My Queen Is Too Young

Then, thinking that he could not believe her, he said with a smile, "I believe you a little girl's evil!" Mingyou is indifferent, shrugged his shoulders and said, "believe it or not lies in you, anyway, you have no medicine to save." Mrs. blissful did not care what she said. Her voice was deliberately lowered by two points. The excitement in her voice could not be hidden. "When I change your face and drink your blood, it will be just 100."

Looking at Mingyou's face, I'm very happy.

Mingyou saw that she touched her face, it was very seeping, her skin was cool, it seemed that she really had a sense of evil spirits.

"There are so many beautiful faces in the world. I'm not the first beauty in the world. Isn't this one beautiful?"

Mrs. blissful got up and laughed, "beauty, how can it not be beautiful? How much did I pay for this face. But ah, I changed my mind when I saw you. I think your face is better. Your smart eyes are what many people dream of. I like it very much

Mingyou thinks of the appearance of Xiaomei, and her hands seem to be the same. If you look at it carefully, you can see the shape of her face. Mingyou exclaimed, "that day, I saw you at Madame Mo's place. That would not be your original appearance."

Touching her face, Mrs. blissful immediately denied, "nonsense, this is not my wife's face. My wife is so beautiful."

"It's your face, how can you not give up half of it?" Where do normal people want to change other people's faces?

Mrs. blissful may have stood tired, and sat down with her on the ground and talked to her, "if you want to listen, I'd like to tell you my story."

Mingyou thinks it's an opportunity to hold the monster. Feng Qiqi and Feng Qiqi are nearby. They can't find this for a while. If she drags on more, she will be safer.

Pretending to be very interested in nodding, "listen, listen, I love to listen to stories."

It was still a long time ago. Fifty years ago, at that time, the blissful building was not called the blissful building. It should be called the proud building, which was derived from chunfengsmug.

There is a very popular Huakui, called the hope of the month, that is me. At that time, there were many girls in the pride building, but none of them was more beautiful than me. I can earn thousands of dollars a night, even for their whole life. All the business travelers came here to see my face.

Later, I met a poor scholar. He had no money. When I went out, I met him drawing portraits. I found it interesting.

He asked my maid Cui Yi to draw a portrait and gave him money, but he didn't want it. He said that it was his blessing to give a portrait of a fairy on the Ninth Heaven. If he really wanted to appreciate it, he would let him draw another one in spring.

I think he is good, so I often ask him to give me a picture. He looks at me like a fool. He often paints my little statues on the sky lanterns. One by one, the sky lamps are full of brilliance.

Once and twice also had some affection, I then moved the mind to plan to redeem myself, followed him to leave the proud building.

Unexpectedly, after three or four days, he would come. I asked Cui Yi to inquire and find out that he had promised other women to go back to their hometown. He was sad and wanted to die. Fortunately, someone found out that he had saved him.

Later, I left, far away from the land of right and wrong. Then I wandered back to the blissful building, dug a underground palace under it, and lived day by day.