My Queen Is Too Young

With regret and sour taste in his words, Han Huan said, "at that time, you didn't want to choose the job of taking care of the flowers and plants. It was just a carefree picture."

Han Xi was afraid that Han Huan was really angry, so he said with a smile, "I'll tease you. I won't change it with you."

After that, the two began to fight again...

Mingyou drank too much tea and couldn't sleep, but it was cold and tight when I wanted to sit up. Feng Qingqian didn't come here tonight. Mingyou couldn't find someone to talk to. It was late at night, dark and quiet outside. Ruyi was sent to bed by her.

After moving the casserole in the soft couch for a long time, she couldn't get up. Mingyou gave up her plan to read the meeting and decided to hide in the quilt and count the sheep.

Before counting three in my heart, I heard a slight movement. Ming humorously held out his head. Who will be in the middle of the night?

Ruyi? Phoenix seven seven? Think carefully, it should be Feng Qiqi, the old rascal. I used to climb into the window in the middle of the night...

so I hid quietly and pretended to sleep to scare him. Just a moment later, there was no movement, Mingyou glum, thinking that Xu had heard something wrong. He turned his head and prepared to continue counting sheep. But heard a subtle but flustered breath.

"Well?" In the bottom of my heart, Mingyou feels that the breath is not from Feng Qiqi. Feng Qiqi practices martial arts all the year round and has internal skills. The breathing sound is almost invisible and steady.

Is it a snitch?

Thinking in my heart, if she didn't know the star eyes, she would almost think it was star eyes. Mingyou night is blind, dark, nothing to see. Just occasionally a light across, the body faster than the brain inside a roll, and then feel a dagger stabbed into the quilt.

Smashing the pillow at the mysterious man, Mingyou shouts, "catch the assassin!"

The mysterious man was flustered and did not dare to start any more. He ran out in a hurry.

Mingyou gets up from the bed. It's dark. She can't see it. She doesn't dare to rush after it. Listen to the movement, seems to be a woman, or a young. She had to find something to defend herself. She groped under the pillow and thought of the hairpin she had put before.

Holding it in your hand can be regarded as a life-saving weapon...

before the woman started to escape, the door was kicked open, and a fierce wind was blowing up. She was dressed in black with a bright sword in her hand. The mysterious man flew several steps away and hit the vase with a sharp cry.

Changfeng pulled his own elegant green silk, picked his eyebrows, and made a handsome gesture. He raised his eyebrows and called to the inside, "how about little queen, am I handsome?"

"It's dark inside. You can see a ghost. Take the assassin and send a lamp in." Mingyou is holding a hairpin and is wrapped in a quilt in a corner.

The long wind did not have the strength to draw the sword, the way, "you put on your clothes, quilt wrapped, I bring a candle to come in, by the way to see the assassin."

When the long wind comes in, the movement has spread around. Ruyi comes to the two rooms not far away from the bedroom.

Changfeng is binding the maiden on the ground, disdain way, "on your two or three two water also dare to look for things, not the brain was gnawed by pigs."

Mingyou casually set up a dress, shoes are not in time to wear ran over, a look at the people on the ground, just as Ruyi came in, the way, "Ruyi you come to see, you are not that who?"