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

Chapter 27 Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here!

Ji Zhengyan urged him, and Xiao Baojing took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the basket: "Wait a minute, I'll write down what I need to do on paper first, otherwise I'll forget it when I get to the door."

Ji Zhengyan moved closer to her, and the fish lantern crown cast a halo of light on the rice paper: "Tsk! You are too cautious!"

The tip of the pen quickly wrote down the ink characters one by one.

In addition to sending Ji Zhengyan to Yuhua Lane to meet Yunniang, she also wrote some of her own affairs, that she would go to Yejing with the peddler, that she would ask the imperial master of the dynasty how to cultivate from a puppet to a human, that she would stop him from swallowing the sun, and that she would find out why the fourth princess killed her original body...

After writing this, she put away her pen, ink, paper and inkstone and carefully put them into her bag.

The two were about to go out when Shang Bingjiu and Xiao Qian came back after drinking.

Xiao Qian praised it highly: "Although this garden is remote, the banquet is very rich and lively. It is rare for travelers from all over the country to gather here. Miss Huo is also very beautiful. Little brother, I really enjoyed myself tonight!"

Xiao Baojing could see that this guy was a talkative person who liked to get along with others.

Shang Bingjiu ignored him.

He picked up Xiao Baojing with one arm, opened the box and put her inside.

Xiao Qian: "Hahaha, little brother, does my sister-in-law sleep in a box every night? Since you two are husband and wife, why don't you sleep together? If a couple doesn't sleep together, how can they give birth to a baby? But then again, it's really hard for a woman to give birth to a child. Thanks to Madam for giving birth to a child for me. Xiao is deeply grateful and has no plans to let her have another child..."

He was babbling on and on.

Xiao Baojing noticed that Shang Bingjiu's slender, warm and cool palm paused on her waist for a moment.

Is he seriously considering sleeping with her?

She glanced secretly at Shang Bingjiu's face.

The face is pretty.

The thin skin under the Taoist robe is also very beautiful.

If I sleep with him...

A picture popped up in Xiao Baojing's mind:
The boy unbuttoned his collar with an indifferent look, revealing his beautiful chest muscles: "Come here."

She curled up in the corner of the bed with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful and innocent: "How can I, who am pure and innocent, give myself to you..."

"Oh, woman." He leaned over, climbed onto her slender body, held her hands high above her head, lowered his head and gave her an evil smile, "Woman, you can't escape tonight, you are in my hands."

His domineering kiss fell wantonly.

She stared at his chest muscles, touching them while trying to resist: "You bastard! You are so annoying! I don't want it anymore!"

Will there be children?
Can a human and a spirit give birth to a child when they are together?

In the dilapidated temple, Xiao Baojing was daydreaming and almost laughed out loud.

When she remembered that she was still pretending to be a puppet, she quickly stopped smiling.

Shang was drunk and lowered his eyes.

He looked down from above and could take in every subtle expression on the girl's face.

Didn't she think she was disguising herself well?
I don't know what she is laughing at all day long. As a monster, she can't even practice dual cultivation. She doesn't enjoy such good essence of his, and looks like a fool.

He helped her straighten the pleats of her skirt around her waist, then walked to the haystack in the corner, fell down, put his hands in his lap, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Xiao Baojing: "..."

It turned out that the peddler wanted to help her straighten the pleats of her skirt.

She thought he was going to sleep with her!
midnight.

Xiao Baojing originally planned to wait until Shang Bingjiu and Xiao Qian fell asleep before taking Ji Zhengyan to Yuhua Lane. However, Xiao Qian was in high spirits and read by lamplight at night. He didn't go to bed even when she was sleepy.

Xiao Baojing couldn't bear it any longer, so he curled up in the cage, yawning, and slowly fell asleep.

After a while, Xiao Qian finally rubbed his tired eyes, put the books back into his bag, and lay down in his clothes on the haystack opposite.

He turned over and looked inside, and suddenly saw countless tiny words carved on the wall with the tip of a hairpin.

——Your name is Xiao Qian, you are the crown prince of Southern Tang, and you have traveled here incognito.

——Every evening, Miss Huo will get married in the back garden and invite you to the wedding banquet, but you have already eaten five times. ——Every morning, you will forget some of the past.

——There are many skeletons in the garden, probably those of people who forgot everything and died trapped here.

—Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here!

The number of wedding banquets attended was erased time and time again, and new numbers were written over and over again.

The last line of words was bolded and darkened, like a warning of some danger.

And the words engraved on the wall are indeed his handwriting!
Xiao Qian sat up suddenly.

The dilapidated temple was silent, with only a dim lamp.

Outside the temple was overwhelming darkness and desolation. The dark shadows of the loquat trees swayed in the night wind, as if ghosts and monsters were smiling and raising their sharp claws high.

Xiao Qian breathed rapidly, grabbed his bag regardless of everything, and hurried outside.

He fled to the garden gate in a panic and stopped in a daze.

What was he planning to do?

He glanced at the sky.

It was so dark, he should find a place to stay for the night.

Xiao Qian was carrying his bag, walking in the darkness, one step deep and one step shallow. When he saw a dilapidated temple with a little light in the distance, he ran over happily.

The next day.

Xiao Baojing woke up, rubbed his eyes and climbed up to the edge of the cage. He saw Shang Bingjiu standing in the temple, quietly staring at the collapsed statue.

She was in a trance for a moment, and a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes walked in and greeted her in a familiar manner: "Are you passing by here to rest? My name is Xiao Qian, and I am also stopping here. What are your names? By the way, I just scooped some water from the pond in the garden. Do you want some?"

Shang Bingjiu turned around and looked at him.

After a moment, he curved his fox eyes and said, "My name is Shang Bingjiu, and this is my beloved wife."

"You two are such a perfect match! But my sister-in-law looks silly, doesn't she look like a local?" Xiao Qian suddenly looked closely at Xiao Baojing, "Why do I feel like my sister-in-law looks familiar?"

Shang Bingjiu said nothing, but raised his sleeves to block Xiao Baojing.

Xiao Qian blushed and explained awkwardly: "Don't misunderstand, little brother, I'm just taking a look, I don't mean anything else. I'm only 21 years old, and my family has already married and had children... Hey, why is there half a cake in my bag? Little brother, are you hungry? Is my sister-in-law hungry? Do you want to share this half cake with me?"

He was an enthusiastic person. Without waiting for Shang Bingjiu to speak, he had already broken half of the pancake into three pieces.

He handed the cake to Shang Bingjiu and said, "Where are you from and where are you going, little brother? I seem to have forgotten where I came from and where I am going. It's really annoying."

The bread was dry and hard.

He turned around to boil water, intending to eat it in the hot water.

Shang Bingjiu opened his mouth and swallowed Xiao Baojing's portion of cake into his mouth.

Xiao Qian looked up and was shocked to see that he had already finished the cake. He quickly gave him a thumbs up and said, "Little brother, you have good teeth!"

Shang Bingjiu lowered his fox eyes and licked his fingertips slowly: "I don't know where I came from or where I'm going."

"Hahaha! Little brother, why don't you stay in this dilapidated temple with me? It won't be too late to set off when I remember the way home!"

"it is good."

Xiao Baojing listened to their conversation.

These conversations sounded so familiar to her, as if she had heard them somewhere before.

But she couldn't remember.

She had something very important to do, but she couldn't remember it.

What is she going to do?

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