My Queen Is Too Young

The meat of Fenglu fish is fresh but not fishy. Except for the spines of the fish, it is not bad to raise two or three hundred fish a year. It is only for the royal family to enjoy.

The honey chicken legs are all raised in the mountains. All year round, they drink the morning dew, drink the mountain spring and eat the roots of wild ginseng. Less than a hundred have been brought in in a year. Not to mention ordinary people, the whole world, you can often enjoy your majesty. Although nanxuan palace can be used, it can only be distributed occasionally.

When Mingyou went, the students of the national college had arrived in twos and threes. There were only a dozen students in the college. The older one is no more than 18, and the youngest is less than six years old.

She came late, so she was placed at the end, next to the window. Ruyi tidied up the brush, ink, paper and inkstone she used, and specially told her, "Your Highness, this Murong Taifu is famous for his stubborn temper. You can do nothing about it."

Mingyou nodded, "OK." Ruyi looks at her like this, and is not sure if she hears it. Feng Jiaoyue came and patted Ruyi's shoulder, "don't worry, I'm not covering her!"

Ruyi checks and forgets that there are four princesses who are also in the national college. She is more worried. The four princesses are even more unreliable. Will she quarrel with her highness and make the Academy fly like dogs.

Only respectfully perfunctory, "then there will be trouble, your highness."

Mingyou looked at her, afraid that she would rush over and pinch his face at the next moment, so she held her face and said, "I'm not a child any more."

"Six year old is also a little fart child ~" Feng Jiaoyue complacently said.

In class, Mingyou finds that Murong Taifu can't understand all those things. She just holds her head in a daze and sighs, "Alas, I don't understand why Feng Qiqi wants me to read."

When Murong Taifu arranged for others to come to the post, he came and saw Mingyou in a daze and coughed gently. Mingyou return to see her, immediately put on a pair of small innocent expression, "too Fu, I am still small, do not understand." The implication is that you don't care about me. You're busy with your work.

I didn't expect Tai Fu to understand and nodded, "well, those are really too profound for you." Mingyou eyes give out a glimmer of light, looking forward to his next words.

"So I will teach your highness some simple words for his highness to practice." Murong Taifu answered calmly.

"What?" Mingyou almost think that he heard wrong, Murong Taifu seems to see through her idea, but did not say much. And also very enthusiastic way, "Your Highness, don't worry, I have confidence to make up for your lack of knowledge."

Although Mingyou is young, but at this moment, she feels that there is a mouthful of old blood floating on her chest, and if you don't pay attention to it, it will come out. The little monster in the heart roared, "meow, how is it different from what I thought?"

Murong Taifu extremely patiently wrote a few simple words, stroke by stroke opened to her as an example, and handed it to her, "Your Highness, just watch these exercises. When I leave school, I will hand in twenty

"I, I can't write!" Mingyou whispered.

Murong picked up the pen and let her hold it. Mingyou deliberately grabbed it. Murong looks around his body, pulls a jade pendant from his waist, puts it into Mingyou's hand, and holds the pen for her, so as to adjust her posture of holding the pen.

"You'll take the pen like this when you practice calligraphy."