You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 1212
There is also an incense table on the table next to Xisan, enshrining thirteen gods, including Bixia Yuanjun, Qiongxiao Empress, Yunxiao Empress, Cuisheng Empress, Sending Son Empress, Douzhu Empress, and Vision Empress.

There is millet in the incense burner, which is used as incense ash.

The relatives in the palace, headed by the old lady, filled little Aping's copper basin with clear water and some gold and silver things. This water was specially prepared by Wen Qinger, and he was not afraid of people at all. Something moved inside.

After that, the ladies who came also gave little Ah Ping pots one by one according to their seniority. The Zhao family's position is not considered low, and it was her turn after few people in front of her.

I saw that this person came forward unhurriedly, and there was nothing in his hand to add to the child. He looked at Wen Qing'er above and the little Aping in the midwife's hands, with contempt on his face.

Wen Qing'er noticed what was wrong with Mrs. Zhao. Although this person had eyes higher than his head, they were not like that when he just welcomed her in. Now she can't wait to roll her eyes to the back of her head!

Wen Qing'er didn't believe that in front of so many people, this Zhao family dared to do something, but she was still slowly vigilant in her heart, and moved a little in the direction of little Aping, for fear that this Zhao family would lose her mind for a while , hurt the child.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, this Mrs. Zhao actually pulled out the incense thread in the incense burner next to her, threw it straight at Wen Qinger, and yelled loudly.

"Surrender, demon girl! How dare you make a fool of yourself in front of all the gods and empresses, so hurry up and show your original shape!"

Wen Qing'er was startled, and let out a small cry, but she didn't dare to block indiscriminately, for fear of hitting the burning incense stick on the child, so she just shook her sleeve slightly.

Although she moved quickly, Wen Qing'er still got burnt on the back of her hand, and even had two small holes on her wide sleeve, which was embroidered with many children and blessings in red.

The ladies below also exclaimed for a while, and they are all upstanding ladies. They have seen more than a dozen baptisms at least, and they have seen many things go wrong, but they have never seen such direct injuries. Yes, it's all messed up.

Not to mention that the Zhao family is not very popular in ordinary times, and now the big family calls her a witch or not, and everyone thinks that she has lost her mind and gone crazy, but no one dares to go up and persuade her.

How dare you just yell evil at the little prince in the midwife's arms right now!
Really, the old birthday star hanged himself, looking for death!
"Come here! Grab Mrs. Zhao! Shut up her mouth!"

Wen Qing'er saw that Mrs. Zhao wanted to snatch the gold and silver locks on the table to hurt little Aping, she was immediately annoyed, and hurriedly hugged little Aping in her arms.

Now I don't want to show respect to Mrs. Zhao, so I just call her Mrs. Zhao one by one. Who cares about her from the Ministry of Household Etiquette, as long as she wants to hurt her little Aping, even the empress dowager will not be able to do it!

Wen Qing'er gave an order, and Shishan and the others who were hiding on the beam of the house immediately jumped down and kicked Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao screamed, and they were all old, with old arms and legs How could he bear such a kick, half his life would be gone.

Even Mrs. Zhao was lying on the ground and couldn't move much, and Mrs. Zhao's damn mouth was still chattering endlessly.

"The concubine is a witch! The concubine is a witch! That wicked animal is not the son of the prince! It is the result of adultery with the third master! Don't be fooled by that vixen! What is there to congratulate! The prince really wants to be wronged!" died!"

(End of this chapter)