The cub raising system tricked me into farming and raising a male protagonist

Chapter 26
Baiji thought she was lying on the water.

No, it seems to be in the water again.

The color of the water was dark blue, and the icy water flowed over his body and surrounded him, but he didn't feel cold.

He couldn't help but think of a poem:
"Su Turbulent Green Pool, Green Reflection."

The cyan color flows in front of his eyes, and the golden sunlight seeps in, transforming into blue, rosy, crimson... Many colors rush into his eyes in an instant.

Bai Ji wanted to close his eyes but could only blink them. After a moment, another scene appeared.

It was the weather of early spring, the snow-covered courtyard, the edge of the pond covered with thin ice, and bright red plum blossoms were in full bloom, and the white and transparent hand was cold and soft, gently patting his back.

Wrapped in a scented felt blanket, he was hugged in his mother's arms, yes, that was his mother, how could he forget?

I can't think of my mother's appearance, I only think of my mother's smell and that cold hand.

There was no incense on Niangqin, only the smell of medicine, but the cold plum fragrance eased the smell of medicine.

Where there is a mother, there seems to be a plum.

And the gentle sound of reading.

But what did the mother read?

Another scene flashed by, it was midsummer.

The cicadas were singing as loudly as a torrential rain, but he was crying hoarsely, but he seemed to be unable to hear his own crying, nor the voice of others.

The man in military uniform held a long sword out of its sheath and stared at him viciously. With one sword, he cut off his book and his desk. The scattered sawdust almost stabbed him, but the other party had hatred in his eyes.

Who is that?
Blink again.

The glaring sun and white flags, and the pungent smell coming from nowhere, and the felled plum tree and the flying incense ash in front of him, his heart hurts so much that he can't breathe.

The incense ash blinded his eyes, his tears were burned dry, and he felt severe pain. It was the first time he was poisoned. He was so painful that he vomited out all the food, but he couldn't stop the toxin from spreading in his blood.

He rolled all night without waiting for a doctor, let alone his father.

That was my father's second wedding night in the bridal chamber.

The woman stood beside the man in military uniform, dressed in red, Yan said with a smile.

The golden phoenix crown was added to her body, the luan robe dragged to the floor, and the skirt was covered with fine pearls, but she couldn't walk through the main entrance. A red brocade sedan chair carried by four people walked into the side entrance of the palace amidst the sound of firecrackers.

Yes, this is his stepmother.

She hated him, and he hated her too.

She will never be able to replace Baiji's mother's position as a princess, and all her resentment is vented on the young Baiji.

No, at that time, his name was Song Ji.

He hates the name.

The man in military uniform, his father, the current prince, strangled his neck after his mother's funeral, and said to him mockingly:

"Why are you called Song Ji? I don't have such an unlucky son as you."

That was the last sentence his father said to him in memory.

The sky-burning fire rose from the soles of the feet, and blood was everywhere. On the battlefield, people's heads fell to the ground, arms and limbs were broken, and blood flowed like rivers.

The blood all over the ground seemed to have grown hands and feet, and kept crawling towards him, but he seemed to be frozen, his hands and feet were stiff, and he couldn't even struggle.

Tired, in his short 11 years of life, he has endured too much malice, too much gloom, and the only hands that warmed him are no longer there.

The fire burned out, leaving only choking smoke and dust, and the ground was burned into a black abyss. Staring into the abyss, he seemed to see a pair of big black eyes staring at him. He plunged into it without hesitation, and refused to wake up again...

**
The rain had stopped and the chirping of birds accompanied by rooster crowing was particularly annoying.

Baiji woke up again and saw the moldy wooden roof. He only had one question:
How am I not dead?

I tried to move my body, only to realize that I was covered with a quilt, and there was a person on top of the quilt.

Daiqing's cotton padded clothes were wrinkled and wet, and her red headband was tied in two balls... It was black and yellow, it was hard to tell whether it was hair or mud, it was Jiang Xinyi.

But why is this child so dirty?
"Hey, get up!" he yelled, but Jiang Xinyi didn't move.

Baiji stretched his hand, and got up easily, and the toxins and pain that had entangled him before seemed to have disappeared.

When I moved my legs again, the pain was gone, and I opened my trousers, and there was no scar left on the place where I was bitten by the snake.

"How is this going?"

"Baiji, are you up?"

Jiang Xinyi rubbed her red eyes and smiled brightly, but she could hear that her voice was nasal.

"What are you doing here?"

Baiji's voice was very cold, but Jiang Xinyi was very happy. Her current mood was like the clear sky after the rain outside the window, with no clouds in the sky.

"Oh, I went to the wrong room at night, I'm leaving now."

Jiang Xinyi struggled to get up from the ground, but his legs and feet were numb because he lay on his stomach for too long, so he fell onto Bai Ji in a flash.

Bai Ji caught her neatly, but Jiang Xinyi took the opportunity to bury her head on Bai Ji's shoulder, grabbed the clothes on Bai Ji's chest, and cried:
"Sorry, just let me lean in a little bit, just a little bit, just a little bit."

He should have pushed her away, but Bai Ji didn't do it.

How desperate he was last night, how shaken he is now seeing Jiang Xinyi.

He is not dead... Maybe the poison on his body has been removed?

Was it Jiang Xinyi who saved him?
Why did Jiang Xinyi save him?
Baiji recalled that Jiang Xinyi held his hand in the carriage and said softly to him:
"Baiji, I will treat you well and not harm you."

The palm holding Jiang Xinyi's shoulder gradually became hot and tightened slowly.

He doesn't want to let go anymore.

**
Before everyone in the Jiang family got up, Jiang Xinyi picked up her quilt and towel and was about to go back to the room. Bai Ji hugged her things with one hand and walked straight to the front.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two pushed open the door of the firewood room, they saw Jiang Dazhuang standing there.

"Brother? What are you doing here?"

Jiang Xinyi showed half of her head from behind the bletilla striata.

"I'm here to get the sickle and the rice stalks. It rained heavily last night. I'm afraid the rice in the field will fall."

Jiang Dazhuang was also surprised to see Jiang Xinyi appearing in the firewood room, but he didn't know what to say for a while, so he scratched his head and gave Bai Ji a look.

Bletilla striata was uncharacteristically welcoming back without fear.

"Brother, help me carry the quilt back, Baiji, you go get the sickle."

Jiang Xinyi moved the quilt to Jiang Dazhuang's hand, and pushed Jiang Dazhuang out. She was short, so she couldn't see the eyes of the two boys above her.

During the short journey, Jiang Xinyi specifically explained to Jiang Dazhuang.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense to grandma! I just want to see if my subordinate is dead. If Bai Ji dies, then I will have no subordinates!"

"In the future...you tell me, brother, do it."

"Brother, do you want to help me cover the bletilla striata?"

Jiang Dazhuang didn't want to agree, but when he thought of letting his sister and Baiji share the same room, he felt uncomfortable.

"Ah."

"Brother, then you will take the bletilla striata to work in the field later! I will send you green onion pancakes to eat."

"Ah."

Thinking that his younger sister had never given him scallion pancakes, Jiang Dazhuang felt even more wrong.

My sister is too cute, I have to be careful, I can't let her be fooled by the little faces outside.

Jiang Dazhuang wanted to say a lot of things in his mind, and turned around several times, but he could only utter one sentence:

"Okay, big brother is waiting for you."

　Let’s just say it’s a sweet text!
　　(Beating violently by Jiang Xinyi and Baiji
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(End of this chapter)