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

Chapter 117 He put his hands in his pockets and said: You are not allowed to go
Xiao Baojing sat up and raised his sleeve to wipe the thin layer of sweat that had appeared due to being too nervous in the dream.

She lay on the bed barefoot and drank a glass of water to moisten her throat. When she turned her head, she saw Shang Bingjiu kneeling beside the low table, looking through something.

The young man had just woken up in the morning, with his hair tied up casually. His brow arch and nose bridge were extremely beautiful, folding deep light and shadow in the thin light that came through the crabapple window. The hem of his dark green Taoist robe was spread on the bamboo and wooden floor, looking unrestrained and yet cold and noble.

He really doesn’t look like an ordinary peddler walking around the streets.

Xiao Baojing thought about it, knelt down behind him, and smelled the fragrance of grass and dew coming from him.

It smells good.

She asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Her eyes fell on the page in his hand.

They were actually the portraits of women that Xiao Yulou sent over last night.

Xiao Baojing's heart skipped a beat and he whispered, "Are you looking at these young ladies from aristocratic families..."

Shang Bingjiu curved his fox eyes and said, "Yes."

Xiao Baojing bit his lips, feeling sad.

That day when she turned into a little skeleton, he kissed her forehead, although she had no skin, flesh or eyebrows at that time, so strictly speaking, he actually kissed her skull.

But that’s still a kiss!

Why not count?
He also praised her for being cute and beautiful!
But today he turned around and looked at the portrait of another girl!

She was sad and angry, and asked angrily: "Are they cute?"

Shang Bingjiu flipped through the pictures one by one with a smile on his face: "They are so cute."

"is it beautiful?"

“It’s beautiful.”

Xiao Baojing snorted and turned away angrily.

She couldn't help but look back and secretly glanced at the girls in the portraits.

They are all daughters of famous and prestigious families, all of them are well-dressed, well-fed, talented and beautiful. Naturally, they are more lovely and beautiful than wild girls like her who run around everywhere in the mountains and fields.

It's understandable that the peddler likes them...

But she still felt sour and bitter in her heart, as if she had accidentally bitten a lemon, and the sourness spread along the tip of her tongue. She wished she could cover the peddler's eyes immediately and stop him from looking at these portraits...

Shang Bingjiu had finished looking at the portraits and was slowly and methodically stacking them up.

He put his hands in his pockets and turned to look at Xiao Baojing.

She had just woken up in the morning and had not yet done her makeup. Her ivory-white double-breasted middle-length shirt outlined the lines of a young willow tree. Her hair was thick and black, with a few slightly curly strands on her forehead. Her round almond-shaped eyes were black and moist, and her face was as tender and white as egg white, looking soft and warm.

The girl's cheeks were slightly puffed up, like a little squirrel. Her slender white fingertips kept wrapping around a small handkerchief. Even when it was wrinkled, she still refused to let go, as if all the girl's thoughts were written in this messy handkerchief.

He smiled and said, "But, although other girls are cute and pretty, their cuteness and beauty are appreciated by their future husbands. What does it have to do with me?"

Xiao Baojing's eyes moved, like the fine snow turning into a pool of water, looking at him softly.

This statement should have a follow-up.

For example - but the little princess is different. I am very willing to appreciate her cuteness and beauty.

Eyes facing each other.

The peddler just tilted his head in confusion, like a fox turning its head, and there was no further response.

Xiao Baojing: "..."

She turned away in shame and annoyance, muttering quietly: "Stupid head!"

A few young men happened to come outside the window. They were introduced to Xiao Baojing by Xiao Yulou last night.

They stood in the hallway in exquisite attire, and warmly invited Xiao Baojing: "We are going to go boating and fishing on the lake today. Miss Xiao, do you want to join us?"

Xiao Baojing subconsciously touched his uncombed hair and said awkwardly: "But I haven't combed my hair yet--"

She wanted to go out and have fun. She had originally planned to take her scholarship and go to the next city with a few classmates after taking the college entrance examination. However, she had not had time to implement her plan before she traveled to this world. She had been busy dealing with all kinds of strange things here, and she had not had a chance to enjoy herself.

She looked at the peddler again.

Usually it was the peddler who combed her hair.

At this moment, the young man's sharp teeth were pressed against his thin lips. Although he had red lips and white teeth, his smile was creepy when he stared at her, like a poisonous snake hiding in the bamboo leaves.

He put his hands in his pockets and said, "You are not allowed to go."

Xiao Baojing wanted to contradict him: "I want to go!"

Several young men outside the window were also very dissatisfied: "You are not Miss Xiao's elder, why don't you allow Miss Xiao to go out and play with us? We specially prepared a lot of snacks and cakes for her, and also found a few young ladies of the same age to accompany her to relieve her boredom."

Shang Bingjiu spread out his five fingers. His nails were as sharp as a monster's, his knuckles were as slender as jade, and the red threads on his fingertips were faintly visible. He grabbed Xiao Baojing almost rudely, forcing her to throw herself into his arms.

In the eyes of those young masters, it looked like Xiao Baojing took the initiative to hug him.

His chest was so hard that it hit Xiao Baojing's head and caused him pain.

She raised her little face angrily and was about to refute, but found that she couldn't open her mouth at all.

Shang Bingjiu pressed her head into his arms and looked out the window with a half-smile: "She said she doesn't want to play with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for the young masters to react, he flicked his wide sleeves, and the two crabapple-shaped windows slammed shut.

The red thread disappeared from Shang's fingertips due to the alcohol abuse, and Xiao Baojing regained his ability to move. He reached out and hit him in annoyance.

"You are such a mean person! Why don't you let me go out and play with them?!"

Why...why do you take advantage of your boyfriend's rights without even confessing your feelings?!

This will cause misunderstanding to her.

She misunderstood that he had special feelings for her.

His fists pounded Shang Bingjiu's chest densely, but it didn't hurt at all.

He held her little hand: "Now is not the time."

Xiao Baojing raised his eyelashes.

Her eyelashes are as curled as a doll's, making her almond-shaped eyes look particularly round and bright.

She was indignant: "What's the wrong time?"

Shang Bingjiu lowered his head and interlocked his fingers with hers.

Xiao Baojing subconsciously lowered his eyes to take a look, only to find that his hand seemed to have turned into a tender branch with orange flowers blooming.

In just a moment, it turned into a normal girl's hand.

It made her wonder if it was just a moment of dazzle.

"When I have my revenge, and you have remembered your time north of the Demonic Wall, then I will be able to say those words."

The young man spoke in a low and hoarse voice, and bent down to kiss the back of Xiao Baojing's hand. There was determination in his charming fox eyes.

Xiao Baojing was stunned.

Lan Ru said that she was the orange tree north of the Demonic Wall, and it seemed that the peddler's words agreed with him.

She vaguely recalled the conversation she had with the peddler in the Jile Temple in Xiangshui County:

——What's the name of the girl you like? Where does she live? Have you... have you known each other for a long time?
——I ate her before. She was an orange tree, and the oranges she produced were delicious. I was very hungry at that time, and I ate everything in that place, but I was still very hungry. I liked her very much, so I saved her for last. Although I didn't know whether she was male or female at that time, she could bloom, so I guessed she was probably female.

Xiao Baojing was stunned.

Lan Xi's words suddenly popped up in my mind:

——Once upon a time there was an orange tree demon, half of which was devoured by me and the other half was taken away by another annoying guy. I reluctantly spat out a piece of her bones and made this clapboard, which I keep by my side as a memory forever.

(End of this chapter)