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

Chapter 169 His Little Princess Blooms
After listening to Shang Bingjiu's narration, Xiao Baojing was completely stunned.

It turns out that the culprit who burned down the Wendao Academy and instigated the Jile Temple case was the same person!

He lives in a green lamp, lives as long as Peng Zu, regards himself as a great wizard revered by the people, and enjoys incense from all over the world. However, no one knows that his past is so shameful!
"Neither a human nor a god, neither a demon nor a ghost..." Shang Bingjiu raised his hand and plucked the tender buds on the peach branch, a sneer flashing across his red-lipped and white-toothed face, "He may not be living a comfortable life now."

Having said that, Xiao Baojing still felt a little angry.

She said, "The crime of burning down the academy alone is enough to make him die a thousand times! I heard from Sister Xueying that many precious ancient books were burned in the fire, not to mention the countless great scholars, masters and students who were burned to death! He has no talent and no money. It is a favor for others to accept him as a student, and it is their duty not to accept him. How could he be so extreme as to burn others to death?!"

Besides, Yue Li had saved him in the temple, but he turned his back on his kindness by stealing his incense!

He is really not a human being!

Xiao Baojing followed Shang Bingjiu along the blue brick path towards the East Palace, muttering, "The finger bone we saw in Madam Xiang's Temple must have been left by him. And the finger bone Yaoyao took out from the shrine of Wanshoutai must also be his! Oh, it makes me sick just thinking about it!"

Shang Bingjiu sneered.

He lowered his eyes to look at the shadow of the girl cast beside the path. She had a habit of skipping when she walked, and the string of persimmons hanging on her body bounced up and down. Her tender pink hairband swayed in the spring breeze, looking bright, fresh and tender, just like a peach blossom that had bloomed in advance.

She was so focused on Wu Xiaoer's matter that she asked with concern, "Then don't you want to catch him and take revenge?"

"Just a clown." Shang Bingjiu looked towards the distant sun and narrowed his fox eyes dangerously. "I have more important things to do."

Xiao Baojing: "..."

She almost forgot that the biggest troublemaker was right next to her!

She was determined to delay time, so she stepped forward and grabbed Shang Bingjiu's sleeve: "You promised to accompany me today, now you accompany me to appreciate the flowers!"

Shang Bingjiu glanced at her and said, "Appreciating flowers? I don't remember the little princess having this hobby."

His little princess likes to eat and drink, live in a beautiful and comfortable dormitory, bask in the sun, and sing a few songs when she feels like it.

But there is nothing like leisurely and elegant activities such as playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, not to mention appreciating flowers.

Xiao Baojing choked, and after a long pause he said coquettishly, "Is it not okay to train recently?!"

Shang Bingjiu smiled with his hands in his pockets and said nothing more, just letting her do whatever she wanted.

He accompanied her to appreciate the flowers in the greenhouse and had lunch with her.

Xiao Baojing was afraid that he would have to leave the palace again in the afternoon, so he begged him to watch acrobatics. Shang Bingjiu sent palace maids to call a group of actors, who performed a variety of acrobatics for Xiao Baojing, including swallowing knives, spinning plates, breathing fire, and walking on stilts. They watched until sunset and only ended the show with a sense of unfulfilled desire.

Dinner was served in the East Palace.

Xiao Baojing picked up a piece of beef stew noodles with chopsticks and savored it with relish: "The most exciting part is swallowing the knife. I don't know how he swallowed such a long knife into his stomach!"

Shang Bingjiu held up a roasted chicken and said, "I will show you how to swallow the chicken for the little princess."

As he spoke, he raised his head high, opened his mouth, and actually swallowed a whole roasted chicken.

Xiao Baojing: "..."

She actually forgot that when it comes to "swallowing things", the person in front of her is the master!
She shouldn't have mentioned this!
Shang Bingjiu swallowed the roasted chicken and spat out a complete skeleton. He put his hands in his pockets with a smile, looking for praise: "Am I better than that actor?"

Xiao Baojing gave a thumbs up expressionlessly: "You are awesome, you are the best."

I don't understand what's so great about this kind of thing!
The two were eating when Ah Xiang came in.

After greeting, she respectfully held up the tray and said, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, Miss Xiao, this is the fine wine given by the Queen. This wine is very precious and rare. It is brewed from nectar, and it took ten years to get such a pot. The Queen said that today is the Rain Water solar term, and all things are revived, so it is appropriate to use this wine."

After saying that, he carefully placed the pot of wine on the dining table.

Along with the rewards came a number of exquisite flower cakes and imperial pastries, which filled up half the table and dazzled Xiao Baojing.

After Ah Xiang left, Xiao Baojing tried to eat a pear cake.

She didn't like to eat pears on weekdays, but this pear cake looked beautiful like a small pear on a branch, and the taste was also very much to her liking. After eating several cakes in a row, Xiao Baojing felt a little choked, so she poured herself a glass of so-called fine wine.

“It tastes good…”

she exclaimed.

In Shang Bingjiu's eyes, the girl's round, black pupils were sparkling, as if tinged with a layer of honey.

She handed the wine cup to me, wanting to share: "Would you like to have a taste too?"

Her fingertips were as slender as green onions, clasping the side of the white jade wine cup, which seemed even more delicate and smooth than the white jade.

Today, she wore a light makeup, with light pink rouge on her lips. The bright red lip marks fell on the edge of the white jade wine cup, as if a small cherry was painted on it.

Shang Bing was drinking wine in his hands.

After a long time, he took the wine cup with a smile, and took a sip with the bright red "cherry".

Xiao Baojing held his face in his hands and tilted his head to smile at him: "Is it delicious?"

"Yeah. Very sweet."

He handed the wine cup back to her, but his eyes fell on her lips. It was unclear whether he was commenting on the wine or something else.

Xiao Baojing didn't notice it and drank a few more cups.

The aroma of nectar and wine wafting to the face is sweet and rich, and the sweet and refreshing taste overflows between the lips and teeth, as if being in a sea of flowers, making the girl fascinated and intoxicated.

A rouge red appeared on her fair cheeks, her thin eyelids were stained crimson, and even the roots of her eyelashes were pink. She looked like a boiled white bread that had cracked, with lots of sweet red bean paste bubbling out.

Shang Bingjiu stared at her, smiled and licked his thin lips.

Xiao Baojing rubbed his burning cheeks in distress.

It felt like a fire was burning inside her body, making her feel very uncomfortable.

"It hurts..." She grabbed her clothes and moved to Shang Bingjiu, "Rub it for me."

"Where to rub?"

Xiao Baojing obediently grabbed his hand and placed it on his heart: "Here."

The boy's hands were cool and slender.

She held the back of his hand, reluctant to let go.

Shang Bingjiu held her slender waist with one hand and rubbed her chest with the other: "Little princess, you feel so hot."

Xiao Baojing leaned his head on his shoulder, closed his eyes and muttered: "Maybe I drank too much, so my heart is burning... Just wait for me to calm down."

Her eyelashes were thin and dense, and trembled slightly as she spoke, as if the wind was blowing through the stamens of a flower.

She unconsciously moved closer to Shang Bingjiu, almost greedily absorbing the scent from the young man.

Shang Bingjiu pinched her pointed and fair chin.

She is a fool and doesn't even know she has drunk half a pot of love wine.

His eyes fell on her head.

Countless orange flowers were quietly blooming on her head.

His little princess drank too much love wine, so she blossomed.