My Queen Is Too Young

Feng Qing shallow gas enough, but there is no place to reason. How can he take care of such a big baby? Who are you looking for at night?

Changfeng followed him, pouring tea and water, and offering good advice, "don't be angry, your highness. Isn't there anything you want? She will let Ruyi go to the two experienced mothers in the palace. If you look after it on the surface, you don't have to worry about the rest. "

At the beginning of the month, the dusk is heavy. Feng Qingqian is lying on the bed, looking at the baby beside the soft couch with a black face. Mingyou's face is still covered with tears. She looks at Feng Qingqian pitifully.

"Damn it, Changfeng, this is what you told me. Don't worry about it? You're not going to put her down for me Feng Qingqian is going to run wild. How could he take a baby to sleep?

Changfeng did not move, a embarrassed look, "Your Highness, you let her beside, Miss Mingyou has been crying, Mammy for three or four, it is no use, this palace can take care of the slaves have changed over."

Feng Qing shallow hate to shoot dead long wind, who is the guarantee of the afternoon? He knew he couldn't listen to Changfeng. His brain was full of holes.

"Did you try that long day?"

"Your Highness, you have forgotten that brother Changtian has been out on business for more than half a month." Long wind reminds way.

Feng Qing shallow a face of resentment, "that you say how to do?" If you can't find a solution, you're dead.

Changfeng swallowed his mouth and said, "Miss Mingyou has been washed by Ruyi. You, you just have to stay with her for one night..." after that, Changfeng blew out the main hall of Changle palace like a gust of wind.

Running out of a good distance, panting, standing in the courtyard, met Ruyi, who was just holding the quilt. Ruyi glanced at his back, "Changfeng, are there any demons and ghosts chasing you again?"

"If it's late, it's more terrible than ghosts." The long wind beat his chest. Looking at Ruyi's salute, "are you running away?"

Ruyi said with a smile, "the palace is heavily guarded. Can I fly with wings?" "I'm going to watch the night. My highness is still young. Miss Mingyou is still babbling. There is no one to take care of it. I'm afraid your highness can't cope with it."

Changfeng immediately exclaimed, "live Bodhisattva, go quickly. If you go, your Highness's fire may disperse earlier if someone helps you."

Fengqing shallow gas return to gas, or did not drive Mingyou down. Mingyou is obediently lying on the soft couch. The soft couch of Changle palace is very large. It is more than enough for an eight year old and a one-year-old child to lie on it, but it is still a bit empty.

See Mingyou can not affect him, Feng Qingqian is very kind to put a corner on her body, close eyes and go to sleep.

At night, Feng Qingqian faintly felt something moving. Although it was very light and small, he still felt it. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly let out a violent scream, then accompanied by a cry. Startled, the resting birds fluttered their wings and flew away quickly....

Feng Qingqian rubbed his withered and flat chest, his tears glistened and his teeth were almost broken. The little boy actually took him as his mother, and attacked his chest when he couldn't get milk?

Mingyou is frightened by him and cries bitterly. Ruyi heard the voice and rushed in from the outer hall, "Your Highness, what's the matter, your highness?"

When I came in, I saw that Mingyou was crying. Feng Qingqian was a face of hate. Ruyi thought it was Mingyou that hindered fengqingshallow, so she quickly picked up Mingyou, "Your Highness makes atonement, the maid will take out first and coax the young lady."