My Queen Is Too Young

But this sentence can't help but into the bottom of my heart, Mingyou stare at him one eye, "hum, don't think you're talking nonsense, I'll believe it, don't want you to be my guard in the future, you can go by yourself."

She turned and went back to the room, but her heart was like the ripples on the lake to disturb her heart, which was what Feng Qingqian said to her. Every sentence in my heart is rippling. If I knew it was you earlier, even if I had thrown me into a sea of fire, I would not bear to touch you...

you are Mingyou, my wife, the queen of Nanyou, and the daughter of the God of war...

Mingyou's in a panic. He thinks that the assassin is kind-hearted and talks nonsense intentionally, but he doesn't know why, but he doesn't know why Hard hand, deep in the heart there are still some involuntarily letter.

Feng Qing shallow see her still don't believe oneself, on the contrary is oneself even the last bit of handle can't frighten her. Heart and gas and hurt, simply go back to a brain will be angry in Changfeng body.

Changfeng is sore all over the body, and there are pieces of blue purple on his face and shallow cuts of sword wound. He gently touches it with his hand, which is burning and painful. He murmured, "Your Majesty has no friendship at all. What's my business if the little queen doesn't play cards according to the routine?"

Feng Qingqian felt that he was a masochistic constitution, and then he quietly returned to the pear garden. Who let him this little queen so uneasy, before and after the wolf surrounded by tigers, he has raised cabbage for more than 20 years, can be eaten by others?

Mingyou doesn't say that when he comes, he does his own thing and pretends not to see him. Green grass taught her to prick handkerchief, the red and green silk thread in the green grass's hands, turning out one after another of red flowers and green leaves, and in Mingyou's hand, is a tangled, colorful stone?

Embroidered for a while, Mingyou will throw things, no mind, "no embroidery, no embroidery, who came up with such a difficult mind at the end of the day?"

Green leaves put things, see her then ran out, "Miss, this too madam said if you can't learn not to go out."

"Mingyou smile," I don't go out, I go to my grandmother's yard for a stroll. "

Feng Qing, as like as two peas, walked away and picked up the ground's handkerchief. She looked at it carefully. She had almost the same embroidery method as she did years ago. Carefully put it away, thinking of the ugly purse she embroidered many years ago.

Shaking his head, he went back to the house.

Mingyou really is no different from Feng Qingqian's guess. If you really go to ask for help from your wife.

"Great grandma!" Soft glutinous called out, too madam holds her hand, "embroidery is finished! Can we make progress? "

"Of course, I've grown up. I'm so smart. Now I can embroider flowers and plants into colorful stones."

"Little girl film, you are also called Changjin. Thank you for saying so?" Too madam laughs happily, "have never seen you so cheeky, this is complacent instead."

Mingyou intimately said, "isn't it? They can embroider flowers and plants, can they embroider birds and fish, maybe embroider something like me? What they embroider are common things, and I'm the spirit of heaven and earth. "

"Little girl, do you want to come here and say good words, so that you can avoid this embroidery work?" Mrs. Tai guessed her intention. For this girl, she is also quite distressed, the brain is bright, the appearance is clever, but the hand is not clever. At first, I thought it was raised in everyone, but Nanyou's woman is always good at needlework, but she's not like this!

Mingyou hehe a smile, "how dare?"