My Queen Is Too Young

Mrs. Ming Li put things down, not very willing to nod, "listen to you is."

When I went back tomorrow morning, I was complaining about Mingyu all the way, "Mingyu is all because of you. How many good things have we missed. How many good things your Majesty gave us? We didn't have any. The aunt gave a string of pearls to each one

Mingyu looked down at her pink dress without saying a word. Tomorrow morning, she thought she was boring. The carriage stopped. She got off the carriage and went into the house.

When Mrs. Ming got out of the carriage, Mingyu had just got off, and said, "Mingyu, do you still like the string of pearls that aunt gave you?"

Mingyu nodded, "it's beautiful. It's better than what I bought before. Thank you."

Seeing that she was as stupid and ignorant as ever, Mrs. Ming felt relieved. She nodded and said with a smile, "you like it. You are also the daughter of Ming family. Naturally, I will miss you if you have any good things."

Mingyu nodded and went in with her.

Tomorrow morning, I went back to my yard and told my aunt about the palace. She grabbed the silk handkerchief and complained, "I'll tell you not to follow this silly girl and be fooled by the eldest lady again and again. If you follow the bright moon all the time, you will get back a lot of good things. "

Thinking of the pile of gold and jade treasures have been put into Madame Ming's pocket, the fourth aunt sighed, "it's better to be a imperial concubine. There are all kinds of new treasures. You can also help me. In a few years, I'll blow the pillow with your father and let you be a lady and a beauty for your majesty. "

I'm just a lady. I want to be a imperial concubine, just like her

In Changle palace, Mingyou grabs the sleeve of Fengqing light dragon pattern cloud robe, and some of her breath is raw. "Have you given all my treasures to Madame Ming?"

"What I give them is nothing but ordinary things. This pile is not as good as this one you have." Feng Qing shallow looking at her mouth pout can hang oil pot, comfort way.

Mingyou kowtowed the melon seeds, doubted, "really? It's a dog to cheat me. We pull hook He reached out and wiped the saliva on his sleeve.

Feng Qingqian wants to refuse. Is he such a naive man? What's the standard of this? Others can't laugh at it?

But the hand involuntarily extends to clasp her hand, touches that soft glutinous small finger, the eye half squints. Um... A sigh of satisfaction from my heart. The soft and warm hand feels very good. Damn it.

Mingyou will throw away the melon seed skin, looking at the melon seed skin on the ground, surprised, "ah, the ground is dirty, someone has to clean it."

"I'll send someone to sweep it." Before xiaoshunzi turned around, Mingyou immediately said, "but I think the maid sweeping is not clean. The Changle palace is the residence of the emperor, so it must be clean and bright. "

"Xiaoshunzi panicked," Your Highness, are these slaves who are not serious about cleaning? "

Mingyou glared at him, pig like friends, clear his small throat, very serious way, "but I think Ming Fei swept better."

Xiao shunzi couldn't laugh bitterly. He let go of so many bends. It turns out that his highness wanted to torture the princess Ming in a different way. Suddenly, I think of Mrs. Ming's proud show off this morning.

Well, my highness really has a grudge!

Feng Qing shallow eyes have deep meaning, but did not pierce, but very agree with the nod, "really, on the arrangement."

"Yes, your majesty." Xiao shunzi went down to arrange.