house were never closed.

In the past, every two weeks, the carrier pigeon he sent to her would fly thousands of miles across the state capital and the snowfields to bring her the letter.

But this time, only dead leaves fell from the pigeon trellis by the window, and there was no news from her.

Is it because the little girl was confined to the palace by Concubine Wen? Is it inconvenient for her to write to him?

With her personality, she must feel bored and lonely when she was under house arrest.

Maybe he should prepare some exquisite gadgets and send them back to the palace, so that she can dismantle them and play with them in her spare time? But maybe he should just hold back? He could also take this opportunity to let the little girl think clearly about whether her love of following him around and playing coquettishly is a habit or a hobby?

But, what if his little girl is busy selecting a prince consort?

King Feng Ran finally realized that he wanted to stay with the soft and warm little girl.

But he was not the only one who coveted the seat next to the little girl.

After waiting for two months, news finally came from the imperial capital.

The little girl is getting married.

Princess Diyang was eventually married to Prince Xiao.

The day King Feng Ran received the secret report, he stayed awake all night until dawn.

Although the old emperor had his own plans, Concubine Wen also agreed to the marriage, and the candidate for the son-in-law must have been carefully selected.

Perhaps, Xiao Yunzheng is indeed the most suitable arrangement for Abao.

But what he cared about more was, did that little girl Abao really like Xiao Yunzheng?

When Bai Muliang raided Qi City, King Feng Ran, who led his troops to meet the enemy, suddenly lost control and had a thought.

Use the authority of Taiji Palace to trap her.

He erased the empire's princess from the eyes of the world and asked her to be his treasure for the rest of her life.

This thought tormented him all the time, and as he returned triumphantly to the capital, it pushed him to the brink of completely losing control.

But he heard the little girl crying and throwing herself into his arms, "Little uncle!"

He froze for a moment, loosened his grip on the sword, and patted her back gently to soothe her.

His eyes passed over her and looked into the distance, which was the majestic and magnificent palace she had just rushed towards.

When she thought of the little girl who was looking forward to traveling around the world being trapped in the palace, her tears would never stop.

King Feng Ran, in black and golden armor, raised his hand to wipe away his little girl's tears.

When King Feng Ran thought about it now, he actually felt guilty.

He knew better than anyone that Xuanyuan Wu wanted to take the throne.

The Butcher King of the Northern Frontier was willing to let go of his evil thoughts for the sake of his little girl, but he still had selfish desires.

Xuanyuan Wu planned to lure the third prince into abdicating and treason.

The move he made was to send a witness when Xuanyuan Wu was investigating the third prince's farming case.

The third prince was defeated, Empress Xiao was deposed, and committed suicide in the cold palace.

Naturally, the marriage between the princess and Prince Xiao was put on hold.

"The whole box is filled with letters, but it's like sinking into the sea." The black-robed Feng Ran Wang, with red eyes, tightly grasped A Bao's wrist, slowly pulled her closer to him, and suddenly, silently hugged her waist. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "If it were me, I would never have anything to do with that person again until I die."

"Why are you still willing to cry so sadly for me..."

Hearing this, Abao gently stroked the back of his uncle's neck, and coaxed him like a comforting cat, "The person who received the letter was not just anyone else. It was Abao's uncle. Abao will never be really angry with his uncle."

Perhaps those 183 days and nights were too long ago for her.

The sadness, anger and loneliness of not being able to wait for a reply from the emperor's uncle have become blurred.

Only the sixty-three letters that followed, in which every word was written with fear and helplessness in praying for peace, left a deep impression on her.

She was extremely scared, afraid that this sudden war was a warning from God.

Thinking of this, A Bao held his uncle's face in his hands, his heart and eyes filled with joy.

"...I used to think so. As long as the little uncle can live safely and smoothly, I am already grateful."

"Although I like it, I don't have to have it."

Hearing this, King Feng Ran stared at the shimmering light in A Bao's eyes, which were shrouded in tasseled beads, as the candlelight flickered.

"So, what about now?" He hugged her waist tightly, and in an instant he held her and sat her on the soft couch beside him, leaning over to kiss her.

After a long while, he heard her panting softly and said with a smile, "Now, I have to trouble my uncle to work hard to give our Che'er and Zhuo Zhuo a brother or sister."

Food and sex are part of human nature. When you eat the marrow, you will know the taste.

King Feng Ran leaned over and stared at his Abao's eyes, which were as clear, bright and moist as always, and felt his heart burning with heat.

The crimson color at the corners of the eyes of the person in his arms made him lose control.

The tide was about to surge, and Abao was dazed for a moment.

It was she who was ambitious and aggressive in the beginning and stripped his clothes off.

Why is she the one being made to cry right now?

It was so embarrassing, she had to make him cry at least once.

But unexpectedly, I met the deep black eyes of him, and my love for him grew stronger year after year.

A Bao raised his eyes and stared at him, and suddenly realized that over the years, the emperor's uncle's black eyes had become more and more gentle. It seemed that only at this moment could one see the sharpness that was deeply hidden by this man, as well as his deep-rooted bravery from years of fighting on the battlefield.

That’s great… She was filled with relief.

The pool of blood in the Taiji Hall disappeared, and she finally let him live in love.

Her emotions were overflowing with love, and in the rhythm controlled by him, the gradual temptation made her cry even more violently as he leaned over and kissed her tears.