My Queen Is Too Young

"The good thing is that I can help you run errands." Mingyou just made up one.

Feng Qing shallow looked at one eye, seems to be entangled in what, after a long time, "tomorrow you take the initiative, I will let you go."

Mingyou face burst red, want to scold him a few words, but can't open his mouth again, "shouldn't you think of some state affairs in your mind?"

Feng Qingqian nodded naturally, "isn't this a national event? The throne of my family is waiting for someone to inherit. If I calculate my age, I should also have a prince. The little prince or the little princess are good. "

Mingyou was dumb for a moment, unable to speak, but somehow she agreed with her. It seemed that there was a little bit of truth.

Then he shook his head to react. No, how could he be convinced by the old lecher?

But on second thought, the so-called upper level has policies and the lower level has countermeasures. He has his good plan, and he has to cross the wall and ladder by himself. So blinking, blinking, nodding and agreeing. Feng Qing shallow seems to see her deceitful intention, also did not demolish, anyway when he has his method is.

Mingyou got the letter, took it and went happily.

Cloud to the palace is a sad, perhaps early autumn leaves fell on the ground, accumulated a thick layer also did not clean people.

The brick cracks on the ground have already given birth to weeds. It should have been a bright night, but the whole Yunlai palace is dark, looking desolate and lonely. Mei Fei's green silk is scattered, and her bedroom has already given birth to white hair. She is only in her twenties, but less than thirty. Wearing a brocade that has been washed white, the embroidery on the clothes has been broken, it looks a bit rough and inferior.

She sat alone on the couch with her feet in her arms and looked at the moonlight coming through the window. Her face looked sad and she didn't know what to murmur about. The arm was obviously bandaged, so looking at it is miserable. With the creaking of the vermilion gate, more than a dozen eunuchs and maidens ran into it, each carrying a candle. The older eunuch, who was a little older, waved and ordered, "light up the candle quickly, so that your highness will not come here and stumble. We can't afford it."

More than a dozen eunuchs and palace maids all went to light the candle and the palace lit up.

Mei Fei didn't look up, and her voice was full of fatigue, "I and you are not allowed to give candles? Why are so many people here today? "

The little maiden snorted coldly, "today there are noble people coming, we naturally can't be careless, otherwise you think you are a deserted concubine, who will take care of your life and death?"

Mei Fei heard the little maid say the word "noble" rubbed her head up. Her eyes burst out of hope, like a faint candle light. Her words were unbelievable, "but the king of nanxuan is back?"

"No one's going to talk to you. It's not your business. As soon as you leave, we'll clean it up. You can't touch it. " The little maiden did not have the patience to talk with him, so she set the candle and went out.

Mei Fei got up from the bed askew, reached out to touch her green silk, and touched her cheek, saying, "can he recognize me like this?" Carrying the worn-out skirt around, looking for a comb to trim his green silk, the words actually had a little more expectation, "my daughter is more than half a year old, and I don't know if she will recognize people."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned to see the figure. Mei Fei's face was lost and she could not help but step back, "are you a person or a ghost?"

Mingyou just wore a white skirt and came in with her skirt, with a smile on her face. He reached out and said nothing.