My Queen Is Too Young

Seeing him go far away, xiaoshunzi was relieved and waved to someone in front of the desk, indicating that Fengming had gone.

Changsheng took a breath and collapsed on the chair. "The boy is more and more intelligent. If he is closer, he can find something wrong." A person imitates again like, but for the people who get along with each other day and night, it must be full of flaws. The closer we get, the more we say, the easier it is to show off the horse's feet.

So Changsheng chose not to say!

When she woke up in the morning, Zhixiu dressed her. Feng Qingqian came in with her breakfast. Nuo Nuo smelled the aroma of the early meal and arched her nose like a pig. "It's delicious."

Can see feng qingshallow figure, then can not laugh out, clothes also do not care to tidy up, hair ornaments also have to wear in the future, so anxious to hide inside, also lying in the ear of weaving embroidery whispered, "we go to find Star eyes!"

"Zhixiu looks at Feng Qingqian's face, and the wind and rain are coming. Little princess, your whisper is not quiet. People have heard it. Seeing Feng Qing's unkind face, Zhixiu Leng did not dare to speak more. Even with the Fengqing shallow coax glutinous.

"Your Majesty is out on business, and will not return until the afternoon."

Nuo Nuo mouth a shriveled, not happy, "then we go to find mother!"

Zhixiu's desire for survival is very strong, immediately seized the straw and said, "princess, you should have breakfast, let him take you to find your mother."

He was talking about Feng Qingqian. He knew that Feng Qingqian's identity was extraordinary, but she was not very clear about it. She just told her that this childe and his wife were Nuo Nuo's parents, and Nuo Nuo's mother was also an old acquaintance with his majesty.

Nuo Nuo frowned. She seemed very reluctant, but she did not dare to protest loudly. Although she was young, she was skilled. Now she has no helper. Weaves embroiders again counsels, if she is beaten later, no one will help. So she sat down on the stool, waiting for the embroidery to feed her breakfast.

Fengqing shallow habit of the millet porridge scoop out, with a spoon to feed her mouth, glutinous do not want to eat, but dare not refuse her, so, very quietly, "I, I eat myself." The words were cowardly and nervous.

"Do you eat by yourself?" Feng Qingqian doesn't leave any God and regards her as Mingyou when she was a child. Thanks to his care, Mingyou can't use chopsticks when she is very big. Even when she grows up, she doesn't use chopsticks as well as a child of several years old.

"Well." Nuo Nuo nods. In fact, she is very clumsy with chopsticks. Most of the time, she is star eyes or ice. Even if she can't, she is also weaving and embroidering. But this big monster in front of her, she dare not. After thinking about it, she would rather eat it by herself.

Feng Qingqian handed the spoon to her, touched the bowl, and determined that the bowl was not hot, which was reassuring.

Simple spoon with good, chopsticks also OK, than her mother when she was really much better. Feng Qing shallow, cold face, showing relief and pride. Well, it's really his baby daughter, who can use chopsticks so well?

What is the sense of pride that weaves embroider to see him inexplicably? Are you proud to be like this after eating two mouthfuls? That childe has not seen their little prince, with chopsticks that call a dexterous.

I feel that Feng Qingqian has been covetous of himself, just like a tiger looking at a lamb, glutinous glutinous food can't eat, eat a little, and shout not to eat. Dare not and Feng Qing shallow talk, but drag weaving embroidery way, "you tell him, we go to find the mother!"