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

In the inner hall of the East Palace, deep behind layers of gauze curtains, next to the bed.

A Bao was silent: "..."

Xuanyuan Fengran: "..."

The silence was exceptionally long, until Po couldn't bear it any longer.

Ah Bao held back his laughter, "Uncle Feng Ran, is the food box containing the ginger duck soup heavy? ~"

Xuanyuan Fengran remained calm, said nothing, and refused to answer.

A Bao sighed seriously, "Uncle, you must have worked hard to carry it across the eaves and walls tonight."

Before he could finish his words, Xuanyuan Fengran pinched Abao's little face.

The force was not strong, more like a tickle.

A Bao was still resting his head on Xuanyuan Fengran's legs, looking up at him. His face was a mixture of light and shadow, outlining his sharp features, and the candlelight in his eyes flickered in brightness.

A Bao couldn't help but think that every time she knew that the person next to her was him, she felt particularly at ease.

Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his head and stared at the little girl who was resting her head on his legs.

The little girl's eyes were bright, and she looked at him happily, with a natural and intimate look on her face.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Fengran sighed resignedly.

"Would you like another bowl of soup?"

A Bao clutched the corner of the quilt, hesitating for a long time, but finally he mustered up the courage to reach out and hold Xuanyuan Fengran's thin and narrow waist.

"Drink later."

"Uncle Feng Ran, let me hold you for a while."

Xuanyuan Fengran's body froze, his voice hoarse and low, "A Bao..." Let go...

Before he finished speaking, he heard the little girl's nasal voice, as if she was very sad, "No one else will know, I will just hold you for a little while."

Xuanyuan Fengran's eyes were dim, and he chuckled silently to himself.

Yes, no matter how close they are, it has to be when no one knows.

Xuanyuan Fengran's breathing gradually became heavier, but in the end he indulged the little girl as usual. After a long silence, he carefully tucked the quilt tightly for the little girl.

But how long is a while? The flickering candle flame was half burned.

Ah Bao hugged Xuanyuan Fengran's waist and asked in a muffled voice, "Uncle, are you still here?"

Xuanyuan Fengran said hoarsely: "Yes."

When the candle flame was almost burned out, A Bao asked again in a daze, "Uncle, are you there?"

Xuanyuan Fengran replied in a deep voice, "Yes, I'll take a nap if I feel tired."

A Bao shook his head dreamily, "I'm not sleepy."

Before she finished her words, she felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

Xuanyuan Fengran's throat rolled. His little girl was sleeping soundly, but she did not forget to hold his waist tightly with her hands.

It was as if she was afraid that he would run away.

Xuanyuan Fengran lowered his eyes and smiled indulgently, then raised his hand and stroked the little girl's furrowed brows, her round and pretty nose, and then to the corners of her warm lips with his fingertips.

He stared, his eyes growing darker and his breathing becoming heavier.

But suddenly, Abao coquettishly murmured, "Uncle."

It was just a dream talk, but the two words "imperial uncle" were like a heavy hammer that hit Xuanyuan Fengran hard and woke him up completely.

The scene from earlier, of Po standing next to the wedding dress, came uncontrollably back into his mind.

Keep reminding him that Abao is going to get married, to another man.

On the wedding day, the bright red wedding dress embroidered with gold and inlaid with jade must have looked extremely beautiful on Abao.

But he can only be called the Imperial Uncle in her mouth.

Xuanyuan Fengran suddenly withdrew his hand, smiled miserably and closed his eyes.

The candle burned out and went out completely.

The inner hall of the East Palace was pitch black; even the moonlight was hidden in the gloomy black clouds.

Abao, who was sleeping soundly, started having that nightmare again.

What shocked and left her speechless was that this nightmare was actually continuing. In her previous life, Pei Guichen dug out her coffin and put it into the tomb of his Tiansheng Taizu Emperor.

At this moment, Abao is in the period after that day.

Pei Guichen, who was already an octogenarian, promoted the Imperial Observatory and began to believe in alchemy.

A Bao was floating in the air. Pei Guichen, with a head full of white hair, was sitting on his supreme throne. He looked at the Imperial Observatory with a gloomy look. "I have dug out A Bao's bronze coffin as you said. When can I see A Bao again?"