My Queen Is Too Young

The weak and boneless hand was sliding on his back, with warm spring water. Feng Qingqian enjoyed it but repressed it. When Mingyou put down her guard, Feng Qingqian turned around and circled her around the hot spring pool, bending down as if to kiss it.

Mingyou a nervous, waiting for him to kiss down, who ever thought Feng Qingqian just teased her for a while, forbear to smile and say, "hope I kiss?"

"You old son of a bitch, dare you tease me?" Mingyou beat him a little fist, his face turned red, and his neck turned pink. Get angry and get ready to wade. Feng Qing shallow suddenly pulled her arm, Mingyou then returned to his arms.

Chuckle, "I'll help you!" Bending down and holding her lips, gently pry, savor sweetness

Mingyou whined, and wanted to stretch out his hand to pat him out of anger, but somehow, he just teased his mind, and unconsciously put his hands around his neck.

Feng Qingqian's hand swam on the tender soft, and the temperature in the hot spring pool rose

Mingyou dizzy back to Weiyang hall, is Feng Qingqian will wrap her in the robe to take back, and so on she wakes up the next day. When she got up and saw that the wind and snow had stopped, she immediately got up and said, "why don't you call me?"

Ruyi heard the news, then she came in and said, "Your Highness is up. Today, it's much earlier than usual. Your majesty has never allowed your highness to get up. How dare the maids? "

Mingyou washes and washes in a hurry. She doesn't even care about breakfast. She changes her clothes and goes out. When Han Huan ran over, Mingyou was gone. He sighed with disappointment, "he said that he would go out to eat some delicious food with your highness, but his highness is running fast."

Ruyi smile, "one two, are attracted by your highness greedy, careful like the cold moon, eat into a ball, go out no one believe is a wolf."

"That's not your Highness's nose. You can find something delicious every time."

Mingyou out of the palace, went straight to the general's house, now there are not many old people left in the general's house. There were few people coming and going. So the door is always closed. Mingyou looks at the bold and unrestrained calligraphy on the plaque. The Red Gate of the general's office of the Ming Dynasty is already old, and the winter snow on the steps has not yet melted, and it is a bit cold and desolate.

Can't help but a burst of heartache, also do not know his father if in the sky to see, can vaguely sigh with emotion.

At that time, the general's office of the Ming Dynasty was more famous than the imperial palace. There were so many people coming and going, and the land price around was hard to buy. Nowadays, most of the people around have moved away for fear of bad luck and bad luck, and there are fewer people passing by.

He took a deep breath and held back his tears. He buttoned the door for a long time before he heard that there was humanity. "Here you are. Don't knock. Now, this year, there are still people knocking at the door? "

It was the old housekeeper who opened the door, leaning on crutches, covered with silver, with wrinkles on his face, and looking up.

The crutch moved for a while, and the old man said, "Miss?" The words were full of unbelievable, and then tears of excitement came out.

"Yes, housekeeper, why did you open the door?"

The old housekeeper leaned over and immediately said, "come in, young lady. Come in and talk."

Mingyou came in, the old housekeeper tearfully, followed her side, "Miss dressed as a childe, the old slave almost can't recognize."

Leading her in all the way, the old housekeeper wiped her tears. "Miss is back, OK. Everyone is looking forward to it. Why didn't miss say hello when she came back this year? "