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

Chapter 45 You sat on my godmother

The peddler got a bunch of feathers from somewhere and was sewing them together.

Xiao Baojing wrapped himself in a small blanket and lay weakly on the edge of the box: "Peddler, I'm sick. I'm afraid I can't travel today."

"Wait until you recover before you continue your journey." The young man handed her the newly made clothes and said, "Try it on."

It was a soft, snow-white feather dress.

When light and shadow shine in from the beautiful window, the white feathers flow with brilliant colors like satin. When Xiao Baojing wears it, he looks like a crane gracefully folding its wings, elegant and agile.

"How beautiful!" She turned around in amazement. "And it's so light and warm, even warmer than my quilt! Peddler, where did you get the feathers? Did you secretly pluck the feathers from someone else's crane?"

Shang Bingjiu stood in the light with his hands in his pockets, smiling.

A pair of crane couple in the mountains had their eggs stolen by a ferocious beast. They offered him crane feathers that would not get wet when touched by water or burn when touched by fire, and asked him to get the eggs back for them.

He said, "I will dress up the little princess."

Xiao Baojing touched his messy hair and glanced at the young man again.

He dressed differently today than usual.

He was wearing a brand new crescent-shaped white Taoist robe with crane feathers adorning his shoulders and cuffs. He was not wearing a flowing scarf, which was a rare sight. His black hair was half-tied up with a long crane feather. He had red lips, white teeth, a charming figure and a graceful figure, like the white crane boy in a strange story.

He's so good looking.

Xiao Baojing thought about it and sat down in front of the dressing table embarrassedly.

Shang Bingjiu tied up all her hair, leaving only slightly curled bangs on both sides, and pinned a dozen white feather hairpins on her head. She also put on a crescent-shaped eyebrow pendant carved out of shiny white jade, and a silver bracelet wrapped with red thread on each wrist. With the furry feather dress, she looked like a sweet and lovely crane.

Xiao Baojing held the bronze mirror in his hands, looking amazed.

The peddler is really good at dressing up!

If he traveled to her world, he could even join a costume drama crew as a makeup artist!
She looked back and said, "Peddler, we are dressed so beautifully, are we going to a banquet?"

Shang Bingjiu put his hand on her forehead, paused, and said, "It's hot."

Xiao Baojing touched his forehead and found it was indeed burning hot.

She rubbed her nose, her voice becoming a little hoarse: "Seller, I seem to have a fever. Last night I saw someone standing outside the window. She was shivering all over. She looked at me. The temperature in the room was very low. The stream behind her was frozen... By the way, you said the spirit is sick. Do you want to see a doctor and get some medicine?"

Shang Bingjiu: "You need to worship your godmother."

Xiao Baojing: "Ah?"

Shang Bingjiu: "You encountered a ghost last night. You are sick and possessed by evil spirits."

Xiao Baojing was shocked: "Ah?! I'm a spirit, how can I be possessed by a ghost?!"

"You haven't yet cultivated to be a human being, so your body is much weaker than that of ordinary spirits. A common illness can kill you. Your zodiac sign is wood. I will take you to the mountains to recognize an old tree as your godmother, and ask her to bless you and drive away evil spirits for you. There is a thousand-year-old willow tree in the mountains nearby. After the little princess worships her as her godmother, she will never get sick again."

It was the first time that Xiao Baojing heard that worshipping a willow tree as a godmother could ward off evil spirits.

What is all this!

She sneezed and resisted instinctively: "What will happen if I don't worship?"

"die."

"I suddenly feel that having another godmother wouldn't be bad."

Xiao Baojing followed Shang Bingjiu to the mountains. It was already midnight when they found the old willow tree.

In the desolate mountains and wilderness, dark clouds covered the moon and there was silence.

Shang Bingjiu pointed to a tree not far away and said, "That's the old willow tree. Bring incense, candles and offerings over there, kowtow to her three times, and she will be your godmother. After recognizing your godmother, ask her for a willow branch. Put it under your pillow when you sleep tonight, and it will drive away evil spirits and pray for you."

The old willow tree swayed its branches in the night wind, like a black ghost.

Xiao Baojing was a little scared. However, the peddler's words made sense, and he was a powerful demon hunter who understood the logic of this world better than she did, so she could only bite the bullet and do as he said.

She held the incense, candles and offerings close to the willow tree and kneeled down on the ground courageously.

She lit incense and candles, presented offerings, and cried, "Godmother, my daughter Xiao Baojing has a miserable life!"

The old willow tree stood still.

Xiao Baojing suspected that Shang Bingjiu was deliberately making trouble for her.

How can you call a willow tree "mother"?
She told me her birth date and continued to wipe away her tears: "My daughter was possessed by an evil spirit and will not live long! Please, godmother, for the sake of our relationship, bless my daughter to be safe and sound and live a long life! In the future, my daughter will be filial to godmother, and will never be short of offerings in all seasons!"

The old willow tree still stands tall and motionless.

In the distance, Yaoyao was curious: "Master, why does the old willow tree ignore the princess?"

Shang Bingjiu glanced at the coffin board lying between Xiao Baojing and the old willow tree, and reminded with a smile: "Little princess, you have chosen the wrong godmother."

Xiao Baojing turned around in shock: "I'm not worshipping the old willow tree?! Then who am I worshipping?!"

Shang Bingjiu raised his voice, "You are worshipping this coffin board, so your godmother changed from a willow tree to this board. Seeing the coffin brings wealth. Although this coffin board is a bit worn out, it is very old and has absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and the spiritual energy of the sun and moon for forty years, so it is also quite spiritual. If you keep it by your side, it can also ward off evil spirits."

Xiao Baojing: “……?!”

She wants to put a coffin board next to her? !

"Shang Bingjiu, are you really not deliberately making fun of me?!"

"No."

According to Shang Bingjiu's request, Xiao Baojing tremblingly carried the coffin back to the banana courtyard.

Although it was already midnight, Shang Bingjiu was clearly not sleepy. He even instructed Xiao Baojing with great interest to prepare a welcoming banquet for the coffin board.

Xiao Baojing raised his wine cup and thought for a long while before he shouted at the coffin: "Mother..."

Yaoyao stood beside with a wine jug in her hand, wanting to laugh.

But when she saw Xiao Baojing was about to cry, she was too embarrassed to laugh.

Xiao Baojing said stubbornly, "Mother, please eat and drink well, but don't be polite to me! If there is anything you are short of, just tell me in your dream and I will prepare it for you!"

She also didn't know whether Coffin Board was willing to be her godmother.

Anyway, this little banquet seemed absurd and weird no matter how she looked at it. She just thought that the coffin board agreed to take care of her. She put the coffin board next to the box with a stern face and covered it with a quilt with an indescribable expression.

That night.

Xiao Baojing was woken up by the cold again.

She lay on the edge of the cage and looked around in a daze.

The girl with the pearl flower on her forehead last night is here again.

This time he didn't stand outside the window, but sat on the coffin.

It's snowing in the house.

She looked at Xiao Baojing quietly with resentment in her eyes.

She suddenly opened her red lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't utter a word.

Xiao Baojing was silent for a moment, then said, "Well, you sat on my godmother."

　Thank you for the reward from QQ!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)