Chapter 27 Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here!
Ji Zhengyan urged from the side, and Xiao Baojing took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the basket: "Wait a minute, I will write down what I want to do on paper first, otherwise I will forget it when I walk to the door."
Ji Zhengyan came closer to her, and the fish lantern crown cast a halo of light on the rice paper: "Hey! You were too cautious!"
The tip of the pen quickly wrote down each ink character.
In addition to sending Ji Zhengyan to meet Yun Niang in Yuhua Lane, she also wrote some things about herself. She wanted to go to Ye Jing with the salesman, asked the imperial master of the dynasty for advice on how to become a human being from a puppet, and stopped him from swallowing the sun. To 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 it into her bag.
The two were about to go out when Shang Bingjiu and Xiao Qian came back after drinking.
Xiao Qian was full of praise: "Although this garden is remote, the banquet is very sumptuous and lively. It is rare for passers-by from the south and north to gather here. Miss Huo is also so beautiful that she will be as beautiful as the country. Little brother, I really enjoyed myself tonight!"
Xiao Baojing finally figured out that this guy was a familiar talkative person.
Shang Bingjiu ignored him.
He picked up Xiao Baojing with one arm, opened the cage and put her in.
Xiao Qian: "Hahaha, little brother, does my sister-in-law sleep in the box every night? Since you two are husband and wife, why don't you sleep together? How can you give birth to a baby if you don't sleep together? But then again, It is really hard for a woman to give birth to an heir. Thanks to the great kindness of my wife, she gave birth to a child for me. Xiao is so grateful that she no longer plans to let her have another child..."
He rambled.
Xiao Baojing noticed Shang Bingjiu's slender and cool palms and paused for a moment on her waist.
Was he really considering sleeping with her?
She quietly glanced at Shang Bingjiu's face.
The face is pretty.
The thin muscles under the Taoist robe are also very beautiful.
If I sleep with him...
A picture popped up in Xiao Baojing's mind:
The young man unbuttoned his collar with an indifferent expression, revealing his beautiful chest muscles: "Come here."
She curled up pitifully on the corner of the bed: "I am pure and pure, how can I commit myself to you..."
"Oh, woman." He leaned over, climbed up her graceful body, held her hands high above her head, and smiled evilly at her, "Woman, you can't escape tonight, you are my ”
His domineering kiss fell freely.
And she stared at his chest muscles, touching them while trying to resist them: "Damn it! I hate it! I don't want it anymore!"
Will there be children?
Will a child be born if a person and a spirit are together?
In the ruined temple, Xiao Baojing had wild thoughts and almost laughed out loud.
Remembering that she was still pretending to be a puppet, she quickly stopped her silly smile.
Shang Bingjiu lowered his eyes.
He was condescending and could see all the girl's subtle expressions.
Doesn't she think she's pretending well?
I don’t know why she is laughing so foolishly all day long. She is a spirit but can’t even cultivate acacia and joy. If she doesn’t enjoy his good Yuanyang, she really looks like a fool.
He straightened the pleats of her skirt around her waist, then walked to the haystack in the corner, fell down on it, put her hands on her hands and closed her eyes to sleep.
Xiao Baojing: "..."
It turned out that the salesman was going to help her arrange the pleats of her skirt.
She thought he was going to sleep with her!
midnight.
Xiao Baojing originally planned to wait until both Shang Bingjiu and Xiao Qian fell asleep before taking Ji Zhengyan to Yuhua Lane, but Xiao Qian was so energetic that he stayed up late reading at night, even though she was sleepy and he still didn't sleep.
Xiao Baojing couldn't bear it anymore, yawned and huddled up in the cage, and slowly fell asleep.
After a long 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 in, and suddenly saw countless tiny words carved on the wall with hairpins.
——Your name is Xiao Qian, you are the crown prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and you have traveled here privately incognito.
——Every evening, Miss Huo will get married in the back garden and invite you to a wedding banquet, but you have already had it five times. ——Every morning, you will forget part of the past.
——There are many skeletons in the garden. It is suspected that people have forgotten everything and died trapped here.
——Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here!
The number of wedding banquets was wiped out again and again, and new times were written down again and again.
The last line of text is bolded and deepened, like a warning of danger.
And the carvings on the wall are indeed his handwriting!
Xiao Qian sat up suddenly.
The ruined temple is silent, with a lamp like a bean.
Outside the temple was overwhelming darkness and desolation. The black shadows of the loquat trees swayed in the night wind, as if ghosts and monsters were laughing and raising their claws high.
Xiao Qian's breathing was rapid, he desperately grabbed the baggage and hurried outside.
He fled in embarrassment to the garden gate, where he stopped at a loss.
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What is he planning to do?
He glanced at the sky.
It was so dark that he should find a place to stay overnight.
Xiao Qian carried his baggage and walked slowly in the darkness. When he saw a ruined 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, and saw Shang Bingjiu standing in the temple, quietly watching the collapsed statue.
She was in a daze for a moment, and then a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes walked in and greeted him familiarly: "Are you passing by to rest here? My name is Xiao Qian, and I am also resting here. What do you call me? By the way, I I just scooped some water from the pond in the garden. Do you want to drink it?”
Shang Bingjiu turned to look at him.
After a moment, he raised his fox eyes and said, "My name is Shang Bingjiu, and this is my beloved wife."
"You two are such a perfect match! It's just that the younger brother and sister look dull and don't look like locals?" Xiao Qian suddenly looked at Chao Xiao Baojing carefully and said, "Why do I look at it? My younger brother and sister look familiar?"
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Shang Bingjiu said nothing and raised his sleeves to block Xiao Baojing's face.
Xiao Qian blushed and explained awkwardly: "Little brother, don't get me wrong, I just took a look, I have no other meaning. Xiao is only twenty-one years old and has a wife and children at home... Hey, why do I have this in my bag? Half a piece of cake? Are you hungry, brother? Are you hungry? Do you want to share this half piece of cake with me? ”
He was an enthusiastic person, and before Shang Bingjiu could speak, he had already broken half a sheet of dough into three portions.
He handed the cake to Shang Bingjiu: "Where did the little brother come from and where are he going? I seem to have forgotten where I came from and where I am going, which is annoying."
The dough was dry and hard.
He turned around to boil water, intending to soak it in the hot water and eat it.
Shang Bingjiu opened his mouth and swallowed Xiao Baojing's portion of the cake.
Xiao Qian looked up and saw that he had finished eating the cake. He was startled and quickly gave a thumbs up: "Little brother, you have such good teeth!"
Shang Bingjiu lowered his fox eyes and slowly licked his fingertips: "I don't know where I came from or where I'm going."
"Hahaha! Little brother, you might as well stay in this ruined temple with me. It's not too late to leave when you think of your way up and back!"
"Okay."
Xiao Baojing listened to the conversation between the two of them.
These conversations sounded so familiar to her, as if she had heard them somewhere.
But she couldn't remember.
She still had something important to do, but she couldn't remember it.
What is she going to do?
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