My Queen Is Too Young

When Mingyou comes back, Feng Qingqian is talking with Changfeng. Her low eyes see that Mingyou's face is dirty and frowns. Ruyi immediately sent someone to prepare the water.

It was June, the weather was very hot, Fengqing shallow, so people moved a small stool under the tree, but also very cool. The starry sky is dim, but the moon is very bright. Does the young man in the gauze brocade clothes under the old trees dip his head in the water with his handkerchief, and half a bunch of green silk falls with him.

A red milk ball is muttering something in his mouth, forcing his eyes to wipe the young man's face. The young man's delicate and beautiful face is deliberately rigid and counts the milk balls one by one.

Wash almost, Feng Qing shallow carrying her waist belt, a brain into the soft couch. Mingyou got up and protested, "can't you carry me like a cat or a dog?"

Feng Qing shallow rubbed her head, "who calls you and kitten have no difference, the stature is just like, temperament is more like."

Ming Youbai glanced at him, rolled up his quilt and shrank in his nest. Feng Qing shallow lie down, Mingyou dislike the leg to lift up, intend to kick him. Feng Qing shallow looking at her, not angry do not smile, cold way, "buttocks itch again?"

Mingyou bent his legs, a face harmless, "I stretch my legs." And then consciously retracted into the quilt. Feng Qing shallow also did not pierce her careful thought.

Mingyou lived in the palace for two months. She didn't recognize her bed when she first came, so Feng Qingqian didn't think there would be any trouble this evening.

Late at night, Mingyou misty to Feng Qingqian side, Feng qingshallow lazy open eyes found that it was her, also did not stop. Even Feng Qingqian doesn't know that he has been used to Mingyou in a short time.

The moon was blind, and suddenly, a terrible howl was heard, which made the resting birds flutter around with their wings. Changfeng's body was faster than his brain and rushed in first.

See Feng Qing shallow cover chest, sad, Mingyou is a face sleepy, confused looking at him. Changfeng said anxiously, "Your Majesty, is there an assassin?" Does your majesty have been stabbed in the chest?

"My subordinate, this is called the grand doctor!" The long wind rubs the preparation to jump out, walks is still the window. Feng Qing shallow wrinkling eyebrow, endure pain way, "come back!"

Long wind Dun steps, turn back a face fog water to look at Feng Qing shallow? Isn't it an assassination? What's that? Poisoning? Can it make their majesty hurt like this?

You, Qingming, have a good time

Mingyou shrunk his head and poked his tender fingers with both hands. "I, I don't know. I dreamt that the roast chicken bit me?"

"A bite?" If Feng Qingqian didn't know her identity, she would have been sent to kill him. The milk ball happened to bite on the red fruit on his chest.

Mingyou heart more empty, showing a pair of flattering innocent smile to, "OK, a big mouth!"

Yeah? What is a big bite? Is she going to bite more?

Changfeng held the medicine in his right hand, and his hand was shaking. His face was so red that he looked like pig liver. He looked at the neat tooth marks on his chest. I can't help but mutter, "Your Highness, this tooth is still quite full ~"

and then I heard the voice like climbing out of hell, with a chill, "get out!"

The long wind glides faster from the window than the rabbit...

in the outer courtyard, there is a burst of laughter of different lengths, with cadence and rhythm. The key is that the laughter is very refreshing, Feng Qingqian's ears are very smart, and his face is getting darker and darker.