My Queen Is Too Young

At this time, the shop surrounded a dozen people, all dressed in blue and black cloth, followed by a man in a blue lake satin. The man was not in his twenties, and his face was very good. That was to say, there was always a sense of calculation and treachery in his eyes.

Mingyou takes a lazy look, holding the folding fan in his hand, and suddenly understands that this should be Minghe's son mingshuang who is not a good tool.

The person hired just now is not very popular. He has been hiding under the old counter and shivering.

Mingyou lip corner a hook, want to unfold the folding fan, which does not harm too much force, folding fan Shua, then fly to the ground.

"Mingyou failed to play Shuai, so she picked up the fan calmly, knocked it in the palm of his hand, and took a look at mingshuang." are you here to buy something? "

"Are you blind?" The boy behind him couldn't wait to scold, "you are such a broken stool and chair, can you let our childe step on it?"

Mingyou is not annoyed, and smiles, if March spring breeze, "say I am blind, are you blind, even I am blind can not see? If you don't come and buy something, you can get out. We won't accept it. "

Mingshuang felt that her outline was familiar, but she could not remember where she had seen it. Is there any man in the imperial city who looks so beautiful?

Although mingshuang is a man, she can't help but sigh that this sissy really has a very delicate face. If it's on a woman, it won't topple the city and make the world bright?

"Do you dare to rob the territory I like?" Mingshuang's arrogance and arrogance, with disdain in her eyes, seems to reach out and break her thin body.

"Oh, I have the title deed and title deed in my hand. I don't know when it became your thing?" Mingyou pretends not to know.

This words chokes bright frost facial expression to be blue, this with him to pretend to be stupid?

"Do you know who our childe is?" The boy behind him is still holding a stick.

"I don't know." Mingyou is still light.

"This is our young master of Ming Dynasty, the first son of the Prime Minister of Ming Dynasty. Are you afraid? The imperial city has not yet dared to offend our prime minister's office. "

Mingyou was surprised, nodded, playing with the fan in his hand, "so you are the childe of the prime minister's mansion? There is no one in the imperial city who knows all about it. Isn't Mr. Ming in the military camp? "

Then he knocked on his forehead with a fan, pretending to be enlightened. "I almost forget that the young master of Ming Dynasty went to join the army a few years ago, but before he arrived here, he escaped first. Now he is naturally in the imperial city."

With a smile of apology, "I hope you will excuse me, sir Ming. The news of our ordinary people is not so circulating." I'm sorry, but I don't mean to apologize. It's more like sarcasm.

Mingshuang could not stand this kind of ridicule. His face was blue and white. Although he was telling the truth, he did not dare to be said so in front of him.

"I think you're looking for death. I'll smash everything. I want to see who dares to move what I like." Mingshuang gave an order, followed by the boy will hit everywhere.

Mingyou looks like she's not smashing her things, even a little excited. Deliberately embellishment way, "Ming childe, although I say this is not good to hear, but really is the truth, you are indeed a deserter."

Mingshuang heard, almost fainted, pointing to her way, "even this sissy fight together, to the death."