Transmigrate to be Queen

"Your Highness, are you wearing it?"

Ning Xiaoman, who had caught up with the third prince, looked at the third prince with some worry. After the third prince looked over, she stretched out her hand and pointed to her knee. When she saw the third prince nodding, she was relieved.

The waiter who followed Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, was the waiter who brought Ning Xiaoman back two months ago. Ning Xiaoman was too nervous at that time and didn't dare to look up at him. Today, he found that he was only a boy of 16 or 7 years old, just more beautiful.

At this time, he is looking at himself with puzzled eyes. Ning Xiaoman has some hair in his heart. Does this person have any opinion about himself, or what he just did wrong? Otherwise, why did he look at himself with that creepy look.

When Xiao Lizi saw that Ning Xiaoman was a little nervous by himself, he turned his eyes. He also followed the third prince when he was a child. Naturally, he knew that the third prince was subject everywhere and formed the habit that the third prince generally didn't communicate with people, but this little maid in waiting was obviously different from those maidens. The third prince had a very different attitude towards her.

Fortunately, Zheng Qian kept up with the speed of several people. Ning Xiaoman approached Zheng Qian a little and asked in some confusion,

"Brother Qian, we live in the corner of the back palace. Now we are going to the Wenhua Hall of the former dynasty. It's a long distance. Shouldn't we prepare a sedan chair for your highness three?"

Knowing that Ning Xiaoman loves his master, Zheng Qian's heart is the same,

"It's not easy to ask the master to go to the front of the hall this time. No one cares whether the Master goes on foot or in a sedan chair. Since no one told the master to take a sedan chair, we can't make our own decisions."

In other words, even if he knows that he has been ignored, he can't find a way to make himself better. He has to be willing to suffer from the evil old society. Ning Xiaoman curses in his heart again,

"I'm afraid the master will go too far and can't stand it."

Zheng Qian is not worried about this. The master is not a spoiled master,

"The master is used to suffering. These steps are inappropriate."

Yes, but in their hearts, they couldn't help reporting grievances for the Lord.

Although the voices of the two people are small, the road is very quiet at the moment. Only the third prince and little chestnut are walking. Therefore, the third prince and little chestnut have heard the dialogue between the two people. Of course, the feelings of the two people are different. Little chestnut is also distressed, accounting for most of them, but the third prince is quite indifferent.

"Stop talking. Let's go quickly and don't delay the hour."

Little chestnut crossed half his body, followed the two people behind him, and hinted with his eyes that Ning Xiaoman was well aware this time. He immediately grabbed two steps and followed the other side of the third prince. He was in the wrong position and stood side by side with little chestnut.

When Zheng Bai also caught up, the three princes quickened their pace, and the four people followed closely. Even so, they walked for less than half an hour before they arrived at the Wenhua hall. They couldn't help coming late. It was a little early. Little chestnut arrived at the door of the hall first, and a notice came from inside,

"The third prince arrives -"

Little chestnut gave way to the door of the hall. Ning Xiaoman saw that there were many people sitting inside and followed the third prince into the door of the hall. When he crossed the threshold, Ning Xiaoman subconsciously held the third prince's arm. In ancient times, the threshold can be removed. Today, since he recruited ministers and princes, why set the threshold.

"Third prince, this way, please."

There was already an internal waiter leading the three princes to the banquet on one side. Ning Xiaoman saw that the banquets were all small cases. Each prince had a case, and the three princes naturally sat behind the third case.

However, before the third prince took his seat, he saluted in the first and second cases respectively. This should be the prince and the second prince. They were accompanied by a beautiful woman dressed very gorgeous. It should be the princess and the second prince. Ning Xiaoman secretly looked at the two princes. They were not old, both 18 or 9 years old.

"You're welcome, third brother. Take your seat quickly."

The third prince saluted again, and then returned to the back of his several cases. Several people came to salute him. According to their seats, Ning Xiaoman divided the four, five, six, seven and eight princes below.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, the hall suddenly became very quiet, and then I heard a sharp and clear message from the eunuch,

"The emperor arrived -"

Ning Xiaoman immediately saw that all the people in the hall knelt down. Even the prince was no exception. Naturally, she knelt down obediently, lowered her head, but tried to lift her eyelids so that her eyes could aim at the emperor. When she came here, she had to see what the emperor looked like. It was a worthwhile trip, but she couldn't see clearly from this angle.

"Aiqing, flat -"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to get up, Ning Xiaoman wants to take a quick glance in the direction of the emperor, but he is pulled by the third prince. Ning Xiaoman's attention immediately returns to the third prince.

He saw the third prince sitting on the prepared stool, leaning over and saying a few words to himself with his lips,

"It's really easy to use."

Seeing that the third prince rubbed his knees with his hands, Ning Xiaoman turned up the corners of his mouth and was very satisfied.