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

Chapter 69: Life after life, ruled by him

Shang Bingjiu replied, "Because rice can't be eaten if it gets wet and sprouts, we have to harvest it before it rains."

Xiao Baojing seemed to be thinking about something.

In her previous world, technology was advanced and harvesters could harvest many acres of rice fields in a day.

Farmers don't have to worry about the rice getting wet from rain and having no new rice to eat after working hard for a year.

I guess this is the meaning of technological development!

In the distant rice field stood a scarecrow, and an old woman, with her frail body hunched over, was working hard to harvest rice.

Slope westward day by day.

She worked very hard, but compared to the huge rice field, she only harvested a little.

The sun at dusk in midsummer was jumping slowly across the sky, and was about to sink into the red horizon.

The old woman suddenly collapsed and hugged a bundle of golden rice tightly, crying loudly in the field.

"My rice! I can't let it rot in the field..."

Her voice was old and sad, and her body was shaking violently.

The rice, which had been carefully cared for for a whole year, was full and firm, and its weight bent the branches. There were also several scarecrows standing in the field. They were wearing her brother's clothes when he was alive, as if they were guarding the rice field for their sister seriously and persistently.

Xiao Baojing's eyes became moist as he watched.

Is this old lady the Grandma Zhao who had no one to help her harvest rice?

She suddenly suggested: "Peddler, let's go and help her harvest the rice!"

Shang Bingjiu sat cross-legged with his hands in his pockets, and said lazily: "No."

"She is so pitiful!"

"It's not me."

Xiao Baojing: "..."

What he said made so much sense that she was powerless to refute it.

Xiao Baojing climbed out of the cage and said, "Then you take a good rest first. I'll go help her myself. Let's harvest as much as we can before it rains!"

Shang Bingjiu didn't understand why she was always so kind-hearted.

He placed a small banana courtyard in the open space next to the pine tree, hung up a red lantern, and then fell on the bed with his hands in his pockets: "I'm so hungry."

Yaoyao is most afraid of being in the same room with him.

She held up her sickle and ran out excitedly: "Your Highness, I'm here to help you harvest the rice!"

At night, the moon was at its highest point in the sky.

Suddenly a group of children passed by on the ridge of the field.

They were less than a foot tall, had their hair tied in buns, and wore yellow or blue jackets.

They asked in a baby voice: "Are you harvesting rice?"

Xiao Baojing nodded: "Yes."

The children said politely, "I heard that the emperor is building the Longevity Terrace, and the fourth princess is recruiting all the monsters and ghosts in the world to work in Yejing, and the wages are very high. We are on our way to Yejing, passing by here, and we are very hungry and thirsty. We would like to ask you for a bowl of ink to drink. We will cut rice for you, and you will give us ink to drink, okay?"

Granny Zhao wiped her sweat off her face and said with a smile, "What's so difficult about this? The private school teacher in our village has a lot of ink sticks. I'll ask him for a piece and grind it into ink for you to drink!"

Grandma Zhao quickly brought a large bowl of ink.

Xiao Baojing watched curiously as they gathered around the large ceramic bowl and drank the ink.

The children were all very polite. After drinking, they took out their handkerchiefs and wiped their mouths carefully.

After wiping his mouth, he began to actively help Grandma Zhao harvest rice.

Xiao Baojing sat in the field and took out a book from his bag.

From Jiange to here, she has not been idle along the way, and has been reading the ancient books of this world.

"Found it..." She recited softly, "The Xuanzhi Room records, 'During the Yuanhe period, Cui Shu from Boling...was reading under the window one day when he suddenly saw a child, less than a foot tall, with untied hair and yellow clothes, walking from under the north wall to the bed...The child laughed and got off the bed, then walked to the north wall and entered a cave. He ordered his servants to dig under the hole and found a writing brush. He took out a book and found it was as sharp as new. He used it for more than a month and found nothing strange.'"

Yaoyao came over with a sickle in hand: "Your Highness, these little brats are all masters of writing brushes, right?"

Xiao Baojing closed the book and nodded: "It's the brush spirit!"

Unfortunately, these children were short and could not bend their backs, so they cut the rice even slower than Xiao Baojing.

"Oh, I woke up and you haven't finished harvesting the rice yet?" A clear and lazy voice suddenly came.

Xiao Baojing looked back and saw a young man in Taoist robe and fox face standing on the edge of the field with his hands in his pockets. He had a charming figure and a pointed chin, and his refreshed appearance was in stark contrast to them.

She wiped the dust off her face and said unconvincedly: "We will definitely be able to finish mowing before dawn!"

"But..." Shang Bingjiu pointed to the sky, "It's already dawn."

Xiao Baojing looked up at the sky.

It seems like daybreak.

It just looks like it's still dark because of the dark clouds.

She looked at the remaining three acres of rice fields and couldn't help but become anxious.

But they knew very well in their hearts that even if they cut faster, this group of old, young, women and children would never be able to finish cutting!
She held the sickle and cried as she made a wish: "Please God, let us harvest the rice before the rain comes. I am willing to serve you for my whole life!"

Shang Bingjiu said solemnly: "I can make the little princess cut quickly and well."

Xiao Baojing looked at him and always felt that this guy had bad intentions.

She probed: "What method?"

Shang Bingjiu moved his fingertips.

The red thread connecting the girl's body was faintly visible in the dim light.

He fiddled with the red silk thread like a Yanshi guiding his favorite puppet.

Before Xiao Baojing could react, he "whoosh" into the rice field!
She ran while holding a sickle, harvesting rice ears with "click" and "click" sounds, even faster than an excavator, leaving only a trail of afterimages running around!
Xiao Baojing: “Ahhhhhhhhh——!!”

The girl's screams echoed across the field.

Grandma Zhao: “…”

Yaoyao: “…”

Little boys: "Everyone, follow Sister Xiao and pick up rice!"

Xiao Baojing: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'm going to kill you, peddler!!"

Suddenly the rice was harvested.

Xiao Baojing stood in the field, covered in dust.

His hand loosened and the sickle fell to the ground.

have to.

She fell apart again.

The children said goodbye to Xiao Baojing and hurried to Yejing to work and earn food.

Xiao Baojing was lying in the room, with tears in his eyes, furious: "Go away, I don't want to see you again!"

Why are you so happy to see the peddler!
all fake!

fake!

She gets angry when she sees him now!
Shang Bingjiu threaded the needle and sewed her body: "The little princess made a wish to finish harvesting the rice before it rains. Now that it's finished, you're unhappy again."

Xiao Baojing stared at him through his tearful eyes: "Do you think you are humorous? I don't like you using those red threads without my permission! It was the same when we were in Julu County Governor's Mansion. Why did you use me to tease Qiu Xinghe?"

"The little princess doesn't like being a puppet."

"Who would like to be a controlled object? I am a living person, I have my own ideas, and I certainly don't want others to control my body at will! I have been working hard to cultivate into a human being. When I cultivate into a human being, I will be able to get rid of this puppet body! So, before that, you are not allowed to use these red threads to control me!"

It's rare for a girl to be so strong.

Shang Bingjiu squatted silently beside the bed, sewing quickly to mend the girl's damaged skin and joints.

After an unknown amount of time, he said in a very light voice, "No."

The slender jade-like fingers tightly held countless red silk threads.

He forced Xiao Baojing to lower his head and look up at her face: "I want you to be my puppet forever."

Life after life, he controls me.

Never abandon each other, stay together through life and death.

He wanted the farewell north of the Demon Wall to never happen again.

　Good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)