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

Chapter 52 She bowed solemnly to the collapsed statue

Tomorrow is the grand parade of gods in Xiangshui County.

The officials sent two maids to teach Xiao Baojing etiquette, but Xiao Baojing refused and chose to practice etiquette in the corridor with Princess Wumian.

She held a bowl of water on her head, folded her hands in front of her chest, and walked with a dignified step, but she couldn't help looking at Princess Wumian with curiosity.

Princess Wumian clearly wanted to go home, but when she returned to the Ji family's ancestral home, she refused to go anywhere, not even to visit her husband who had resigned from his post and returned home...

Seeing her in a daze, Princess Wumian frowned unhappily and pointed at her face with her sleeve.

smile.

Madam Xiang is a deity who protects the land and water, and she should always keep a compassionate smile.

But Xiao Baojing couldn't learn the gentle and generous smile without showing teeth like the ancient women. It was fine at the beginning, but after smiling for a long time, his teeth would gradually show, and he looked so bright in the sunshine at the turn of spring and summer!

After being reminded several times by Princess Wumian, Xiao Baojing could only smile with his lips pursed, and his cheeks were stiff from smiling.

Several maids from the Ji family crowded around and peeked in.

They couldn't see Princess Wumian, they only saw Xiao Baojing walking and laughing like a madman.

It's a creepy laugh!

Xiao Baojing: Money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat. Five taels of silver is not that easy to earn.

Princess Wumian had been teaching her for so long, but she couldn't help feeling angry when she saw that her smile still wasn't noble and elegant enough.

She wrapped her wide sleeves around her arms, pulled her towards her, and motioned for her to watch.

Xiao Baojing looked at her with sharp eyes.

Princess Wumian was seen standing straight with a graceful demeanor, her hands elegantly folded across her chest, her cherry lips and phoenix eyes curved just right, and she nodded and smiled at the people around her with a noble and gentle posture, as if a god was approaching her people.

She was a princess of the royal family. She had been well-behaved since birth. Every step she took seemed to be measured with a ruler, so it was effortless for her to play the role of a goddess.

After she finished demonstrating, she motioned Xiao Baojing to do it again.

Xiao Baojing imitated her, folded his hands, smiled, and nodded to the people around him.

It's just that she is young, and her smile lacks some compassion and kindness.

Although Princess Wumian was still not very satisfied, it was much better than before.

She sat quietly on the beauty seat, looking into the distance sadly.

Xiao Baojing sat beside her, not daring to mention Prime Minister Ji. He only asked with concern, "Sister Diji, you're home now, why are you still unhappy?"

Princess Wumian glanced at Xiao Baojing, then raised her sleeve and pointed in the direction of the distance.

Xiao Baojing held his little face in his hands and thought.

Princess Wumian wanted to go home, but she did not admit that the Ji family's ancestral home was her home. Instead, she still pointed in the original direction.

Suddenly, an idea struck her.

She quickly ran to the wine merchant's house and took out a map from the basket.

This is the map that Ji Zhengyan drew for her.

She held up the map and said in a crisp voice, "Peddler, I know what Princess Wumian means! The home she wants to return to is not the Ji family, but Yejing! The palace in Yejing is her home! Look, the palace is in the direction she pointed!"

People always say that after a woman gets married, her husband’s family becomes her home.

But why can’t their mother’s home also be their home?

Shang Bingjiu praised: "The little princess is so smart!"

Xiao Baojing closed the doors and windows mysteriously, and approached Shang Bingjiu: "I have made a bold plan. When the parade ends tomorrow evening and everyone is busy celebrating, we will secretly go to the Ji family's ancestral tomb, steal the bones of Princess Wumian, and then quietly leave Xiangshui County and take her to Yejing!"

"The little princess has a great plan. The only question is, why should I help her?"

Xiao Baojing was stuck: "She...she is the aunt of this skin of mine...at least I am using her skin..."

Shang Bingjiu put his hands in his pockets and his eyes fell on Xiao Baojing's fair and tender face.

Like peeling an egg.

He endured the hunger and fell on the table: "I picked up the skin with my own ability, and I don't owe her anything. I won't help."

Seeing that there was no room for him to turn around, Xiao Baojing had to leave in disappointment.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, I ran into Princess Wumian.

Xiao Baojing was not sure whether she had heard the conversation between her and the peddler, so he comforted her: "Sister Diji, don't worry, I will definitely take you home!"

Isn't it just digging graves?

If she can't rely on the peddler, can she rely on herself?
That night.

Xiao Baojing carried a hoe, avoided the servants and maids in the Ji family's ancestral home, and quietly went to the back mountain, but ran into the sneaky Ji Shanchuan.

Eyes facing each other.

Ji Shanchuan hesitated to speak: "Miss Xiao, you..."

Xiao Baojing: "Come out and relieve yourself."

She couldn't tell him that she was going to dig up his grandmother's grave, right? Ji Shanchuan: "Your hoe..."

Xiao Baojing: "Bury something."

Ji Shanchuan was silent for a moment, then praised: "Miss Xiao loves cleanliness like a cat."

Xiao Baojing coughed lightly, his eyes fell on the rich magpie vase in his arms: "Where are you going with the vase, Master Ji?"

No matter how you look at this guy, he looks like a thief who steals things and sells them in the middle of the night!

Ji Shanchuan: "I was very thirsty in the middle of the night, so I took a bottle to scoop some water to drink."

The two of them understood each other tacitly and quietly changed the subject.

There is a waterfall on the back mountain, and two huge bronze fish are hanging above the waterfall, overlooking the entire Xiangshui County.

The ancestors of the Ji family are buried here.

With the help of moonlight, Xiao Baojing quickly found the tomb of Princess Wumian.

She raised the hoe without hesitation.

Excavate!
...

Dark clouds cover the moon.

There is a dilapidated temple at the end of the alley, with scattered snowflakes falling faintly.

A woman with a pearl flower between her eyebrows quietly appeared in the temple.

She bowed solemnly to the collapsed statue.

On the altar, a young man in Taoist robes and crane feathers suddenly appeared.

He held his chin with one hand and looked down at the woman in the temple: "Why should I help you?"

Xiao Wumian took out the Pisces bronze mirror and respectfully placed it in front of the altar.

The young man flipped his hand, and a bronze mirror instantly appeared in his palm.

The exquisite and gorgeous bronze ritual instrument is the kind that little girls would like.

It’s a pity that the two fish on the back were dug out, leaving only the empty fish-shaped grooves.

...

The moon rises over the eastern mountain.

The Ji family’s ancestral home is in the back mountain.

Xiao Baojing stuck his butt out and dug the grave with all his might. After two hours of digging and tremendous effort, he finally managed to dig open the grave.

She knelt on the ground and reached out to brush away the dirt on the coffin.

The coffin from forty years ago has long since faded and become mottled.

She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to finally push the coffin open.

The corpse in the coffin had long since turned to bones, and there were no gold or jade burial objects around it. It was plain and simple, and did not look like the tomb of a princess of the royal family at all.

Xiao Baojing spread out the cloth he had brought and hurriedly picked up the bones and put them in.

Finally, she tied the scraps of cloth into a bundle and sneaked away from the back mountain.

...

Xiao Baojing slipped into Shang Bingjiu's room and just placed the skeleton on his bed when he heard the sound of the young man coming in.

She was curious: "Where did you go in the middle of the night?"

“…Relieving myself.”

Xiao Baojing opened the bed curtain mysteriously: "Look, what did I bring back?"

On Shang Bingjiu's bed, there was a complete skeleton.

Shang Bingjiu: “…”

Xiao Baojing: "It's the skeleton of Princess Wumian. I dug it out from the Ji family's ancestral tomb in the middle of the night!"

Shang Bingjiu took a deep breath and decided not to care about her putting a skeleton in his nest for the time being.

He pointed at the skeleton's hand: "Are you sure this is her skeleton?"

Xiao Baojing realized it later.

Princess Wumian lost both her hands.

But the skeleton was complete.

But she definitely didn't dig the wrong grave.

Why don’t the bones match?

Why are there other people's bodies buried in Princess Wumian's tomb?
(End of this chapter)