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

The lonely wind blew.

Pei Guichen was speechless, while A Bao was secretly admiring him.

Suddenly, a dark shadow loomed overhead.

The shadow's laughter was cold, "Xuanyuan Abao, the emperor's uncle is hungry, would you like to have breakfast with him?"

A Bao felt a chill run down his spine, and he immediately let go of Pei Guichen's hand, stood up, and said with a smile: "Okay! Little Uncle Feng Ran!"

Pei Guichen's palms felt empty as he watched A Bao hold Xuanyuan Fengran's arm and walk straight towards the East Palace.

Pei Guichen's cold eyes suddenly turned fierce.

As they walked away, A Bao held Xuanyuan Fengran tighter, "Uncle, you spent the whole night looking for me. You must have been exhausted. I'll ask the chef to prepare some of your favorite food later."

Xuanyuan Fengran gritted his teeth and tried to pull his hand back.

Unfortunately, his arm was held tightly by Po.

He said in a cold tone: "Who said that the emperor's uncle was looking for you all night?"

"Maybe this is what it means to be in tune with each other?" A Bao smiled mysteriously at Xuanyuan Fengran, "I just know it! The little uncle will definitely come to find me."

"If I'm alive, save my life; if I'm dead, collect my body."

Before she could finish her words, Xuanyuan Fengran suddenly grabbed her wrist.

He used so much force that she felt pain instantly.

"Little uncle?"

"Xuanyuan Abao!" Xuanyuan Fengran finally couldn't bear it anymore.

The last bit of rationality was enough to support Xuanyuan Fengran to drag A Bao to the gap between the two walls next to the Xuanshi Hall.

A Bao was startled, thinking that Xuanyuan Fengran was going to scold her harshly, but he just held her wrist tightly, fearing that she would disappear at any time.

A Bao blamed himself and lowered his head, only to see Xuanyuan Fengran's hands, which were covered with scars.

Although it had been cleaned, the flesh and blood exposed by the nails had just solidified and the blood scab had just solidified. There was even a very deep arrow wound on the back of the right hand.

"Uncle, you were in the fire ruins last night, digging through the rubble with your own hands to find me."

Po used an affirmative tone.

After she understood, her nose felt sore and she looked up at Xuanyuan Fengran.

"Uncle Feng Ran, I was wrong."

She was apologizing sincerely, "Uncle, you can scold me, or pinch my face hard. I arrested someone in Baiyujing last night, and I should have arranged it more carefully."

"My hand hurts, so I won't pinch it."

Xuanyuan Fengran said angrily.

He stared at her with bloodshot eyes. He was obviously extremely angry, but he was afraid of scaring her, so he had to restrain himself even though he was full of rage.

"What I care about is whether you are careful in arresting people?"

Xuanyuan Fengran sneered coldly, "Xuanyuan Abao! Did you have fun last night? Was falling from the building fun?"

A Bao knew that she was in the wrong, and she was also clear that Xuanyuan Fengran was worried about her.

She stood still and was scolded.

But Xuanyuan Fengran's anger slowly turned into fear, "Who told you to push me away?"

A Bao was stunned, and it took him a while to figure it out. It turned out that what Xuanyuan Fengran really cared about was the critical moment, but when he tried to save her, she pushed him away.

She was about to explain, since he could save her, why couldn't she save him?

But Xuanyuan Fengran gritted his teeth and said sternly, "There will never be a next time."

The relief of getting it back made him panic.

Because if there was just one mistake, his little girl would not be able to stand in front of him alive.

"Xuanyuan Abao, you must remember this for sure."

Xuanyuan Fengran's eyes were so red with anger that they turned mad. "In the face of life and death, I am your stepping stone, the bridge to cross the river, the ladder to climb the cloud. As long as you can survive, it doesn't matter whether you live or not."

The corners of A Bao's eyes turned red, "I will feel bad when I see you get hurt."

"It's better to be distressed than to die!" Xuanyuan Fengran was so angry that he almost completely lost control, and growled in a deep voice: "Xuanyuan Diyang! Do you want to be distressed, or do you want to die?!"

Po didn't hesitate, "I'm so sad!!"

Xuanyuan Fengran suddenly fell silent, as if he was shocked by A Bao's answer.