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

A Bao, who was watching from the sidelines, became more and more nervous and worried.

He even drank cup after cup of Xiaoyaobai in his hand without noticing anything was wrong.

Xiao Yunzheng told her that he was the only one in the palace who could fight with Xuanyuan Fengran. Only then did she realize that Xiao Yunzheng was not arrogant.

The two men fought fiercely for more than a hundred times, but there was still no winner.

However, she saw a fierce murderous intent in Xuanyuan Fengran's deep eyes.

A Bao suddenly clenched the silver sword in his hand.

The only thing she could be thankful for at this moment was that before Xuanyuan Fengran went on stage, he took off the silver sword and gave it to her for safekeeping.

Her eyes were fixed on Xuanyuan Fengran and Xiao Yunzheng. In the center of the hall, Xuanyuan Fengran, dressed in a dark black robe, stood as tall as a mountain, with a murderous look on his face.

The whole hall was in deathly silence. The veins on the back of A Bao's hands tensed up as he gripped the hilt of the silver sword even tighter.

She prayed silently, Xuanyuan Fengran, don't fall into the trap.

At this moment, the red plum branch in Xuanyuan Fengran's hand broke through the air and attacked Xiao Yunzheng.

This sword move was sharp and extremely fast, so fast that Xiao Yunzheng couldn't see it clearly. Only when he smelled the cold fragrance of red plums coming at him did he block back based on his instinct.

After a few moves, Xiao Yunzheng took a deep breath.

Before his eyes, Xuanyuan Fengran's dark eyes were frozen, cold, and filled with murderous intent.

Only then did he realize that in the previous hundred moves, Xuanyuan Fengran had not used his full strength. He was just teasing him like a child.

Xiao Yunzheng felt deeply ashamed.

People always compare him with Xuanyuan Fengran, and Xuanyuan Fengran must know this, but Xuanyuan Fengran has never regarded him as an opponent.

Even the victory or loss of this competition in front of the emperor was firmly in the hands of Xuanyuan Fengran.

Xiao Yunzheng took two more moves, the last two moves.

The red plum branch in Xuanyuan Fengran's hand was pressed straight against his throat. For a moment, Xiao Yunzheng believed that as long as Xuanyuan Fengran wanted to, he could easily take his life.

Behind the desk in the east seat, Abao felt hotter and hotter, and even had a severe dizziness.

Sudden--

Exclamations rang out throughout the hall.

A Bao forced himself to cheer up and looked towards the center of the hall, only to see Xuanyuan Fengran holding the red plum branch in his hand just an inch against Xiao Yunzheng's heart.

The force was neither light nor heavy, yet extremely shocking.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Fengran said sternly, "Nothing more than that."

Xiao Yunzheng was solemn, his expression slightly gloomy.

Ah Bao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with joy, "Uncle Feng Ran won."

"I won the bet!" She clutched the silver sword and murmured proudly, "I knew that Uncle Feng Ran would win."

Xie Wuai was also very excited, "Yes! King Feng Ran is amazing! He won!"

Xie Wuai said with some regret, "Alas, Xiao Yunzheng, the little god of war, is still a little lacking in skills."

Before she finished her words, A Bao noticed Pei Guichen's gaze falling on her.

She pinched her brows irritably.

She felt so dizzy that her brain could hardly function.

I wanted to ignore it, but Pei Guichen's gaze was extremely invasive.

As if by magic, an idea suddenly occurred to Abao.

Almost without hesitation, she looked towards the woman in the west seat, wearing a dark plum-colored, white brocade shirt.

The gilded brocade screen with thousands of flowers blocked the cold wind and snow outside the hall. Sitting in front of the screen, Pei Guichen was calm and composed, as calm as an ice sculpture.

She saw that he seemed to be lost in thought, and tapped his palm lightly with the folding fan.

His cold eyes were looking at Xuanyuan Fengran and Xiao Yunzheng in the center of the hall.

A Bao followed his gaze and felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

Pei Guichen was not looking at Xuanyuan Fengran and Xiao Yunzheng, but was only looking at Xiao Yunzheng.

Xiao Yunzheng was defeated, so he naturally had to retreat.

When passing by Xuanyuan Fengran, he took the opportunity to exchange glances with Pei Guichen without telling anyone.

The glances between the two were extremely secretive.

A Bao watched it all quietly and kept it in mind.

Looking around the Yuji Palace again, everyone's eyes were focused on Xuanyuan Fengran. She was the only one who noticed the undercurrent between Pei Guichen and Xiao Yunzheng.

After his tragic death and no longer trusting Pei Guichen wholeheartedly, Abao sees the true face of everything with great clarity.

Seeing this situation, she actually had a thought that "it should be like this".