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

Just across the wall is the majestic Xuanshi Hall, where civil and military officials met with the old emperor.

However, A Bao plucked up the courage to put her arms around Xuanyuan Fengran's waist and leaned on his chest. She smelled the deep and quiet ebony scent on him, and her heart finally settled down.

"Little uncle, does the arrow wound hurt?"

Xuanyuan Fengran avoided answering and taught him solemnly: "No one is worth your risk."

"I can't do that." After a pause, Xuanyuan Fengran still remembered how intimate Abao was with Pei Guichen, so he couldn't help but warn him sternly, "Pei Guichen can't do that either."

A Bao tightened his grip around Xuanyuan Fengran's waist.

She asked stubbornly, "Little Uncle, does the arrow wound from last night hurt?"

This time, Xuanyuan Fengran remained silent.

When Abao becomes serious and persistent, he becomes particularly stubborn.

She asked in a crying voice, "Uncle Feng Ran, you were injured last night. Does it hurt?"

Xuanyuan Fengran's silence this time was exceptionally long.

The iron-cast arrow with a hook pierced into the flesh and bones, leaving a pool of blood. When it was pulled out, the flesh was hooked out along with it, leaving another pool of blood.

How could it not hurt.

There was dead silence for a long time in the quiet intervals between the palace walls.

Long enough for Xuanyuan Fengran to clearly feel the sadness of the little girl in his arms.

His anger had long disappeared at this moment, leaving only a complicated feeling. He was worried that she would get hurt, but he was helpless about her persistent questioning.

Finally, Xuanyuan Fengran rubbed Abao's head comfortingly, "It will hurt, but only a little bit."

"I've been hurt worse than this before."

Xuanyuan Fengran originally wanted to comfort the little girl. He was used to it and she didn’t need to be sad.

But the little girl in his arms was so angry that she started crying, her eyes red with tears.

“That’s why I said it would hurt!”

What made A Bao particularly angry was that Xuanyuan Fengran didn't take his own body seriously. "What stepping stone? A bridge across the river? A ladder to the sky? It's all bullshit!!"

"You were the one who said it at the beginning. Flesh and blood bodies will feel pain when they are injured!" Ah Bao was annoyed and furious. He wanted to bite Xuanyuan Fengran hard to teach him a lesson.

"Xuanyuan Fengran! I won't allow you to get hurt again!"

It was the first time that Xuanyuan Fengran saw Abao being so domineering and unreasonable to him.

But strangely, he felt that the little Abao in front of him was very nice.

It's much better than these years when every time she saw him, her eyes were full of wariness and suspicion.

A Bao was surprised to see a light shining in Xuanyuan Fengran's black eyes.

She was stunned for a while, and it took her a long time to find her voice. She said angrily: "Xuanyuan Fengran! Do you remember it?"

"I don't want you to sacrifice yourself."

The past life emerged in his mind. Xuanyuan Fengran, lying in a pool of blood, had already died tragically, but he had to endure the extreme punishment of being cut into pieces, with his flesh chopped into pieces to feed dogs and his bones sunk into the river.

Abao was frightened and scared.

She had been holding back tears for a long time, and finally burst out, "If we really come to the point of life and death, if you save me, I can also save you."

Unable to bear seeing A Bao cry, Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his head, pressed his forehead against A Bao's, and sighed deeply in compromise.

"Your Highness, I will remember this."

"Really?" Po asked with tears in his eyes.

Xuanyuan Fengran rubbed her forehead, coaxing her like a child, "Really."

Po's eyes were red, he sniffed, and stretched out his little finger seriously, "Pin it down, it won't change."

At this moment, Xuanyuan Fengran secretly sighed that Her Royal Highness the Princess had finally acquired some of the childishness of a little girl.

He was patient and stretched out his little finger.

A Bao seriously hooked Xuanyuan Fengran's little finger and shook it.

Suddenly, she smiled contentedly.

Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his head and stared at her, his tearful eyes as warm as the stars in the sky.

He hooked his fingers together and wiped away her tears.

Ah Bao held Xuanyuan Fengran's hand, turned around and continued to walk towards the East Palace, and said happily in his heart: "Uncle Fengran, let's go have breakfast, I'm starving."

Xuanyuan Fengran's whole body froze for a moment.

Her hands were soft and warm, but they held him tightly, leaving him at a loss.

When he came to his senses, he was already being led by A Bao into the East Palace gate.

Doctor Zhang has been waiting for a long time.

"I am here on the orders of the Imperial Concubine to apply medicine to heal your Highness's wounds."

Hong Xiu, who was standing by, was worried. "Your Highness, you went to see Empress Wen with your injuries. This must have frightened Empress Wen."

A Bao comforted him, "It's okay."

After she entered the palace, she was still wearing the same shabby clothes from last night. When Imperial Concubine Wen, who always paid great attention to her manners when meeting the emperor, saw her, she did not ask her to see the imperial physician first and then change into new clothes.

Concubine Wen’s meaning was very clear.

She was asked to go see the old emperor in such a miserable state, and to ask the old emperor to punish her lighter punishment considering that she was injured and suffered last night.

In fact, she thought the same as Concubine Wen.

He was just pretending to be pitiful in front of the old emperor.

As A Bao thought about this, he still felt a little sad.

The daughter actually needs to pretend and use all her tricks in front of her father in order to survive.

How sad.