Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 599 Corporal punishment of love, isn't it good?

Hearing the corporal punishment, Chang Sheng blushed and lowered his head vigorously.Your Highness is so kind, to be outspoken... Feng Qing glanced over Chang Sheng's face, and seeing him looking down at the floor with a look of not listening to indecent words, he knew that he was thinking wrong.

But isn't it good to replace corporal punishment with corporal punishment of love?Not only let the little thing grow a memory, but also feed him!
"I will accompany you." Feng Qingqian wanted to put her under his nose to be at ease.

After reading his booklets on the table, Mingyou lightly shook his head, "Forget it, I'll go by myself."

When she went out, Feng Qingqian said, "Find someone to follow her."

"Yes." Changfeng went to work, and Changsheng had to find two unusual brothers to protect her.

Mingyou led a tall maroon horse out, and ran all the way out of the palace. The two guards were in a hurry, and just after they left the palace gate, they found that no one was there.They glanced at each other, "Eh!"

If I had known that the queen was going there on horseback, it would have been fine for them to ride on horseback. Now that the two-legged one can't catch up with the four-legged one, the two of them hurried to General Ming's mansion.

Mingyou supports Qinghua, Qinghua has been lingering on the sick bed for too long, and walking on the ground is a little sluggish.Qinghua sat under the tree, looked at the cloudless sky, and sighed, "I haven't seen such a beautiful sun for a long time."

"It's because you lie down every day and don't come out often, that's why you think it's so good not to see the sun for a long time." Mingyou served her a drink of plain water, "Go out for a walk more often in the future, it's good to bask in the sun more."

Qinghua nodded, "Recently, my spirits have improved, but I want to move around more. I have been ill this year. Taking advantage of the good weather these two days, I want to go to Baohua Temple to burn incense and pay back last year's vows." gone."

Mingyou nodded, "Okay, why don't we go today." Not long ago, Imperial Physician Xu had quietly told her that Qinghua's body would last at most a year or so before reaching its limit.

The Qinghua in Mingyou's memory seemed to seldom do her own business, but only guarded her and the general's mansion.It's rare that she has something she wants to do on her own initiative, and she voluntarily hopes to achieve her wish.

He ordered people to hitch up a carriage, prepared some banknotes and trivial silver, and went out. Two guards from the mansion asked for horses and followed them from a distance.

In the rickety carriage, Mingyou listened to Qinghua talking to her.

"Qinghua, what wish do you make every year?" Mingyou was curious, what wish could make her, a person who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, so persistent?

Qinghua didn't want to tell her, so he smiled and said, "Silly girl, it won't work if you express your wish."

Curling her lips, Mingyou knew that she was changing the subject, so she didn't want to tell herself.So he secretly made up his mind to hide and eavesdrop later.

Baohua Temple is not far from the imperial city, but the incense is still at its peak, and there are not many people going today, but the two of them waited in line for a long time to get to them.

Qinghua held up the incense and kowtowed three times seriously in front of the Buddha statue, and put the incense in the incense burner, Mingyou didn't hear her muttering, the voice was too low, I'm afraid she didn't even know what she was talking about.

Putting the sesame oil money into the merit box, Mingyou wandered around in the temple.Qinghua followed his old habit, went to the table and wrote the runes on the paper, put it in the sachet, and then took it out to hang on the tree.

The abbot seemed to recognize her, and greeted her from a distance, "Benefactor, here we come again."

"Yeah." Qinghua coughed, nodded with a smile, and the host didn't say much, watching her carefully hang the sachet on the branch, clasped his hands together and made a wish.

(End of this chapter)