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

Chapter 70 Peddler, Don’t Be Ignorant
The boy in Taoist robe had a fox-like face, a pointed chin, and eyelashes that cast dark shadows at the corners of his eyes.

The terrifying pressure spread quietly in the room, with him as the center.

The cold air from the rain seeped in through the gaps between the doors, windows and floor tiles, making Xiao Baojing shiver uncontrollably.

The peddler who lived in the deep mountains of Julu, the peddler who could eat food, the peddler who was so strong that he was not afraid of any monsters along the way, the peddler who knew the fourth princess...

Is the boy in front of me really as simple as he looks?

Xiao Baojing came back to his senses and suddenly pushed Shang Bingjiu away: "I don't want it!"

The door was knocked at the right time.

Grandma Zhao came in carrying a box of cakes and said with a kind smile, "Little girl, you have worked hard to help me harvest rice. This box of BuBuCao is for you."

Shang Bingjiu stood up, dusted off his Taoist robe, and walked out with his eyes downcast.

Xiao Baojing thanked him quietly, but he had no appetite for the paper-white pastries.

Granny Zhao sat by the bed, stroked the girl's braids, and said gently, "Who braided your hair? It's so beautiful."

Xiao Baojing wrapped the tail of her braid around her fingertips and pursed her lips.

After a while, she changed the subject: "Doesn't mother-in-law have other relatives? If we encounter this situation again next year, we should be prepared in advance."

"I adopted a little granddaughter before." Grandma Zhao looked out the dark window. "Two years ago, I heard that the emperor was building the Longevity Terrace and was paying a lot of money, so she packed her bags and went to Yejing, saying that she wanted to earn money for my retirement. I don't know when she can go home..."

Xiao Baojing hesitated: "But I heard that those who built the Wanshou Terrace were all monsters and ghosts..."

Grandma Zhao laughed, and the wrinkles on her face quietly smoothed out: "Little girls, I know what you are. I found my little granddaughter in the bamboo forest. She was a little baby, wrapped in a layer of bamboo shoots. I brought her home, and she grew up in the wind. In just half a year, she grew into a big girl. Tell me, how could I not know what she is?"

"Then you're not afraid?"

"What's so scary? I treat her well, and she treats me with great filial piety, just like those real grandparents and grandchildren. In this world of wars and demons, I am just exchanging hearts for hearts. As for me, I don't expect her to make a lot of money out there, I just hope she can come home before the New Year. By the way, little girl, when you go to Yejing, if you see a girl in a green dress with flowery skirt, can you tell her that her mother-in-law is waiting for her to come home? Her name is Jun Baojie, she is very tall, you can recognize her at a glance!"

Xiao Baojing nodded seriously: "If I see her, I will definitely tell her!"

It rained continuously for the next few days, making it difficult to travel.

Xiao Baojing was kneeling beside her dressing table reading a book, while Shang Bingjiu was sitting cross-legged at the desk by the window, cutting clothes.

Yaoyao came in with chicken eggs in one hand and duck eggs in the other, and saw the two of them busy with their own things.

She sighed: "Master, Princess, you haven't spoken to each other for three days!"

Her Royal Highness the Princess doesn't know how to braid her hair or comb it into a bun, and her master used to comb her hair for her. But because of the cold war, her Royal Highness the Princess has had her hair loose for the past three days, and it looks messy.

Xiao Baojing turned a page of the book and quietly raised his eyes to look at Shang Bingjiu.

He didn't read.

He was busy cutting clothes.

She retracted her gaze and said, "Yaoyao, tell someone that the Spring Examination will be held next year, but he is not studying hard and is still in the mood to make clothes! Why is he going to Beijing to take the examination? He might as well become a tailor and save money!"

Yaoyao scratched her head.

They are in the same room, is it necessary to ask her to pass on the message?

Shang Bingjiu sneered: "Ask her, whether I can pass the exam or not, what does it have to do with her?"

Yaoyao: ...

We had a fight!
They started quarreling!

Xiao Baojing flipped a page of the book: "Yaoyao, tell him that whether he can pass the exam or not is naturally none of my business. He is so capable, and he is the lifesaver of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so he naturally has a bright future. Why does he need me to worry about him? I am worrying about something that is not my own business!"

Yaoyao: Your Highness the Princess doesn’t eat radishes either!

Shang Bingjiu sneered: "Tell her that she said she didn't want to be my puppet, and she also said she didn't want to be controlled by others. Why, she forced me to review my homework, so it's not control? It's just that my red silk thread is tangible, and her control is intangible!"

Yaoyao: What the master said seems to make sense!

Xiao Baojing turned another page of the book.

A hint of red appeared at the corners of her eyes. She suddenly closed the book in anger, turned around and got into the box.

Yaoyao looked at the closed lid of the box and whispered, "Master, you made Her Royal Highness the Princess angry!"

Shang Bingjiu: “Shut up.”

At night, the rain finally stopped.

Xiao Baojing curled up in the box.

Is it really wrong for her to supervise the peddler in reading?

But he clearly wanted to go to Beijing to take the imperial examination. Since he had chosen this goal, was it wrong for her to urge him to achieve it?
Is this considered control? Xiao Baojing couldn't figure it out.

She pushed open the box, and the room was filled with moonlight. The peddler and Yaoyao were both asleep.

Next to the box was a brand new dress.

She spread out her skirt, revealing a pear blossom white top with an orange chest-length skirt. The embroidery and tailoring were both delicate and lovely.

It turns out that the peddler was making clothes for her during the day...

She looked towards the bed silently.

The peddler was sleeping soundly.

He always seems to be in a good mood, as if nothing in the world can make him upset or sad.

Xiao Baojing holds the new skirt.

Was she being too harsh on him?
early morning.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

Yaoyao was the first to rush to the dining table.

The table was piled high with delicious food, including noodles, spring rolls, steamed buns, dumplings, and even a bowl of her favorite braised pork!
Xiao Baojing said: "Eat quickly, and then we can get on the road!"

Yaoyao was so excited that she wanted to hug the whole table: "Is this made for me alone?!"

"Go away."

Shang Bingjiu grabbed her collar from behind and threw her aside!
He sat down lazily: "I want to eat chicken."

Xiao Baojing's cheeks and nose were covered with flour. He put his hands on his hips and cursed, "I got up in the middle of the night to make so many things and you're still picky. Don't be so ungrateful, peddler!"

Shang Bingjiu put his hands in his pockets, and smiled with his fox eyes: "Okay then."

Yaoyao pouted.

Did these two people suddenly reconcile?
They quarreled when they wanted to, and reconciled when they wanted to, but they left her aside!

She angrily picked up the big fat duck that broke into the house and decided not to eat the bowl of braised pork today!

She licked her lips.

Unless Her Royal Highness the Princess begs her to eat it!
...

After another two days of travel, they finally arrived at the outskirts of Yejing.

It's dusk.

A small banana courtyard with red lanterns hanging appeared in an open space on the outskirts of the city.

Xiao Baojing stepped out of the door wearing pearl-studded embroidered shoes and glanced at the temple in front of him: "Look, peddler, there is a temple over there! The two wooden towers in the temple look exactly the same!"

The girl has her hair in double buns, the edges of which are decorated with golden osmanthus flowers, tied with a light gold ribbon, and an orange-yellow chest-length skirt, which makes her look cute and lovely. The layers of her skirt flutter in the evening breeze like flowers. She wears an emerald shawl embroidered with oranges on her arms, and a red and green brocade bag with persimmons on it slung around her waist, which is a bright and beautiful color.

Shang Bingjiu squatted on the steps with his hands in his pockets: "Yes."

Today he changed into a cinnabar red Taoist robe with a green border. Although the colors were clashing, he wore it in a restrained and noble way. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with fine osmanthus patterns, which complemented the osmanthus hairpin on the girl's bun.

Two young men suddenly came over from the temple, bowed and asked, "Excuse me, are you Master Shang and Miss Xiao?"

Xiao Baojing looked at them curiously.

They were born with fair complexions and no beards, and wore the same dark blue robes with slanted collars, looking very much like the eunuchs in film and television dramas.

They continued, "My mistress has been having nightmares lately, and praying to the gods and Buddhas is of no avail. I heard from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that Shang Shushi is a powerful demon-slayer, so we would like to ask Shang Shushi to go to the temple's meditation room to help her get rid of the evil spirits."

Xiao Baojing followed Shang Bingjiu to the temple's meditation room.

The Zen room was decorated like a girl's boudoir. Passing through the layers of curtains, Xiao Baojing saw a woman about thirty years old, lazily leaning on the chaise longue. She was extremely beautiful, graceful and elegant, and her palace skirt was embroidered with phoenixes and peonies.

"I am the younger sister of the current emperor." Xiao Yulou raised her hand to dismiss the palace maids and eunuchs, her voice gentle and sad, "I asked the two of you to come here because of the nightmare and the child in your belly - or rather, these two things are originally the same thing."

Xiao Baojing looked at her and suddenly remembered the few words about her in the background introduction of the game.

After Xiao Yulou came of age, she married a general of the dynasty. Unfortunately, the general died in the battlefield. She remained a widow for many years and finally died at the hands of her niece Xiao Nanjia.

but--

Xiao Baojing looked at her belly curiously.

Since she was a widow, how could she get pregnant?
Why did Xiao Nanjia want to kill her?
(End of this chapter)