Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 2 Your Highness, I Can't Eat This Food

Seeing Mingyou getting up from the ground lazily and ignorantly, Feng Qingqian was a little stressed. Although she was a bit disgusted, she still picked her up from the ground and defended her righteously. Death sentence." Everyone fell silent.

Mingyou came back to his senses, stood on the bluestone slab, looked up at Feng Qingqian blankly, and muttered, "You look so pretty!"

Feng Qingqian's face is not black, nor is it red, he was actually molested by a three-year-old milk doll?Although he hadn't reached the crown yet, he was seven years older than her.

Deshun beside him bowed over, "Report to Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come."

"Let's go, I will take you to the Taihua Hall to announce to the world!" Feng Qingqian urged.

Mingyou is small and has short legs. The stairs of Taihua Hall are too long, and it is extraordinarily strenuous to climb.Feng Qingqian couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she simply hugged her around her waist and went all the way.Mingyou breathed a sigh of relief and was very grateful to him.Feng Qingqian glanced at her indifferently, and said disdainfully, "Short legs, it's a waste of time."

Mingyou pouted and looked at him angrily, Feng Qingqian didn't bother to answer her.In the eyes of all officials, the three-year-old little queen is like a wine gourd hanging from her waist.

The ministers couldn't help laughing at it, but none of them dared to speak out.This is an extremely absurd thing. The ten-year-old emperor is helpless enough, and here comes a three-year-old little queen.Isn't this a child's country?
Ascending the last step, Feng Qingqian stood on the high platform, a fierce red robe rose against the wind, and Mingshuang at his waist wore a red miniature phoenix robe, a phoenix woven with gold and silver threads. Shines brightly in the sun.

A few days ago, Mingyou had already been told her face to face, and she had been told countless times that she didn't have to do anything, the only thing was to just stand honestly.

"Kneel!" Deshun's loud and slightly shrill voice sounded, and all civil and military officials knelt and bent over, "Long live my emperor, long live long live, long live long live, empress empress."

Next, the historian began to recite a long prayer. The sun was a little bright, and Mingyou dozed off like a chicken pecking rice, bit by bit.Feng Qing squinted at her, and calmly lifted the dress behind her back to prevent her from falling to the ground.

On the first night of the wedding, although it is reasonable for the emperor and empress to have the same room, because the two of them are too young, they both went through a symbolic process and prepared to take away a series of things early in advance.

Mingyou stood on the soft edge, biting a peanut in his mouth, eating with relish.The serving maid hesitated for a long time, and whispered to dissuade, "Your Highness, this food is not edible!"

Mingyou opened her round eyes, her fair and tender face was full of doubts, "Is this poisonous?" The peanuts in his mouth were either spit out or spit out.

The palace lady didn't expect her brain circuit to be so strange that she couldn't speak for a while.What kind of strange question is His Highness asking?She just wanted to say that these things are customary decorations, not for eating.

When Feng Qingqian came in, she just heard it, and couldn't help laughing, she stepped in, and all the maids in the room immediately knelt down to pay their respects.

"I've never seen anyone more promising than you!" Feng Qingqian said with both jokes and contempt.Mingyou saw that his expression was obviously not a compliment to himself, but he didn't make a fuss, and muttered in a low voice, "What do I know as a child?" to contradict.

(End of this chapter)