My Queen Is Too Young

A few people here have a good time eating in the Xingyue tower. At this time, in the ancestral hall of the prime minister's mansion of Ming Dynasty, mingshuang sits on the mat and looks at the faint candle, and is filled with hatred.

My stomach is very hungry. I don't say it. This night, the cold dew is heavy, and I feel shivering. Mingshuang moved his numb legs and thought about how to clean up the sissy. Up to now, he did not make it clear that his father still listened to the respect of that sissy, but in the South you Dynasty, there was no such person with a head and a face.

Taking advantage of the good moonlight, Minghe did not come back. The Li family of Ming Dynasty took some food and prepared to send it to mingshuang's ancestral hall. However, the guard at the door did not open the door.

"Open your dog's eyes and see clearly, who am I? The master is the master of the house. Can't I be a real wife? "

"I dare not."

"Dare not open the door yet?" In the Ming Dynasty, Li's voice was deep. If it were not for the master's people, she would have taken their heads off one by one with the arrogant attitude of these dog slaves.

"The prime minister said that in his reflection, the eldest son is not allowed to visit or give any food. Please forgive me." The bodyguard bowed his head and refused to let the Li family of Ming go in.

"I think you are going to rebel. If you are cold and hungry, what's wrong with your body, can you afford it?"

The bodyguard whispered, pondered and relaxed, "excuse me, madam. Please leave your clothes and food, and we will send them to you later." The guards are also afraid that mingshuang will have an accident. This Ming mansion is such a childe. If there is one, in case their whole family's heads will be compensated.

After listening to them say so, Ming Li's family retreated one step and said, "wait for me and frost to say a few words."

The guard of the ancestral hall retreated and said, "madam, please, please hurry up."

Ming Li put things at the gate of the courtyard, walked in quickly, patted the door of the ancestral hall, and said anxiously, "frost son, are you ok?"

When mingshuang heard the news, she got up and talked to Ming Li through the door, "Niang, when will my father let me go out?"

"You stay at ease. My mother will try to get you out. I've brought the coat and the food to the guards. They'll bring it to you later In the Ming Dynasty, Li was so anxious that she wanted to rush in and release her precious son.

Mingshuang can't vent her resentment, so she has to urge again and again, "Niang, this broken place is extremely cold. You should think of a way quickly, or I'll kick it out myself."

"This child, don't irritate your father any more. Stay well!" Ming Li knew that his son was arrogant and domineering. He could really do such a thing, so he said, "at most tomorrow, my mother must have a way to let you out."

The bodyguard looked at the time almost, and did not dare to let her stay for a long time, so he came to urge her, "don't worry, madam. We will send things in. You can go now. It's getting late. When the prime minister comes back, we can't do business with each other. "

Ming Li Shi had to turn back and go, "frost son, you take care of yourself."

The bodyguard waited for the Ming Li family to leave and brought the things in. He said, "eldest master, this is brought to you by the eldest lady. Our brotherhood will take away the food box tomorrow morning. Please use it slowly."

Mingshuang sits on the mat sideways, opens the food box, picks up a chopstick dish entrance, spits out for a moment, frowns, "this dish is worse than pig food, how to eat it when it's cold?"