Chapter 875 (1/2)

Wei Qing accepted his fate.

Xiao Qingqian is weird tonight!

All right, he can do whatever he wants.

Just as his mind was drifting away, some courtiers came to pay homage.

Although Xiao Qingqian's mouth has been filled with a smile, but the smile is very shallow, people can't understand what he is thinking.

”King of Chu, this is little girl yun'er. Yun'er, hurry up A courtier came to see Xiao Qingqian and brought his daughter to him.

Yun'er's eyes are now wantonly nailed on Xiao Qingqian's face, until her father coughed a few times impatiently.

Xiao Qingqian's eyes did not stay on yun'er's face for a moment. He just took Wei Qing's hand and continued to move forward.

Several courtiers came to pay homage with their daughters. Without exception, each of them was beautiful and young.

Wei Qing is not a fool, the first may be a coincidence, and then there are so many people, she naturally guessed what.

Today, the old emperor has only one son, Xiao Qingqian, who is destined to pass the throne to him in the future.

When she gave birth to a daughter, the courtiers boldly speculated that the old emperor and the Empress Dowager had been waiting so long for her to give birth to a daughter. They were afraid that she would be out of favor.

Therefore, a group of people came with their daughters, hoping that some of them could enter Xiao Qingqian's eyes. Even if they didn't, when they filled the harem in the future, they would be sincere and give them a good place.

”He deliberately took me out of the carriage and took my hand, just for these courtiers with illusions?” Wei Qing suddenly spoke.

Xiao Qingqian's mouth slightly picked, ”it's really Qing'er. I guess it so quickly!”

Wei Qing's heart is warm as spring. If she can be cared by Xiao Qingqian, even if she dies tomorrow, it's worth it.

”Moved so quickly?” Xiao Qingqian frowned and twisted.

It's just drizzle. The real storm hasn't come yet!

Wei Qing bit her lips, and her eyes were covered with mist

”Silly girl, I only want you to be a woman in my life. If I really don't have a son, then I will pass the throne to ling'er.”

”There are no such rules in the North!”

”Rules are dead, people are alive, OK, don't think so much!”

Wei Qing bit her lip and nodded heavily.

The full moon banquet is located in Huarong hall. Considering that ling'er is still young, the Empress Dowager ordered people to prepare more braziers in advance. The whole Huarong hall is as warm as spring.

”The emperor's grandmother cares for you in silence.” Just entering the Huarong hall, Xiao Qingqian whispered.

”Well.”

They sat down under the guidance of the eunuch.

After sitting down, all the courtiers looked at them one after another, with their hearts filled with thoughts.

”The Empress Dowager arrived --”

Singing harmony from far to near, the empress dowager, with the help of mother Qiu, walked into Huarong hall.

Just came in, eyes will fall on Wei Qing and Xiao Qingqian face, ”green girl, you look good.”

Xiao Qingqian replied: ”thank you for your memory. Qing'er is recovering very well.”

The Empress Dowager nodded with a smile, ”where's the little spirit of the mourning family?”

The nurse quickly went to the empress dowager, ”empress dowager, the little princess is here!”

The Empress Dowager hugged ling'er with a smile and teased, ”Oh, this little guy is so cute! It must be a beauty in the future. ”

Mothers like others to praise their children, and Wei Qing is no exception.

”Thank you for your praise

”It's not praise, it's fact.”