Transmigrate to be Queen

When Qingkou pulled out the silver needle for Xiaoman, Ning Xiaoman almost shook into a mass of leaves blown down by the autumn wind. The third prince Zheng Fusheng held Ning Xiaoman tightly and was in tears. The pain was the kind of pain that dug out the living heart. Zheng Fusheng didn't know what to do with his heart.

"Don't cry, I'm fine."

There were only six words, but Ning Xiaoman said it was extremely difficult, not only because after pulling out the needle, the power of aphrodisiac invaded her again, but also because her tongue was swollen.

I feel that my tongue hurts as if it is about to be disconnected, but it seems that two layers of thick meat are stuck on it. My speech is blurred. Ning Xiaoman really hurts so much that tears are about to come out if he wants people to hear these words clearly.

When Qingkou covered Xiaoman's mouth, he already knew that her tongue was hurt, but he didn't know the severity of the injury. When he heard her speak, he remembered the injury of her tongue, stretched out his hand and gently pinched Xiaoman's mouth. The bitten wound was so shocking in front of Qingkou and the third prince.

Her tongue was almost half bitten by her, and the meat turned on both sides. If she tried harder, she was afraid she would break her tongue. After such a long time, the wound was still bleeding out. It can be seen how much the injury was. On the right sleeve of Ning Xiaoman's big red wedding dress, there were dark red spots.

That's the blood that Ning Xiaoman spits out. How much blood does it take to dye the red wedding dress? Qingkou's heart is like a knife. He has a murderous heart, but he tries to bear the pain in his heart,

"Wooden bell, go and prepare water for the princess and wash her so that she can have an early rest."

It's nice to say, but Qingkou knows that Ning Xiaoman can't stand the power of the aphrodisiac anymore. Because he is suppressed by the silver needle, the current rebound makes the power more rapid. Now, only his Highness the third prince is the antidote, but Ning Xiaoman is very easy to get hurt at this time. Qingkou is in a dilemma.

"Don't worry, Qingkou. Your highness will take good care of her."

Zheng Fusheng is not an ignorant teenager who doesn't know anything. Naturally, he knows that Ning Xiaoman's body should be very bad now, and he should take good care of her. He wiped a handful of tears and promised Qingkou.

Qingkou nodded. In this situation, she can only trust her Highness the third prince. Except for being anxious, she can't help much,

"I gave you Xiaoman. Your highness, you must be careful and be careful again."

Qingkou couldn't help asking and asking,

"Xiaoman's body has been hurt for a long time. This time, it will be raised for a long time..."

"You take her to take a bath first. Hurry up. Don't make her too uncomfortable. I'll boil some herbs. It's better to help her solve the medicine and calculate the medicine than to stay in her body. I'll bring the medicine when I've cooked it. At that time, I may disturb your highness."

Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, understood that the medicine in Man'er's body could not be digested by herself in the same bed with her. How strong the medicine was, Zheng Fusheng's anger was about to burst out, but who was he going to vent to? The tears that had just stopped flowed down again.

"I see. Bring in the medicine after you've cooked it. I'll feed Xiaoman."

Zheng Fusheng knows that Xiaoman hates to be seen by others for her privacy, but in order to save his life, he can't care so much. It's a big deal. He should protect her more.