My Queen Is Too Young

Changfeng said, "you are all misunderstandings. We really have no malice. You can see that our children are still in your villagers' hands."

My aunt's eyes were on the two children.

"Auntie, we are good people!" she said

The young woman in green and black clothes said that she was suffering. The two children almost had to tear her dress apart. She was embarrassed. Had to whisper, "you, you are to let me go first!"

Who is in whose hands! Depressed!

"No outsider has ever come to our village and say," who are you? " It seems that if they dare to tell half a lie, they can be stabbed into a beehive with crossbows and mechanism arrows.

"We, we came to the nearby mountains to collect herbs. We lost our way and walked here." Mingyou innocent, a really very aggrieved look, "words have not said, you rushed to."

"Nonsense, no one can walk through the miasma forest alive! You must have come with a purpose. " The villagers didn't believe it.

Feng Qingqian deliberately took out a look that he didn't know the real face of Lushan Mountain. With arrogance and arrogance, he glanced at the surrounding buildings and said, "a village, is it difficult for us to plan your food, chicken, duck, fish and meat? Or do you have any shady business? "

This word once said, then annoyed the village people, "nonsense, you are to have shady!"

"What are you on guard for Feng Qing shallow pretended not to know, "I can also rob your family of food?"

The man who talked just now turned red. It can't be said that they are hermits from the world. Isn't that revealing their identity?

Seeing that there are more and more people around the village, Mingyou worries about how they can accept it and live well for a few days.

"Back off!" An old voice came slowly and leisurely, and the crowd retreated. It was an old woman in her seventies and eighties. She walked slowly, but her eyes were still sharp and penetrating. There was no ordinary old man in her seventies or eighties.

Thinking of lengyi's words, she looks at her in silence. Mingyou thinks that she should be nearly 200 years old.

When the old woman saw Mingyou, she looked at it carefully. It seemed that she was looking at her forehead. "It's not from my village. What's the matter with you here?"

Mingyou said, "the old lady is like this. We are looking for medicine nearby. I heard that there are many rare herbs in the nearby mountains. My friend was ill and came to look for medicine specially. But I didn't know how to find it here."

The old woman asked, "what's your mother's name?"

"My parents left early. I really don't know my mother's name. My father's surname is Li, Muzi Li." Looking at the old woman staring at herself, she remembered that Qinghua said that she and her mother looked like each other in the past, for fear that the old woman would recognize her mother, so she had to casually say the most common surname

A gray brown middle-aged man came to support her, carefully asked, "ancestor, what do you ask her mother for?"

The old woman looked at Mingyou, "old four, don't you think this person is familiar?"

Take a look, "huh? It's like a relief sculpture in a temple! "

The old woman shook her head, "no, look carefully!"

The old four holding the old woman was in a fog. The old woman shook her head and laughed, "forget it. You haven't seen her a few times, and it's right that you don't know her. "

The fourth man did not dare to talk much, so he asked his ancestors, "what should these people do?"