My Queen Is Too Young

The green bricks at night are cool, and there are many mosquitoes around. Minghe also did not care, legs pain dinner, where there is strength to stand up. He kept slapping the mosquitoes around him. He was very angry and angry, but there was no place to send it. He really underestimated the emperor's ability. He had to comfort himself. The bright moon ascended the throne of Queen. There are many opportunities. When the carriage of the Ming government came, the fire in Minghe's stomach was cooled by the cold wind. Xiaosi put the stool down and saw the people sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall brick, a face of confusion.

Dim moonlight, in the dark, the boy is not particularly clear to see. Looked around, no one around, bravely went to the past and gently called, "master?"

Minghe wakes up from his confusion and is surprised to see that it is the people in his house. Then he sets his mind.

"Master, why are you sitting on the ground by yourself?" The boy helped him up.

Speaking of this, the fire that was dispersed by the cool wind came up again, "it's almost daybreak before you come. Where can I stay?"

The boy supported him and watched him limp as he walked. He said, "I'm wronged. I met people in the palace on the way. He took the token and said that the prime minister had something important to discuss in the palace, and let me come two hours later."

When Minghe heard this, his face was pale, which was supposed to be a good thing done by the gangsters.

I was a little embarrassed when I got on the carriage. I couldn't lift my legs. I almost climbed up by bumping.

After two days of medicine, Mingyou's condition began to improve, some fuzzy consciousness, can drink a few soup medicine. Weiyang Hall of people are very happy, this proves that mingmingyou's disease can get better.

Mingyou is so dry that I dream that I have been walking, walking in the desert of the border. I have a deep foot and a shallow foot. I can't get out. The lonely figure in the dusk is more and more far away from himself...

reaches out his hand, but he doesn't catch anything. Mingyou cries in a hurry and shouts, "Daddy!"

Ming Li was dressed in silver and white armor, his white hair could not be hidden among the green silk, and his clear-cut face had traces of the years of the battlefield, which had been weathered.

Sword in the desert, watching her silent.

Mingyou trotted for two steps, and Mingli went away. Mingyou cried with tears, "Dad, don't go. I thought you would never come back."

Ming Li looked at her smile, with kindness in his eyes, "go back, this is not where you should come."

Mingyou ignored, continued to run, stretched out his hands, tears, with loneliness, shaking his head, "I don't want, I want to be with dad."

Ming Li looked at her daughter, reached out to touch, but nothing. With a long sigh, "ah you, you should remember that all things in the world will eventually go to the destination they should face. There are a lot of people accompanying you along the way. One day, you have to learn to face them."

Mingyou do not give up, holding back tears, a ignorant hand to hold him, finally or empty.

"Go back, Dad, watch you walk back." Ming Li encouraged. Mingyou wiped tears, choked around, and looked back.

Mingli raised his hand, "go, don't look back."

"I can't find my way back." Mingyou looks at the rolling desert of yellow sand. The sky is connected with the earth all around. You can see nothing but the yellow sand.

"The road is in your heart, ah you, follow your heart, and there will be someone waiting for you on the way back." Ming Li's voice rises far away. When Mingyou turns around, it's empty around.