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

Chapter 144 Thousand Years Ago (Part )

A thousand years ago.

The territory of the demon tribe does not belong to them yet; a human country is being built here.

Powerful demon exorcists have placed demon-sealing orders in the bodies of all the monsters and ghosts in the world, suppressing their ever-changing abilities and making them be driven and enslaved by humans. Humans can kill and sell them at will without any punishment. They do the hardest and most menial jobs, but the salaries they get are only enough to barely keep them fed and clothed.

Thanks to their blood and tears, even ordinary people among the human race can own their own slaves and live a prosperous life.

Xiao Baojing is an orange tree growing outside the Colosseum.

The dignitaries who came to watch the beast fights liked to hang colorful satin on her branches, praying that their bets would be successful and they would make a fortune.

Over the years, she became spiritual and even developed her own consciousness.

She noticed that a little boy often ran to the tree, sat with his knees hugged, and stared at the falling orange flowers.

The little boy was a monster, who looked to be about eight or nine years old, with a fox face and animal ears. He was wearing tattered clothes and shackles, and was skinny and covered in blood. He was probably a little slave in the Colosseum.

He sat there, clenching his tender fists tightly, listening to the movements in the Colosseum with his ears perked up.

Xiao Baojing also wanted to listen, but she was just a little demon with weak magical powers. She could only hear waves of cheers and could not hear what was happening in the arena at all.

She looked at the little boy, whose brows were sometimes furrowed and whose eyes curved with joy at other times, and guessed that he must be an important person participating in the competition in the Colosseum. After all, those dignitaries loved to watch monsters and ferocious beasts fighting each other.

She yawned and stretched out her flexible branches to the spring breeze.

Pure white orange flowers fell.

It landed on the tip of the little boy's nose, like a paused butterfly, carrying a faint sweet and sour fragrance, which he blew away gently with his eyes downcast.

When summer came, Xiao Baojing had a thin layer of small green oranges.

She finally met the person the little boy had been thinking about.

He was a handsome young man with broad shoulders and back. He was dressed in tattered clothes, covered in blood, and wearing heavy shackles. It was obvious that he was a veteran warrior in the Colosseum. His exposed arm and chest muscles were extremely beautiful and strong, and they shone with a healthy and shiny luster in the sun.

He picked up the little boy and said with a smile, "Brother has won again! If you win ten more games, I can save enough money to redeem you!"

Xiao Baojing's treetops tilted in the summer breeze.

It turns out that this young man is the little boy’s brother!

"Brother is the most powerful warrior in the world!" The little boy hugged the young man's neck, his voice tender but firm, "I admire you the most! I want to go home with you!"

The young man laughed heartily and kissed the little boy's face hard: "Okay, let's go home together!"

A gorgeous carved sandalwood carriage slowly stopped behind the orange trees.

Xiao Baojing turned his eyes and saw the maid opening the peach-pink embroidered curtain and whispering to the girl in the carriage, "This man is the most valiant and warlike slave in the Colosseum! Princess, look, there are twenty-two golden beads inlaid on his headband, representing that he defeated twenty-two top beasts with his bare hands. It's amazing for an ordinary slave to have one golden bead on his headband!"

The sun shines through the green leaves.

The girl sitting in the carriage, with almond eyes, a delicate nose and a rosy face, looked at the young man cautiously with a bit of curiosity.

Perhaps as if he sensed something, the young man looked over.

Eyes facing each other.

The girl was startled, and her eyes sparkled like ripples in spring water.

She quickly covered her face with her sleeves and averted her gaze, but the peach blossom and phoenix hairpin and golden hairpin pinned on the side of her bun swayed softly, reflecting sparkling light, like a pool of swaying hearts.

From summer to golden autumn.

The oranges that Xiao Baojing hung on the branches gradually turned golden and ripened. She was still a small tree, and the fruits she produced were not sweet and delicious, so few people picked them.

She counted the fruits on the branches lovingly and protected them tightly with her green leaves, not wanting to let the passing birds peck at them.

She admired her own flowers and fruits, and also noticed that in the past few months, the little boy's brother and the beautiful girl often came to the orange tree late at night.

In the words of the human race, these two people were having a "secret meeting".

"Ami, I'm pregnant..."

The girl lay in the young man's arms, half excited and half scared, her petite body trembling violently.

Shang Si's body froze, and a look of ecstasy suddenly emerged on his handsome and deep face: "Really?!"

"Yes!" The girl raised her little face timidly, "Shall I take you to see the emperor? I want him to agree to our marriage!"

No one knew what Shang Si was thinking of, and a deep groove appeared between his two handsome sword-like eyebrows.

He said, "No."

"why not?!"

"Humans and demons have different paths. Your father will never allow us to be together." Shang Si was very calm. "The only way for us to be together is to leave here."

"Then let's leave here!" The girl looked at him with innocent and naive eyes, but also full of affection. "Asi, I have already made up my mind. I will be with you even if we are at the ends of the earth!"

The delicate flowers raised in the greenhouse are incredibly brave and determined.

Shang Si's heart softened, and he leaned over to kiss her forehead and cheek: "Although I can escape, Jiu is still young and has weak magic power. She can't break free from the demon-sealing order that suppresses her body. If she escapes without permission, the demon-slayer will shatter her soul. After tomorrow's game, I will be able to save enough money to redeem Jiu. Zhiyun, when Jiu is free, I will take you to escape together!"

But before Shang Si could finish the beast fighting competition the next day, something happened.

Several strong men dragged the little boy outside the Colosseum and beat him severely.

Whips, fists and feet fell on his thin body, beating his skin and flesh until they were turned inside out and bleeding.

They tied him violently to a tree and shouted to the onlookers and the spirits, "This slave's brother seduced the princess and got her pregnant. The emperor has already executed the princess and the illegitimate child in her belly, and has also ordered the execution of both brothers! The emperor has ordered that humans and spirits are not allowed to marry each other. If anyone breaks the law again, this slave will suffer the same fate as you!"

They spat and walked away.

Xiao Baojing was horrified as he looked at the little boy tied to his tree trunk.

He lowered his head, blood flowing down his pointed chin and dripping into her roots.

The sun is getting bigger and bigger.

But the strong man guarding the boy would not allow anyone to bring him water or food, and was determined to torture the little boy to death slowly.

While the strong man was taking a nap, Xiao Baojing thought about it again and again, and slowly lowered the branch.

She rolled up the green leaves, revealing a few round, golden oranges on the branches.

She tried to stretch the orange to the little boy's mouth.

The sweet and sour orange scent woke the little boy from his coma.

He weakly opened his bloodstained eyes.

The moonlight was bright, and the spirit orange tree was rustling in the wind. It was trying hard and clumsily to pass the oranges on the branches to his mouth, as if it wanted him to have a bite.

(End of this chapter)