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

A Bao was at a loss for a moment, but soon he grabbed Xuanyuan Fengran's belt again, stood on tiptoe in his arms, leaned close to his warm lips, and looked at him carefully for a long time.

"Hey, uncle, aren't you the antidote?"

She said this innocently.

But Xuanyuan Fengran's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Abao, stop making trouble."

Perhaps it was the drunkenness that unleashed his nature, or perhaps it was the effect of the drugs, but the little girl in front of him with such a tender smile actually dared to strip off his robe.

"Be good, Abao, bear with it a little longer. The antidote will be here soon."

"Don't endure it! I don't want to endure it!" A Bao became like an unreasonable little girl.

Xuanyuan Fengran was suffering from being provoked by her, but suddenly, she stopped her hands from messing with him.

Ah Bao blushed, blinked his eyes, and asked seriously, "Uncle, they said you are not a man, is that true?"

Xuanyuan Fengran was silent for a while, his dark eyes full of danger as he asked word by word.

"Xuanyuan Abao, what are you talking about?"

Abao was well behaved at this time and answered seriously: "They said you are not a man."

"Who?"

“There are so many people~” A Bao thought about it, and the whole palace city was spreading the rumor that the Butcher King Xuanyuan Fengran was inhumane and not a man.

A Bao couldn't quite tell the difference between her past life and her present life. She felt sorry for Xuanyuan Fengran and awkwardly comforted him, "Uncle, don't be sad. I believe in you. You can do it."

Before she could finish her words, she grabbed him by the collar and pushed him towards the tea table.

The tea table is made of golden nanmu wood and is as hard as rock.

Xuanyuan Fengran hit his lower back, but he did not forget to use both hands to protect Abao tightly, for fear that she would fall on the cold stone slabs.

But she was still smiling at him. Her eyes were extremely beautiful to begin with, and at this moment, she was smiling with undisguised desire. It was no exaggeration to say that she was stunningly beautiful.

She looked at him with her watery eyes and smiled tenderly, "Help, help me..."

Xuanyuan Fengran knew exactly what Abao needed.

The heat wave hit, and A Bao frowned in discomfort. He rubbed Xuanyuan Fengran's neck, and murmured softly like a little animal, "Uncle, I feel so uncomfortable."

"Uncle, why don't you help me?"

"Don't you like Po anymore? You obviously like me."

Listening to these dreamlike murmurs and questions, Xuanyuan Fengran gave a desperate smile and chopped the little girl in his arms unconscious with a knife.

When Lu Lang arrived with ice, A Bao didn't use it, but Xuanyuan Fengran used it.

Half an hour later, when the green nanmu door at the back hall of the Yuji Palace opened, a silver sword light flashed.

The silver sword in Xuanyuan Fengran's hand was across Pei Guichen's neck.

That silver sword can cut through iron like mud.

Pei Guichen sneered, "You are so pitiful."

Xuanyuan Fengran seemed to have completely torn off the mask of romanticism he had been wearing. Under the cold light of the silver sword in his hand, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"If you were the one who gave me the drug, I will chop your thing off alive and feed it to the dogs."

Pei Guichen could feel the cold sharpness of the sword blade against his neck. Xuanyuan Fengran was not threatening him, but telling him.

No matter who the person who drugged Abao today is, the thing on his body will be chopped alive and fed to dogs by Xuanyuan Fengran.

"I did not do this."

Pei Guichen silently clenched his fists, his eyes cold as ice, "Your Highness and I must get married, and then, the wedding night will be a natural thing."

"Why should I be in such a hurry?"

Pei Guichen said calmly: "The most important thing is that I will not use such a despicable trick to hurt Your Highness."

Xuanyuan Fengran was half-believing and half-doubting. He retracted his sword and turned around to go back to the house.

Behind him, Pei Guichen reminded, "King Feng Ran is the uncle of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"As an elder, King Feng Ran should avoid suspicion in some matters."

Xuanyuan Fengran turned around silently, looking at Pei Guichen with deep eyes, and Pei Guichen smiled coldly.

They understand each other tacitly, and in some things, they are the same.

After a long while, Xuanyuan Fengran slowly spoke, his tone was cold, "Master Pei, if I ask Abao to drop your jade token..."

Xuanyuan Fengran laughed in anger, "Guess, will Abao do it?"

Pei Guichen's cold eyes remained unchanged.

But deep down in his heart, he had already torn Xuanyuan Fengran into pieces.