My Queen Is Too Young

There were crowds of onlookers, three stories inside and three outside, but no one dared to approach. At this time, the broken legs of the table and benches were flying out.

However, the ferocious boy was kicked over by a black figure before he rushed over. Changsheng was dressed in black and stood with a long sword in his arms.

The little star in Mingyou's eyes is rubbing against the outside, "Wow, Changsheng, you are so handsome!" It seems that he is a great Xia with the highest martial arts skills in the world. He comes down from the sky and punishes the evil and praises the good.

Feng Qingqian hears that sweet little voice and praises another man without reservation. Just listening to the voice, Feng Qingqian can think of her eyes like stars all over the sky. It must be shining.

Indifferent eyes appear behind Mingyou, can freeze the voice of the dead, "who is handsome?" As if I didn't hear you clearly. Mingyou turns his head to look, see his face that the black cloud presses over, careful liver son trembles, this goods ear how so good? Can you hear that?

However, before Mingyou can reply, mingshuang opens her mouth in horror, "my majesty?"

Feng Qing shallow cold swept him one eye, that chilly eyes, startled mingshuang legs and feet, a cold to the bones of fear.

, I don't know if this world has become your home. What do you think the family has the final say?

"Yes, your majesty, minister, I dare not. Just now it was nonsense to frighten the little brother." Mingshuang knows that he has made a big accident, so he can kneel down to the tunnel.

Mingyou pretended to be melancholy and said, "master Ming's carelessness has broken the antique treasures in my shop all over the place. The price of this threat is too high."

Mingshuang looked at Feng Qing with a guilty heart, and immediately said, "I'll compensate. All the broken things are on my head."

"Come and see." Mingyou is waiting for him to say this, and his eyes are full of joy. Changfeng comes in with an abacus from the backyard. Ruyi comes with a pen and paper.

Crackling, a crisp abacus rolling sound, Changfeng raised his eyes and said with a smile, "the young master of Ming Dynasty is not much, you just owe fifty thousand Liang."

"They're worth fifty thousand taels. That's blackmail?"

Shaking his hands, he picked up the pieces of wood on the ground, and it was difficult to tell which part of the table, chair and stool was. But Mingyou is carrying a piece of wood, grieved, as if lost their relatives, "my five hundred year nanmu table, thousand year antique chair, so gone." "Changfeng can't help but be surprised when she hears her words. Can't he tell a lie with his eyes open? Is this broken chair antique?

"Forget it, your majesty, since you don't want to pay for it, I don't want to force it. After all, the Ming family has a big business. If the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty knows how to find trouble with my shop in the future?"

The aggrieved strength, desolate loneliness, and the long wind are about to be moved.

Mingshuang quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He was wise enough to ask for money from the Ming government. Didn't he want to die?

But before mingshuang relaxed for a moment, Mingyou looked at Feng Qingqian and said, "it's better to use one arm of master ming to pay off the debt."

Then Mingyou said, "use your left arm. Anyway, the young master Ming is in the mansion to stretch out his hand to eat and open his mouth. It doesn't matter if he is short of an arm or a leg. This right hand occasionally, the young master of Ming Dynasty can take a sword to frighten people and play with authority. "

"You..." mingshuang would like to kill this sissy, just glancing at Feng Qingqian's eyes, and kneeling down honestly.