My Queen Is Too Young

After hearing the corporal punishment, the old man's face was red, and his head bowed vigorously. My highness, it's very kind of you to be frank Feng Qingqian swept Changsheng's face and saw his head lowered to look at the floor. He looked like he didn't listen to the etiquette. He knew he wanted to be crooked.

But it's good to replace corporal punishment with corporal punishment of love? Not only let the little thing long memory, but also feed him!

"I will accompany you." Feng Qingqian wants to put her under his own eyes to be at ease.

After seeing the folding of his full table, Mingyou gently shook his head, "forget it, I'll go by myself."

Wait for her to go out, Feng Qing shallow just way, "look for someone to follow her."

"Yes." Changfeng went to work, Changsheng had to find two unusual brothers to protect her.

Mingyou led a jujube red horse out of the palace, all the way out of the palace, two bodyguards anxious, just out of the palace, found that people have long disappeared. They looked at each other, "eh!"

It would have been nice if they had known that the empress was riding a horse. Now they have two legs and can't catch up with four legs. They went to the Ming general's office in a hurry.

Mingyou supports Qinghua. Qinghua has been lingering in the sickbed for too long, and walking on the ground is a little empty. Qinghua sat under the tree, looked at the cloudless, sighed, "I haven't seen such a good sun for many days."

"That's when you lie down every day and don't come out often. That's why you don't see the sun for a long time." Mingyou brought white water to her to drink, "later often come out to walk, bask in the sun more or less."

Qinghua nodded. "Recently, I feel better, but I want to walk around more. I've been ill all the time this year. Taking advantage of the fine weather these two days, I want to go to Baohua temple to burn incense and pay back my last year's wish. "

Mingyou nodded, "well, it's better to go today." Not long ago, doctor Xu quietly told her that Qinghua's body can last for at least one and a half years, which means it has reached the limit.

Qinghua in Mingyou's impression seems rarely to do anything of her own, all of which are guarding her and the general's office. It's rare that she has an initiative to do what she wants to do. She volunteered and hoped to achieve her wish.

He ordered people to set up a carriage, prepared some silver tickets and trivial silver, and then went out. The two bodyguards asked for horses from the house and followed them from afar.

In the rickety carriage, Mingyou listens to Qinghua talking with her.

"Qinghua, what are your wishes every year?" Mingyou is very curious, what wish can let her not believe in ghosts and gods so persistent?

Qinghua didn't want to tell her, so she said with a smile, "silly girl, the wish will not work."

Curling her mouth, Mingyou know that she is changing the topic, do not want to tell yourself. So he quietly made an idea, and so on will hide to eavesdrop.

Baohua temple is not far away from the Imperial City, but the incense is still at its peak. There are not many people who go to Baohua Temple today.

Qinghua holds the incense and kowtows three heads in front of the Buddha statue. She puts the incense in the censer. Mingyou doesn't hear her murmuring. The voice is too low, I'm afraid she doesn't know what she's talking about.

Put the fragrant oil money into the merit box, and Mingyou wanders around the temple hall. According to the past custom, Qinghua used to write the paper on the rune beside the table and put it in the sachet. Then he took it out and prepared to hang it on the tree.

The abbot seemed to recognize her and came to greet her from afar, "benefactor, here we are again."

"Well." Qinghua coughed, nodded with a smile, and the host didn't say much. He watched her carefully hang the sachet on the branch and made a wish with her hands together.