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

Chapter 136 Ask Shang Bingjiu to come see me tonight

Xiao Nanjia stood in the wind.

The plum trees outside the corridor were covered with a layer of white frost, and some deep red and light pink buds could be vaguely seen poking out.

The girl reached out her hand to touch the flower branches, and suddenly smiled.

It was as if I heard some joke.

In just a moment, she put away her smile and returned to her cold and distant attitude: "Give it to them."

Lu Yu'an was stunned: "Those three cities are located at the junction of various countries. There are countless merchants coming and going from the south and the north. They are the richest cities in the northern part of Southern Tang. The taxes they pay each year can equal those of twelve cities in the central part..."

"give them."

Xiao Nanjia repeated it casually.

Although Lu Yu'an was puzzled, he still bowed and said, "I accept your order."

Xiao Nanjia raised his chin slightly and reached out to pluck off a plum blossom. "Tell the Emperor of Northern Zhou that the Southern Tang Dynasty has lost half of its resources. Now the fertile land in the country is not enough to feed the people who have fled back from Gu Song. I am willing to give him two more cities in exchange for a large piece of wasteland north of the Northern Zhou border. Please ask him to accept and settle some of the refugees on your behalf."

Lu Yu'an looked at her from behind, his face full of confusion: "The people are the foundation of the country. If we allow them to settle down and buy property in Northern Zhou, wouldn't it strengthen other countries?"

After he finished speaking, seeing Xiao Nanjia remained silent, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Your Majesty must have other considerations. I am worrying too much."

Xiao Nanjia lowered his eyes and slowly crushed the plum bud in his hand.

Her hands were white and slender like those of a young boy, and her fingertips were covered with calluses from years of holding pens and knives. At this moment, the tender red flower juice stained her fingertips, as if a layer of bright red nail polish had been applied on her, revealing some of the delicate beauty of a girl.

She threw away the plum blossom branch coldly and said, "Tell Shang Bingjiu to come see me tonight."

"Yes."

Lu Yu'an didn't ask why, but took out a brand new snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve.

He held Xiao Nanjia's hand and wiped her fingertips one by one: "It's windy here, and Her Royal Highness the Princess is still waiting for His Majesty to have dinner and drinks. I will accompany you back to the banquet?"

"Because my brother and my aunt have some complaints about me, if I go there, I will inevitably be nagged again." Xiao Nanjia lowered her head, making it difficult to see her expression. "Besides, she has nothing to do in the palace all day, so she likes to be a matchmaker. When she sees me, she will definitely persuade me to get married soon. It's very annoying to hear that. It's better for me to go back to the Qinzheng Palace to review memorials."

The shadow of the flower fell on her fair and smooth cheek, like petals drawn with ink.

Lu Yuan lowered his head.

Through the thin handkerchief, he could feel the hot temperature of the girl's fingers.

Her fingers were not soft and tender, but when he held them in his palms, he could feel a strong sense of power.

He loved this feeling of power, but felt sorry for all the efforts she made behind the scenes.

After cleaning her fingers, he slowly released her hand, only holding the handkerchief tightly.

He asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, do you plan to get married in the future?"

The shadows of the two people fell on the carved railing.

The girl's jawline was extremely sharp. The cold wind blew up her blue-gold dress. The three-finger-wide golden belt outlined her tall and slender figure, making her look like a sharp sword.

The young man next to her had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, was tall and straight, his demeanor was as gentle as a spring breeze, his eyebrows and eyes were like water that accommodates everything. The posture he stood beside the girl was like a broad and firm scabbard.

Xiao Nanjia looked at him and asked, "Do you want me to get married?"

The north wind has become even chillier.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yu'an finally bowed his head and said, "If your majesty is not going to the princess' banquet, you might as well return to the Qinzheng Palace earlier to avoid standing in the wind and hurting your body. I have already asked someone to prepare hot almond tea in advance, you can drink it when you get back."

Xiao Nanjia looked at him speechlessly.

She quickly sneered, turned around and left.

Lu Yu'an bowed his head and stood silently.

The flower juice dyed his handkerchief red, spreading a gorgeous and bright color. He put the handkerchief to his nose and sniffed it, his eyes deep and forbearing.

After a moment, he folded the handkerchief neatly and hid it back in his sleeve.

It's like it's been hiding for an entire spring.

...

When Xiao Baojing returned to the banquet, Yaoyao was eating with relish.

"Eat slowly."

Xiao Baojing gave her a warning and turned to Shang Bingjiu. She saw that he had drunk a lot of wine, his cheeks were flushed, his fox eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water, and he was looking at her and smiling with his hands in his pockets.

"You are drunk." Xiao Baojing muttered and handed him a cup of hot tea.

She didn't know why Xiao Nanjia summoned Shang Bingjiu.

She was puzzled by Xiao Nanjia's series of actions.

She's the kind of person...

How could they be willing to hand over the city and the people to others?

The only explanation was that she had a backup plan and was planning to use the peddler to do something.

As she was thinking about it, she noticed a group of little girls sitting opposite her looking at her and Shang Bingjiu.

They watched and laughed, their laughs were very shy and timid.

Xiao Baojing: "..."

These little girls probably fell in love with the peddler.

He was so handsome and had such great powers, so it was reasonable for them to like him.

Xiao Baojing tugged at his handkerchief and caught a glimpse of the group of little girls coming over from the corner of his eye. He was very tactful and took the initiative to stand up and make room for them.

Unexpectedly, they called her: "Miss Xiao!"

Five or six young girls gathered around, all of them were spoiled daughters of officials. They were all dressed in silk and brocade, looking rich and plump, and their smiling faces were very pleasing.

They walked past Shang Bingjiu, ignoring him completely. They only gathered around Xiao Baojing and said in unison, "We heard about Gu Zhenliang and Yue Niang. Miss Xiao, you are really amazing. You even thought of using the divorce letter to save Yue Niang's life!"

"My mother also praised you for being so brave, saying that you, a little girl, are so brave to help others write a divorce letter! My mother also said that you did the right thing and told me to learn from you, saying that the most important thing for us girls is to love ourselves. Our parents have held us in their hands and loved us all our lives, so we must never risk our lives for an unworthy man in the future!"

"..."

Xiao Baojing was stunned.

She stared blankly at their admiring eyes, never expecting that one day she would become someone they admired!
But she...

Who is she? She is just a puppet. She has neither a human body nor the ability of a big demon to fly on clouds and change into various shapes. In this world, she is just an insignificant minion.

In "Journey to the West", the kind that was shown to the Black Bear Demon and everyone in the mountain gate despised him!

She blushed and scratched her head: "Actually, the divorce was only remembered because the peddler reminded me. I'm not as powerful as you say..."

The little girls looked at each other and started laughing.

They liked Xiao Baojing very much and held up wine cups to drink with her.

Xiao Baojing couldn't refuse, so he drank three cups in a row, his face already flushed.

By the fifth glass of wine, Xiao Baojing couldn't drink any more and waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't want to drink anymore..."

(End of this chapter)