Transmigrate to be Queen

Qingkou opened Ning Xiaoman's hand and turned out of the house. After a while, he brought a pot of hot water in, made tea for Ning Xiaoman again, and then began to do other work. There was really no work, so he took out the embroidery bandage and embroidered flowers through needles and wires. Anyway, he didn't talk to Ning Xiaoman.

Ning Xiaoman knows Qingkou best. Of all things, the most annoying thing she hates is embroidery. Now, in order not to talk to herself, she can embroider patterns with an embroidered bandage. It can be seen that her opinion is big. Ning Xiaoman can't help but reflect on her attitude. She really regrets it.

She sat on the bed and looked at the green button with her head half hung and embroidered needle by needle. She knew that the green button was not embroidered well, just like she was in a mess in her embroidery work, but her embroidery work was much better than the green button, at least she could see it.

Qingkou is like sewing on Xiaoman's heart. Yes, what people fear most is sadness. When she worries about you, loves you, and even wants to kill you, you despise her care. Who would do the same.

Ning Xiaoman felt more uncomfortable when she thought about it. A person who once didn't know himself at all just because of the master's entrustment, after meeting him, she confided in herself and did everything she could do for herself, whether it was taking care of her own life or teaching her own medical knowledge, medicine and acupuncture.

With such a frank mind, why did she trample on it so easily? Ning Xiaoman half knelt by the bed, watched Qingkou thread and thread, and then shed tears bit by bit. Qingkou couldn't embroider any more. With her sensitivity of five senses, she naturally knew that Ning Xiaoman was staring at herself.

But what she didn't expect was that Xiaoman cried. Qingkou sighed a long sigh, put down the embroidered bandage in his hand, took a silk handkerchief, sat down next to Xiaoman, stained the tears on her face bit by bit, and Ning Xiaoman wiped it foolishly.

"Xiaoman, your master asked me to take care of you. He said you were his apprentice and the person he cared about very much. He also said that you were the third prince's person and would go to the palace in the future, but I took care of you not because of your future status, but because of your master's entrustment."

"I've known your master for 20 years, but we don't spend much time together..."

Ning Xiaoman blinked, and the whole person was stunned. He stretched out his hand and stopped Qingkou's words,

"Wait, master, wait first. What did you say just now?"

"What? What did I say? I said I didn't spend much time with your master."

Ning Xiaoman shook his hand and said,

"It's not this sentence, it's not this sentence, it's the last sentence."

"Last sentence?"

Qingkou thought he didn't say anything important in the last sentence,

"I said I've known your master for 20 years."

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it. Master, how old are you this year?"

Ning Xiaoman looked at Qingkou's face and couldn't believe it. It was clearly a young and beautiful girl. How could she be about the same age as her old martial arts master.

"I'm only two years younger than Master Wu. Why, I'm scared by my face. It's made up. Of course it's not my real age."

Although Qingkou said it calmly, he had an indelible pride in his eyes. In the end, he was still young. Otherwise, how could he be so young and beautiful with only makeup.

"Master, you didn't lie to me. You're about the same age as Master Wu. Alas, I'll believe it if you say you're his daughter. What elixir have you eaten and can keep such a look? Master, you have to teach me. I want to learn, I must learn."

Qingkou was so angry that he hit Ning Xiaoman's hand board,

"To get down to business with you, you say these things."

"This is my business, master. A woman's face is the most important thing for a woman. You must teach me."

Ning Xiaoman bothers Ning Xiaoman and has no choice. Qingkou has to promise this first. Ning Xiaoman doesn't continue to pester,

"Go on, master."

Qingkou glared at her. She couldn't help it. She really had no way to take this little apprentice. She didn't want to talk to her at first. In the end, she was softened by a few drops of her tears,

"Because of my friendship with Master Wu, I took the task of taking care of you."

"But after we got in touch, I also liked your child. Otherwise, I couldn't teach you my unique skills. I really take you as my child, but you don't take your own body seriously at all, which makes me feel embarrassed."

"Master, I'm wrong. I really know my mistake this time. I don't dare to do it again."

Qingkou sighed long,

"It doesn't matter what you did wrong this time, because it's over. What I want is your future."

"Xiaoman, you should know how noble your identity is. Even if you are just a young lady of the Marquis, you are much more noble than the young lady of ordinary people, but you may be more noble in the future. Therefore, you have to take care of your own body. In the cannibal palace, you are not only fighting for your brain, but also for your physical strength. If your body is too weak, you have lost first."

"Xiaoman, your Master Wu is very busy outside now. There are more things in our house for the third prince. Let him save snacks and don't worry too much, will you?"

"Did the master go out in person?"

"For your grinding apprentice, can't he get out of the horse?"