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

Chapter 5 She is really moldy

After the rain in the empty mountain, a bright moon hangs high in the night sky like a mirror, and the small banana courtyard is fresh and moist.

The peddler dressed Xiao Baojing up again and moved her to sit under the eaves of the corridor: "Get more moonlight and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This will help you to cultivate into a human form soon."

The twelve-piece rouge-red palace skirt embroidered with embroidered patterns covered the girl's slender and graceful body. The intricate and wide skirt spread out on the bamboo and wooden floor. Her thick black hair, like flowing satin, was half-tied up with a golden hairpin, winding along her graceful figure and trailing on the ground. Her little face was slender, radiant, and gorgeous under the moonlight.

She maintained her elegant posture of sitting upright and glanced at the peddler secretly.

He said something about basking in the moonlight and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He must be reluctant to spend the lamp oil and candles, so he took advantage of the clear moonlight and went outside to weave copper coin bracelets to exchange for a little money for a living.

Although this peddler lives a hard life, he is a positive, optimistic and humorous person.

If he knew that the puppets in his home had already become spirits, he would be scared to death.

Just like Xu Xian was scared to death by White Snake!

It took him an hour to weave the bracelet.

Xiao Baojing gradually felt sleepy. When he lowered his head to doze off, he suddenly saw some blue spots on the back of his hand.

Blue spots...

Is she moldy?

The town is hidden deep in the mountains and wild ridges, with ancient trees blocking out the sun, and it is indeed easy to get moldy if you live here.

When she was about to fall asleep, she thought vaguely, why bask in the moonlight, she should just bask in the sun more.

The peddler threw the braided mountain ghost bracelet into the basket.

He picked up the sleeping Xiao Baojing and lifted up a section of her wide sleeves.

The fair and delicate skin was covered with corpse spots, which seemed to be spreading to the whole body.

Wenliang's fingertips gently stroked the corpse spots, his tone filled with regret.

"The time is almost up. Little princess, if you don't cultivate into a human form, you will rot completely..."

While Xiao Baojing was sleeping, he vaguely heard the peddler say that the food was about to rot.

Is it because she is moldy that she is going to rot?

It reminded her of moldy oranges.

When she was in the third grade of elementary school, she forgot an orange on her desk before the holiday. After several rainy days, when she returned to school, she found that the originally orange-yellow fresh orange had turned into a furry gray-green color.

A puddle of pus will form if you pinch it.

She doesn't want to become like that.

Xiao Baojing clung to the peddler, as if swearing: "I will definitely become the freshest orange..."

The peddler was strangely silent.

"I want you to transform into a human, not an orange!"

The moonlight is quiet and the hibiscus flowers under the banana trees are dancing and whispering.

The peddler's sharp teeth pressed against his thin lips, and his fox eyes suddenly curved again.

It turns out that people really do smile when they are speechless.

The next day.

Xiao Baojing was prepared for Qiu Yue to come and visit them, but they didn't come this time.

She looked in the mirror and suddenly discovered that her originally porcelain-white and fragrant chin and neck had several blue spots, exactly the same as those on her arms.

Last night was not a dream, she really got moldy!

She quickly ran to the yard to bask in the sun, but the blue spots were stubborn and no matter how much she basked in the sun, they remained firmly attached to her skin and even showed signs of expanding.

Xiao Baojing became panicked when he thought of the rotten orange, and quickly fetched a basin of clean water to scrub his skin.

But how could the spots that grew from deep in the muscles and bones be washed away by clean water? Even after she rubbed the back of her hands until they turned red, the spots did not diminish at all.

She looked down at the tender hibiscus face reflected in the wooden basin.

In her opinion, rotten things should be thrown away, such as the rotten orange.

So, if the peddler found that she was rotten, would he throw her away immediately?
But she still had to go to Beijing with the peddler, and she couldn't be thrown away.

Xiao Baojing lifted her skirt and ran into the room, opened the powder box, and applied a thick layer of powder on the areas with blue spots.

She didn't feel relieved until the ugly blue spots were covered up.

I don't know how long I can keep it a secret, but I'll try to keep it a secret for a while. I'll slowly figure out a way.

The peddler came back a little late today.

Xiao Baojing glanced at his basket of goods.

Business is pretty good today. All the little gadgets I picked out early in the morning have been sold out.

But his basket was filled with white frost.

Could it be that he spent all the money he earned today on buying flowers?
Xiao Baojing hated it.

There is no rice in the rice jar, but he still has the mood to buy flowers!

The peddler lit a few big red lanterns and boiled the frost flowers into water and poured it into the bathtub, probably to take a bath.

The rich and strange fragrance wafted out from the cracks in the doors and windows, almost making Xiao Baojing dizzy.

She heard countless ferocious beasts roaring and stirring in the long night outside the window. Those were the most vicious roars she had ever heard of, but this small house with red lanterns was undoubtedly safe, and those roars were always kept far away from here.

She was sniffing the flowers when the peddler suddenly looked at her.

Xiao Baojing: "..."

Look what she does.

She has covered her blemishes completely.

And she would never peek at him taking a shower.

The peddler smiled warmly and suddenly reached out to untie her belt: "It's time for the little princess to take a bath."

Xiao Baojing: "..."

Bath?

Why is this word so fresh?

what.

It turns out that the person who was planning to take a shower was not him, but her?
She is a puppet, and the peddler wants to give her a bath?

No, why would a puppet take a bath?!

And even though she was a puppet, she had everything she needed. Why would a man like him give her a bath?
Abnormal!

wrong!

The point is that she has a lot of freckles on her body, and she only tried to cover them up with powder in the afternoon. Now, wouldn't they all be exposed after washing? !
"By the way, I need to prepare a new towel for you."

The peddler turned around to get the towel, and Xiao Baojing quietly moved his butt towards the bed.

The peddler seemed to have noticed something and suddenly turned around.

Xiao Baojing knelt on the ground, motionless and smiling.

The peddler raised an eyebrow and continued looking for a towel.

Xiao Baojing continued to move his butt towards the bed.

The peddler suddenly turned around again.

Xiao Baojing still knelt and smiled.

When she was a child, she played the game of "One, Two, Three, Statue" with her classmates, and she always came first.

While the peddler continued to look for the towel, Xiao Baojing had already moved to the bedside, and taking advantage of the peddler's unpreparedness, he turned around and crawled under the bed.

The peddler came back with the towel and looked down at Xiao Baojing.

The front half of his body did get in.

But the butt is still outside.

The peddler dragged her out: "Take a bath."

Xiao Baojing's clothes were disheveled.

No, wasn't the peddler wondering how a puppet like her could get under the bed?

Is his heart so big?!
Or……

He had already discovered that she had become a monster, but because he was attracted by her beauty, he deliberately did not expose her so that he could take advantage of her?
Is he so scheming? !
(End of this chapter)