The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 104 Are they the same person?
Lan Ru carried Xiao Baojing on his back and left the palace, heading towards the north of the city.

Xiao Baojing was puzzled: "What do you want Wen Yun to do?"

"Eat."

"How do you eat that?"

"Eat it like you're drawing Qi into your body. It's very nutritious."

Xiao Baojing held up his face and fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a while, she still couldn't imagine how such an illusory thing could be taken into the body.

Only half of the Wendao Academy in the north of the city remains, and only half of the teachers and students who taught there are left. Some went home to repair their houses, and some returned to Southern Tang, so only a few people are left here.

Lan Ru was going to devour Wen Yun, so he put the basket of goods under the eaves and let the big skeleton and the small skeleton stare at Xiao Baojing.

"Don't even think about running away..."

The young man's white Taoist robe, embroidered with the word "hungry", flowed down like water, with an orange wood clapper hanging around his waist. He had red lips, white teeth and a pointed chin. He raised his hands with sharp nails in a naughty manner.

The red thread on the fingertips is faintly visible.

Xiao Baojing staggered forward two steps, pulled by the red silk thread, and fell directly into the young man's arms.

The young man lowered his head, his thin lips pressed against the girl's white earlobe, his breath hot and dangerous: "Otherwise, I will eat you!"

After making the threat, he walked away.

The big skeleton held the small skeleton in one hand and a painted folding fan in the other. He watched his master go away, thought for a moment, and slowly handed the folding fan to Xiao Baojing, as if inviting her to play.

Xiao Baojing didn't answer.

She put her hands beside her head and watched the red thread gradually disappear in the air.

It was obviously the silk thread used by the peddler for mending clothes, but Chao Yuan and Lan Ru could also use it.

Their faces are so similar...

Are they the same person?
If it is split personality, they can appear in the same time and space at the same time, which does not meet the characteristics of split personality.

It is said that a powerful demon exorcist can move mountains and seas, call the wind and rain, and is omnipotent. If the peddler has great magical powers and has split himself into countless selves, why is there a sense of competition between these "selves"?
What are they fighting about?
In addition to these two possibilities, Xiao Baojing thought of another possibility.

The peddler is not a demon-slayer, but a powerful demon.

A monster so powerful that it can possess countless bodies at the same time.

The endless thoughts made Xiao Baojing's head hurt.

She shook her head, deciding not to think about these things until she found the peddler.

She asked the skeleton, "Can I walk around? I can't get away with you following me anyway."

The skeleton hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Xiao Baojing strolled around the Wendao Academy.

It was deep spring, and because there was no one to take care of the academy, it was overgrown with weeds and the birds were singing sadly. The pavilions and palaces that Xiao Qian had renovated were once again deserted and abandoned.

Xiao Baojing stepped into the palace, which was filled with classics, history books, and miscellaneous works carefully copied by students.

But now no one reads it, only silverfish swim through it and eat the pages for a living.

Although it is said that "seeing bookworms on the desk is better than having ordinary companions", Xiao Baojing still couldn't help feeling a little pity when he saw these good books being eaten and damaged by silverfish.

The big skeleton spread a piece of silk on the ground and raised his hand to invite Xiao Baojing to sit down.

Xiao Baojing knelt in front of the desk.

The light of late spring shines in through the crabapple window, countless dust particles are flying in the circle of light, the girl's peach-pink skirt spreads on the ground, her double bun ties hang down in front of her chest, and her snow-white face is as beautiful as a flower in the spring light.

She leaned down slightly and blew away the dust on the desk. "What a lot of dust!"

A babyish voice suddenly came.

Xiao Baojing was startled and quickly leaned over the desk to look.

Across the tall scroll, a dignified and beautiful young woman was kneeling opposite her, holding a three-year-old girl, who was also looking at her in panic.

Xiao Baojing was surprised: "Crown Princess?!"

The mother and daughter must have been hiding here for a long time and looked very dirty.

"You are... Miss Xiao?" The woman recognized Xiao Baojing and let down her guard. "I saw you in the academy that day, and later I heard from my husband that Sister Xiao and Master Shang helped him a lot. I really don't know how to thank you! By the way, Sister Xiao, just call me Xueying."

Xiao Baojing said openly: "Sister Xueying!"

She gently poked the little pink ball in Lu Xueying's arms.

The little girl smiled shyly and snuggled into her mother's arms with a blushing face, looking so cute and adorable.

Lu Xueying gently stroked the little girl's braids: "Her name is Xiao Dingtian, and her nickname is Ping An."

Xiao Baojing was stunned: "This name is really domineering!"

"It was chosen by my fourth sister." Lu Xueying also laughed and looked at the little girl in her arms tenderly. "My fourth sister said that the word 'Ding' is a national treasure. In ancient times, there was a saying 'asking for the tripod of the Central Plains'. It has always been used to symbolize the power of a dynasty. The word 'Tian' represents supremacy and impartiality. It is a symbol of authority and law. My fourth sister has high hopes for Xiao Ping'an."

Xiao Baojing scratched his head.

I didn't expect that a scary woman like Xiao Nanjia would actually carefully name her little niece!

"It's just..." Lu Xueying smiled helplessly, "There is no reason for a woman to ascend the throne in all dynasties. I'm afraid Xiao Ping'an will disappoint her expectations."

Xiao Baojing: Of course there isn’t any!

Isn’t Xiao Nanjia planning to usurp the throne?

It turns out that Xiao Nanjia has chosen Xiao Ping'an as her successor!

Lu Xueying kissed Xiao Ping'an's cheek and said, "Father has long known that my husband and I do not plan to have another child. Therefore, the heir to the Southern Tang Dynasty in the future will probably be the heir of the imperial aunt. I heard that the imperial aunt is pregnant with the son of God, the child of the gods, who will definitely be able to govern the country well."

Xiao Baojing thought of the baby in Xiao Yulou's belly and calculated the days. It has been seven months.

It should be more difficult to have an abortion again, right?
The peddler was busy with his own business and had not yet completed the transaction with Xiao Yulou.

Everything is in a mess and there is no clue.

Xiao Baojing pulled at his hair, feeling annoyed just thinking about it.

"Oh, right," she came back to her senses and talked about the important things, "Sister Xueying, you are hiding here, and you probably don't know how to return to Southern Tang? At midnight, when the moon is reflected in the water, you can jump in and return to Southern Tang! You have to hurry up, and it's best to leave tonight, because the Gu Song Dynasty may never see the moon again soon!"

Lu Xueying was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded: "Thank you, Sister Xiao, for telling me. I'll make a note of it."

It was not yet midnight, so Lu Xueying suggested, "Let me take you around."

The academy was renovated by Xiao Qian himself. Lu Xueying and her daughter live here all the time, so they are very familiar with every tree and blade of grass here.

After visiting half of the library, Xiao Baojing was amazed at the size of the academy's collection.

Lu Xueying held Xiao Ping'an's hand and said with a smile, "This is nothing. Before the Wendao Academy was burned down, the collection of books was ten times what it is now, covering almost all the classics, histories, poems, songs, folk stories, and stone murals from ancient times to the present. It's a pity that they were all burned in the fire..."

Xiao Baojing said, "I heard the peddler mention that fire. He said that in the late Gu Song Dynasty, someone set fire to the academy and burned many people to death. Since then, the academy has never recovered. It was not until the prince reported to the emperor in the spring of the year before last that the Wendao Academy was reopened. I don't know who is so wicked as to set fire to the academy!"

Lu Xueying lowered her eyelids, trembling slightly, and whispered: "He is a very scary man, with a skinny body and fierce eyes..."

Xiao Baojing leaned against the bookshelf, wrapped the tender pink laces around his fingertips, and tilted his head.

Sister Xueying's expression was as if she had seen the arsonist.

But she is the Crown Princess of Southern Tang, how could she have met anyone from Gu Song?
(End of this chapter)