My Queen Is Too Young

See Mingyou lazy muddleheaded from the ground to get up, fengqingshallow some pressure mountain, although a bit disliked, but still picked her up from the ground, righteous words of the maintenance of her, "dare to laugh at the queen, all with a stick to death." The crowd fell silent.

Mingyou comes back to her senses, stands on the blue stone board, looks up at Feng Qingqian, and murmurs, "it's so beautiful!"

Feng Qingqian's face is neither black nor red. He was molested by a three-year-old baby? Although he was not yet in the crown, he was still seven years old.

Side of the de Shun bow over, "reply to your majesty, the auspicious time has arrived."

"Let's go. I'll lead you to Taihua hall and tell the world about it." Feng Qing shallow urged way.

It is small in brightness and short in legs. The steps of Taihua hall are too long, so it is very hard to go up. Feng Qing shallow can't see down, simply hold her in the waist all the way up. Mingyou is relieved and very grateful to him. Feng Qing shallow but indifferent to see her one eye, disdain way, "short legs, too much time."

Ming you du mouth, angry looking at him, Feng Qing shallow lazy to reply to her. In the eyes of all officials, the three-year-old queen is like a wine gourd hanging on her waist.

The ministers could not help laughing, but none of them dared to speak out. This is an extremely absurd thing, the ten-year-old emperor is helpless enough, and there is a three-year-old queen. This is no longer a children's country?

After climbing the last step, Feng Qingqian stood on the high platform with a strong red robe. He did not reach the bright frost on his waist. He wore a red mini Phoenix robe. The Phoenix made of gold and silver thread was shining in the sun.

Mingyou has been told several days ago that she doesn't have to do anything. She just stands on her feet.

"Kneel down!" Deshun Hongliang slightly sharp voice sounded, civil and military officials knelt down, "long live my emperor, long live empress, thousand years old, thousand years old."

Then the Historiographer began to recite a long prayer. The sun was a little big. Mingyou stood and dozed off like a chicken pecking rice. Feng Qing shallow squint at her one eye, motionless toward the back of her dress, in order to avoid her fall on the ground.

Although the emperor and Empress Dowager wanted to share the same room on the first night of the wedding, they both symbolically went through a process because they were too young and prepared to take away a series of things in advance.

Mingyou is standing on the edge of soft collapse, with peanuts in his mouth and eating with relish. The maid of honor hesitated for a long time and whispered, "Your Highness, this food can't be eaten!"

Mingyou opened round eyes, white face full of doubts, "is this poisonous?" The peanuts in your mouth are not spitting out, nor are they.

The maiden didn't expect her brain circuit to be so strange that she couldn't answer for a moment. What strange question does your highness ask? She just wanted to say that these things are custom decorations, not for eating.

Feng Qingqian just heard it when she came in. Some could not help laughing and stepped in. A room full of maids immediately knelt down and said hello.

"I've never seen anything more promising than you!" Feng Qingqian's words are both funny and contemptuous. Mingyou see his expression is obviously not praise their own words, but also do not make, whispered, "how much do I know a child?" Words with milk, but people can not hear that there is a half of the head to.