My Queen Is Too Young

In the face of Changsheng's brainless words, Changfeng doesn't quite understand it. Just as she is about to ask questions, Feng Qingqian comes over with Mingyou and looks at Changsheng. Changsheng's back is very straight, standing solemn and alert.

Wait for Feng Qing shallow past, long wind way, "Oh, what did you want to say just now?"

"It's OK." Changsheng walked away with his feet raised, leaving a long wind on his face...

Mingyou didn't know much about fengqingqian, "can't you get to Weiyang hall faster by taking the path?"

Feng Qing shallow answer, "you just had a meal, to move around."

"Oh." There's nothing wrong with the answer. Mingyou had to follow him honestly. Feng Qingqian, who is the emperor, is very good at spanking her buttocks. If you put it wrong, it is a slap on the buttocks with the palm of your hand. Moreover, Feng Qingqian practices martial arts with great strength. Her hand is no different from that of a board.

In the afternoon, Feng Qingqian has something to talk with Changsheng. Mingyou has to run around alone in the palace. Think of several days did not feed black ear, Mingyou decided to steal some good Chinese cabbage for the emperor, give black ear to enjoy.

Probing into the imperial dining room, before the meal point, the imperial dining room is not busy, so there are not many people. The little eunuch who does odd things only dares to say Sheng'an, and dare not ask her what to do.

Mingyou wandered for a long time, caught a cabbage, tender Wang Wang, tender yellow leaves, white dishes Bangzi. Cheerfully, "that's it." According to her experience, the cabbage must be very sweet.

Just as I was about to go out, I saw a big fish on the table at the door, with a long arm. The fish was writhing on the chopping board and kept moving its mouth. "What a big fish," he said She never seemed to have seen such a big fish.

Is the fish thirsty? Mingyou looks at it open mouth, move gill, guess way. He immediately put the cabbage on the table. He grabbed a spoon and scooped up a spoon of water from the water basin. He held it askew to the fish's mouth and poured water into the fish's mouth. After a long time's work, his sleeves were wet.

When the imperial chef came in, he saw a small figure who had just arrived at the table, with a small stool under his feet, and a spoon in his white hand pouring water into the fish's mouth.

The imperial chef is a little confused, "is this?"

Mingyou turned around and found that it was her. She immediately bowed down and said, "see your highness." Mingyou ignored her and went on to scoop water in the basin to feed the fish.

"Your Highness, you should be worried. Don't be hit by these knives, pots and pans." The imperial chef is frightened. What happened to the little girl.

"It's thirsty. I'll feed it water." Mingyou seems to have accomplished a great thing.

The imperial chef... Wants to scold his mother. The fish is too good, too strong to kill. He was thinking of picking it up and drying it up for half an hour, so that it could not move but could not die, so that he could kill it.

Never thought, this little ancestor, alive in this for half a day of water, fish no sign of drying up. "It's almost time to prepare dinner," said the chef

"What do you say?" Mingyou feeds water attentively, and doesn't care what the Royal chef says. The imperial chef shook his head, "no, your highness, go back and change your clothes, or you will be ill." Mingyou's clothes are half wet.

"Take it back to the water. It's so heavy that I can't hold it." Mingyou worried that she went back, how to do if the fish died of thirst?