Transmigrate to be Queen

The third prince finally stabilized his mood and slowly raised his head. Ning Xiaoman just didn't see his red eyes,

"You see what I mean now, your highness, you can sing and say."

"People who stammer are the most difficult when they speak. However, if you sing and speak, it will be much simpler. You will also find that speaking is not a difficult thing. There are many stutterers who sing very well, because they can't stammer when singing, so they have the most confidence when singing."

Now, no matter what Ning Xiaoman says, the third prince Zheng Fusheng will think what she says is reasonable, because the third prince almost gave up his function of speaking, but the little girl let him see hope. In his big eyes with self-confidence, the third prince saw the same desire as himself.

He can realize that this little girl, like herself, is eager for her own success. He never thought that there would be such a day when such an insignificant person in his eyes could occupy such an important position in his own life. After all, not everyone can trust. She is one.

At this point, even if it is smooth and accessible, Ning Xiaoman's life is so regular every day. She still comes to the study early, lights up the charcoal basin, roasts the cushion and prepares tea. In the day after day, she has known many small habits of the third prince.

For example, in tea, he likes Oolong best. He likes rice better than pasta, but shredded meat noodles and marinated noodles are not included. For the dishes he eats, he likes soy sauce bones and soy sauce chops best. Coupled with some light soup, he will eat very satisfied. He likes to eat soft but not sandwich. He likes Anhui Zihao best with his pen, and his pen is clear and sharp.

"Why are you still uncomfortable? There are only two people in the room, you and the maidservant. You sing and say, and no one laughs at you."

Ning Xiaoman insists that the third prince should read and write while practicing calligraphy every day. Of course, reading here is actually singing. The third prince sings the tune of two tigers every day and practices his calligraphy.

"I'm not uncomfortable."

It's not awkward to say, but at the beginning of every day, he always lingers. Ning Xiaoman planned to teach him another nice song, but forget it. She can't play the tune now. The third prince can't learn the songs of the last life.

"Your Highness, you should get used to speaking as an integral part of your life. Let's change our strategy. Let's sing a book first and then write. Will you write this one today? Let's sing what you want to write first."

Ning Xiaoman moved the book to the third prince's eyes, and then pointed the white fingertip on the page,

"Come on, let's start."

Ning Xiaoman's fingers gently crossed the page, and the crisp voice came out of Ning Xiaoman's mouth.

The 13-year-old girl also brought some sharp childlike voices, which made the ears of the three princes itch. He looked at Ning Xiaoman standing beside him and sang very seriously. With a strange tone, she sang the historical records and the golden mean, which made the tip of the three princes' heart seem to be teased by feathers, and everyone was fresh.

The third prince suddenly clapped with his hand and hummed a tune of butterfly love flowers. The tune was very good. Ning Xiaoman was a little disturbed by it at first, but unconsciously, he sang a book with this tune. After reading two pages of books, Ning Xiaoman stopped and was very satisfied with the tune.

"The third prince, you can sing songs. That's even better. You can sing books with your own songs. This will be more comfortable. My short song is actually not suitable for singing books. The rhythm behind it is too fast. This one is just right. Try it yourself."

Ning Xiaoman pushed the book in front of the third prince with encouragement. The third prince thought he had disturbed her singing the book, and she would be angry. As a result, Ning Xiaoman was still thinking about himself. The third prince was very ashamed. Compared with the little girl's persistence, he was really angry

Today, I happened to practice the story of breaking the boat in the historical records. The third prince picked up his pen and sang,

"Xiang Yu has killed the crown prince of the state of Chu and is famous among the princes. Naiqian Dangyang and general Pu will cross the river for 20000 soldiers to save the giant deer. Zhan Shaoli and Chen Yufu call for troops. Xiang Yu learned that when he led troops across the river, all the ships sank, the kettle tiles were broken and the cottages were burned. Holding three rations, he showed that the soldiers would die, and none of them would return. So he left the king and met the Qin army. In the nine wars, he broke the corridor and broke it."

Although the melody is used to love butterflies and flowers, it is very impressive. Ning Xiaoman never knew that a young man could sing such a decisive momentum with a changing voice. Perhaps, in his heart, he has a world, so that he has the passion to take charge of rivers and mountains. A good man, he is ambitious at all times.

Looking at the words on the paper, it's even more magnificent. The three princes usually use regular script and official script. At this time, they even use cursive script. Although it's not wild grass, the momentum is still there. Ning Xiaoman just looks at the words on the paper and feels that the youth in front of him has the determination to break through the buss and sink the boat.