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

At this moment, the whole hall was in an uproar.

In the west seat of the main hall, behind the fourth desk.

Pei Guichen was wearing a dark plum and moon-white brocade shirt, and the temperature in his eyes gradually cooled down.

On Pei Guichen's right hand was the son of the Minister of Works. He was terrified at the moment and complained in a low voice through gritted teeth, "This Man-Slaughter King's swordsmanship was practiced in battle. It's a true killing sword that eats flesh and drinks blood. How can we possibly defeat him!"

The second son of the Minister of Rites, who was standing next to him, was still frightened and nodded in agreement.

But there are also voices of confusion.

"When did the relationship between the Man-Slaughter King and Her Royal Highness Princess become so good? The Man-Slaughter King actually personally stepped down to help Her Royal Highness Princess choose a husband based on his martial arts skills?"

Pei Guichen heard all the whispers.

At the same time, Abao knew that what she said was a disaster.

When the enraged Xuanyuan Fengran drew his sword, accidents were inevitable.

She couldn't stop Xuanyuan Fengran.

The only way to avoid bloodshed in front of the emperor and to avoid angering the old emperor was -

Ah Bao immediately turned around, leaned over, and bowed directly to the old emperor.

"Father, I think your uncle's suggestion is very good."

The old emperor was already in a bad mood. At this moment, his deep dragon eyes narrowed and his sharp eyes swept across the two people of His Highness, A Bao, and Xuanyuan Fengran behind her.

The old emperor frowned even more tightly.

"Since this is your plum blossom viewing party, I'll follow your instructions."

The old emperor stared at A Bao meaningfully for a long while before emphasizing, "Let's have a discussion."

Po understood that when sparring, one must be careful about what is appropriate.

Now that he had received the old emperor's approval, A Bao felt relieved.

She turned around and said, "Uncle, come here."

After she finished speaking, she grabbed the corner of Xuanyuan Fengran's robe sleeve and said with a smile: "Help me."

Xuanyuan Fengran could hardly keep his amiable smile on his little Abao. The little girl clearly didn't use any effort, but he couldn't help but follow her slowly towards the east of Yuji Palace.

A Bao raised his hand and pushed open the glazed brocade screen.

Although the Plum Blossom Viewing Banquet is just a nominal title for the princess to choose a husband, every winter, thousands of red plum trees around the Yuji Palace bloom.

Among the chilly branches, the red plum blossoms are bright and warm.

Then, the strong wind blew and the snow fell, and another cluster of them stood proudly in the cold.

Ah Bao stood under the old plum tree with the best flowers, tiptoed, pointed at the branch of the old tree, and suddenly turned his head to Xuanyuan Fengran and asked softly, "Uncle, it's beautiful. Can you help me pick this branch of plum, please?"

As she spoke, she tugged at the corner of her robe sleeve and shook it gently.

Xuanyuan Fengran took half a step forward and stood next to her. No one in the hall knew how close they were standing.

She could even smell the quiet and deep ebony scent on Xuanyuan Fengran.

Xuanyuan Fengran just stretched out his hand and plucked the best and most blooming red plum branch from the old tree for her.

"Here." Xuanyuan Fengran's voice was low and hoarse.

A Bao took it, almost in his arms, tilted his head, and smiled at him with a pair of warm eyes, and said soothingly: "Thank you, uncle."

After saying this, she stepped back a little and held his hand that was covering the hilt of the sword.

Just at this moment, the biting cold wind outside the Yuji Palace blew in from between the glazed screens, blowing up A Bao's black hair and making the silver hairpins in her temples sway gently.

The cool fragrance of red plum blossoms wafted into the air, and Xuanyuan Fengran's slightly drooped eyes darkened.

When he came to his senses, he had already raised his hand and gently brushed away the snowflakes that had fallen from the branches of the plum tree and landed right on Abao's hair.

A Bao tried to comfort Xuanyuan Fengran.

"Since this is a plum blossom viewing party, we should not let down this sea of ​​red plum blossoms."

With a smile in her eyes, she said, "Uncle Feng Ran, why don't you try this plum blossom branch?"

He woke up when the biting cold wind blew.

Little Abao, who was standing in front of him at this moment, had her own plans.

He didn't understand even more. It was she who provoked him to come and 'choose the best husband for her as an elder'. Now that he was here, she tried to appease him? Or even stop him?

He lowered his head and stared at her for a long time. The white fox fur of the brocade cloak around her neck made her skin look even whiter than jade. She smiled affectionately and looked at him.

Xuanyuan Fengran was dejected and took a deep breath helplessly.

Then, without saying a word, he took the red plum branch from her hand.

Finally, he reluctantly agreed, "The Emperor's uncle knows." It's just a discussion, remember the limits.

Pei Guichen in the hall almost crushed the wine glass in his hand.