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

The small house in the east courtyard was not often lived in, so beds, quilts, candles, charcoal basins, etc. were all missing.

Fortunately, Abao had foresight and arranged for his personal maid to tidy up the hut early. At this moment, the golden charcoal in the brazier was crackling, and the air was warm.

A Bao shook off the snowflakes all over her body, and obediently followed Xuanyuan Fengran to sit beside the brazier, allowing him to hold her hands and warm them by the fire.

Just at this moment, the old doctor came to deliver medicine and then changed the dressing on Xuanyuan Fengran's wound.

A Bao felt very sad and took the initiative to take on the task of changing the medicine.

There are differences between men and women, and it is late at night and quiet, so gossip is likely to spread.

The old doctor frowned and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

A Bao comforted the old doctor, "I have already reported this matter to the emperor. Don't worry, old sir. If there are any gossips, the emperor will turn a blind eye."

After saying this, Xuanyuan Fengran sneered, "Ha."

A Bao suddenly remembered the jade button incident and felt guilty.

The old doctor stared at the two of them with a blank face and sighed secretly.

Although he wanted to dissuade her, after spending more than half a month together, he knew that Her Royal Highness the Princess was not as amiable as she appeared, so he had to leave with difficulty.

The door closed and the room suddenly became quiet.

Xuanyuan Fengran sat on the edge of the bed, A Bao stood in front of him and slowly unbuttoned his clothes.

"It will hurt, just bear with it."

Xuanyuan Fengran could hear her reluctance, and the doubts in his heart became even stronger.

But there was a flame dancing in her eyes, bright and warm, as if it would never go out.

She called him and wanted to trust her for once.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Fengran didn't say a word, A Bao thought he was enduring the pain, and felt even more distressed.

After more than half a month of careful treatment with herbal medicine, his bloody whip wounds had gradually begun to heal.

But peeling off the old gauze will still tear off new flesh.

And this man has a body full of old scars, so densely packed and shocking.

She secretly looked at Xuanyuan Fengran.

The old emperor was jealous of Xuanyuan Fengran's great military achievements and regarded him as a thorn in his flesh;

The officials in the court were worried that Xuanyuan Fengran was too powerful and his army was too large, so they regarded him as a thorn in their side.

But they all seemed to have forgotten that when the barbarians broke through Yanmen Pass and marched straight to the imperial capital, it was Xuanyuan Fengran who led the northern border army in full armor and fought off the foreign enemies.

Abao felt guilty.

She is the crown prince of the Eastern Palace and also the empress of Daqi. Sitting on the imperial throne in the Taiji Palace, Xuanyuan Fengran is her lifelong enemy.

So, she also forgot this in her previous life.

But at this moment, she clearly remembered everything about Xuanyuan Fengran.

"That was especially true in the evening when you were mad at me."

"Uncle Feng Ran, you are a living being of flesh and blood. You will get hurt."

A Bao carefully peeled off the old gauze soaked in blood, but a drop of blood fell from the wound onto the back of her hand. The bright red blood still carried Xuanyuan Fengran's body temperature.

It was so hot that it almost burned her.

"So why? Why are you handing over the tiger talisman of the Phoenix Flag?"

If you don't hand over the tiger talisman and are falsely accused by the assassin of plotting to assassinate the crown prince, even if the old emperor wants to punish you, he won't ask Gu Qijue to torture you to death.

Po didn't push him to answer, and she didn't even dare to expect that he would be willing to answer.

She scraped some ointment with her fingernails, applied it to the wound on his chest, and then slowly smoothed it out with her fingertips.

The secret golden medicine made by the old doctor was very effective in healing whip wounds, but the medicine was so painful that she felt like being pricked by needles even when she was just applying the medicine.

Xuanyuan Fengran's eyes were calm, as if he was completely unaware of the excruciating pain.

At night, the moonlight becomes brighter.

Inside the house, it was so quiet that only the sound of their breathing could be heard.

The two of them were silent until Po changed the medicine and re-bandaged the wound with gauze.

She was about to get up and wash her hands in the basin, but Xuanyuan Fengran grabbed her wrist.

She looked back at him. He was still naked. His body was pale, but his muscles were unexpectedly strong. However, she still couldn't bear to see the old scars all over his body.

Her eyes were slightly red and her nose was sour. She knew she was about to cry, so she turned her face away.

But Xuanyuan Fengran spoke at this time.

"I want to be the emperor's uncle, but I don't want to be the king of power."

His voice was hoarse, low, and bloody, as if he was confessing and answering with his life.

A Bao understood the meaning of Xuanyuan Fengran's words almost instantly. The imperial uncle is A Bao's imperial uncle, and the king of power is the king of Daqi.

Tears fell down his cheeks, and Abao hated himself for not living up to his expectations.

She cried so miserably and miserably that Xuanyuan Fengran saw it.