My Queen Is Too Young

"Very good, Murong Taifu said that my handwriting is very good." Mingyou very "truthfully" said Murong Taifu's praise. Feng Qing shallow eyes move, clip a chopsticks meat to her mouth, "Oh, is it?" When Mingyou says that Murong Taifu praises her beautiful words, Feng Qingqian knows Murong's meaning.

Mingyou Xu doesn't know that Murong Taifu's words are the best in the world. He dares to be the first and no one dares to call the second. As far as he knows, Murong has not seriously praised whose words are good. This is to tell him the situation of Mingyou on purpose, and also to give the little queen a face.

Looking at Feng Qing shallow strange smile, Mingyou feel strange, but can not say. Praise her Feng Qingqian as if not so excited and happy.

After practicing for five or six days, Murong Taifu finally changed her mind to read, just reciting some three character scriptures. But half a day in the morning, Ming you Leng is not back what.

Murong Taifu's ruler is wobbly. Mingyou is careful. His liver can't help shaking for a moment. He is afraid that the ruler will fall on his small hand in the next moment.

Frown, open innocent eyes, "Murong Tai Fu, you hit the Queen's palm Oh!"

Murong Tai Fu glanced, "Your Highness, I know that the whole world knows things, I am not so ignorant." Murong pretended not to know what she meant. This little girl is so old, but she is very smart. She knows how to use her identity to oppress people.

Mingyou saw that he didn't sell the Queen's face, and then he said, "Tai Fu, but I'm still young, and if my hand is broken, how can I go out to meet people?"

Murong Taifu, "Your Highness, don't worry. My strength is very good. After all, I've beaten so many people. It will only hurt but not swell." Mingyou can't help it. This Murong Taifu doesn't eat hard and soft, so he has to bite his teeth and take the ruler of Murong Taifu.

"Pa", the sound of the ruler falls down, and Mingyou's palm turns red. Mingyou opens a gap and takes a look at it. Seeing that the ruler is raised again, it is immediately closed again. It is a heroic momentum to die.

Murong looked at her coquettish and arrogant appearance, clearly afraid to die, but he was silent. Although the strength of the ruler has been lowered a lot, Murong's ruler can't fall down.

After waiting for a long time, Mingyou is more and more afraid. It's like a condemned man on the guillotine. He knows the knife is going to fall, but he doesn't know when.

Opening his eyes, Murong Taifu has already taken the ruler in the past, "when I can't recite in school, I'll stay and carry it out." Mingyou had a sigh of relief, can hear his words, small face drooped down, that is not as good as a one-time hand board heart beat her back.

Today, four or five of the endorsements were not good at reciting. Tongyi was beaten five times and remained in school. Mingyou holds the book in his hand, but the whole person's mind is not on it. Seeing Ruyi talking with the boy in the courtyard in the distance outside the window, he went back in a moment.

Mingyou suddenly feels more hopeless. Looking at this, she is expected to be locked up until tomorrow...

for about half an hour, Mingyou has begun to doze off without reciting the book. In her shallow sleep, she seemed to hear someone talking. Her voice was very familiar, like the spring flowing through the mountains, and the unbridled spring breeze in the open spring.