Wanbao Lady

A girl wearing a red dress, about thirteen or fourteen years old, suddenly squatted beside her.

Looking at the statue on the stone with curiosity.

"I see you often visit this statue. Who is this statue of god?"

"This is Lady Wanbao, a very powerful goddess."

The girl in red's eyes suddenly lit up.

"How powerful is he? Is he as powerful as General Feng Changying?"

Feng Changying was a famous female general hundreds of years ago.

He acquired powerful martial arts and guarded a pass.

According to legend, because of her outstanding achievements, the local people in the place where she was guarding worshipped her as a deity after her death.

It is still worshipped by the people there.

Qiao Er frowned and said frankly: "I don't know. But they are all very powerful people!"

The girl in red smiled and said, "I see you are so pious, are you a believer of this lady?"

Qiaoer nodded.

"Can you tell me the story of this lady?"

God knows, she hasn't gone out for a long time since her mother confined her to the embroidery shop.

I can't practice martial arts, and I can't listen to books.

The days fade away like a bird.

Finally, a sister with a strange background and the same age as her came, which naturally aroused her great interest.

He pesters the other person with questions every day.

But the other party seemed to be in a depressed mood due to previous bad experiences and the passing of his mother, and was not very talkative.

But, it doesn't matter.

She has plenty of patience!

Look, now the other party is willing to talk to her, haven’t they all become good friends (zi ren wei)!

Looking at the sparkling eyes of the girl in red, Qiao'er finally nodded.

Then she told him all the stories about Empress Wanbao that she had heard from outside.

As she spoke, the eyes of the girl in red became brighter and brighter.

Sometimes they cheered, sometimes they clapped.

After the story ended, she still felt unsatisfied.

"Oh my god! What have I missed during this time when I was away from home!"

She wailed in an exaggerated manner.

Qiao'er couldn't help laughing when seeing this.

"Hey, you smiled! You are frowning every day, you just need to smile more!"

Qiao'er immediately gathered the corners of her mouth and seemed to become as serious as before.

"I...I'm going to embroider."

Qiao'er quickly stood up, picked up the pendant and left quickly.

It has a sense of running away.

"Ah, embroidery is so boring. It's not as fun as wielding swords and guns!"

The girl in red also stood up and said nonchalantly.

But unexpectedly, I felt a sudden pain in my ear.

"Qin Lingshan! What nonsense are you talking about again!"

Madam Qin grabbed the girl's ear with one hand and twisted it hard.

"Oh, mother, mother, I was wrong! I was wrong!"

Qin Lingshan quickly confessed her guilt and begged for mercy.

"Tell me, what did you do wrong?"

Mrs. Qin glared with her almond-shaped eyes.

The girl said flatteringly: "I shouldn't say embroidery is bad. Embroidery is the best, and women who can embroider are the most beautiful!"

Hearing the flattering tone in her daughter's words, Mrs. Qin snorted.

Finally let go.

The girl rubbed her ears with a grin.

"Have you completed the tasks I assigned today?" Mrs. Qin glanced downward.

The girl immediately took out a wrapped handkerchief from her bosom and presented it to Mrs. Qin.

"Please take a look, mother!"

"Ah."

Mrs. Qin frowned fiercely as she looked at the brocade handkerchief that was wrapped into a ball and wrinkled like salted vegetables.

"I've told you so many times, the handkerchief should be folded properly. A girl's handkerchief should not be like a pile of... that thing."

She slapped the girl hard on the head.

But he still took the handkerchief and opened it bit by bit.

But he didn't notice the girl's feet moving secretly.

When Mrs. Qin opened it, she was so angry that she fell backwards.

"Qin Lingshan, you are such a jerk! I asked you to embroider a mandarin duck, but you embroidered a turtle for me! I will beat you to death today!"

However, the girl had already run away, shouting as she ran: "What's so interesting about mandarin ducks! They're not as interesting as turtles! They live a thousand years! Hahaha!"

"Stop right there, you little bastard!"

"Hahaha, you're a fool if you stop!"

There was a sudden commotion in the small garden.

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night.

Qiao'er, who couldn't sleep, sneaked out of the room.

There were only a few older sisters in the room who did not discriminate against or fear her, so she did not want to disturb their rest.

After quietly putting on her clothes and going out, she folded her arms and sat quietly on the steps in front of the door.

Staring blankly at the bright moon in the sky.

Mom...where are you now?

how are you recently?

As she watched, her eyes became red.

Just then, a sudden noise came from the wall next to her, attracting her attention.

She wiped her eyes quickly and looked there nervously.

But I saw an arm clinging to the edge of the wall.

There was a familiar red garment on that arm.

If it’s not Qin Lingshan, then who else could it be?

She just let out a "whoosh" and pushed herself up, then put one leg over the wall.

Then he turned over and rode on it.

As if she felt a gaze directed at her, the girl looked back.

Then he smiled awkwardly.

"Hey, it's you, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Qiao'er's eyes suddenly widened.

Is this guy so fierce?

Climbing the wall at night?

She quickly ran to the wall, stretched out her hands and whispered, "What are you doing! Do you know how dangerous this is! Come down quickly!"

But Qin Lingshan waved her hand and said, "Stay away, I'm afraid I'll crush you."

But Qiao'er still stretched out her hand, "Come down quickly!"

Qin Lingshan laughed and said, "Don't worry, I have experience in this matter, and nothing will happen. Just listen to me and stay away from it for now."

Qiao'er had no choice but to move a little further away.

But Qin Lingshan jumped down lightly and even rolled after landing.

Like a civet cat.

She stood up, patted her clothes, and said proudly: "See, everything is fine!"

Qiao'er felt relieved.

Then he asked curiously, "What are you doing climbing over the wall in the middle of the night?"

"Ah, this..." Qin Lingshan rubbed her face in embarrassment, "I was punished by my mother to face the wall and reflect on my mistakes."

She pointed at the wall, "It's the yard next to yours, just separated by a wall!"

Then he muttered: "Then I turned here..."

Qiaoer: ...

Qiao'er sighed.

Helplessly said: "This kind of thing is still too dangerous, let's not do this next time."

But the girl in red in front of him patted her chest and said confidently: "Don't worry, except for the outermost wall in this village, I can't climb over any other wall!"

Because the embroidery shop was full of women, Mrs. Qin not only hired three female warriors, but also specially asked someone to raise the wall.

Even the gentleman on the beam could not help but sigh.

Qiao'er was speechless for a moment.

Love is still a habitual offender!

"What about you? Why are you still awake so late?"

Qin Lingshan asked, changing the subject.

Qiao'er straightened her clothes, looking lonely.

"I'm thinking about my mother."

Qin Lingshan patted her shoulder comfortingly, "Can you tell me your mother's story? Maybe you will feel better after you tell it."

Qiao'er was silent for a while and finally nodded.

So, Qin Lingshan then heard the most real and bizarre version of the story of "Ghost Mother Saving Her Daughter".