Transmigrate to be Queen

Because he was worried that he would be implicated, the third prince gave an order, but Zheng Bai was not soft at all and directly carried the people down. Of course, no one knew better than him where to interrogate people in the third prince's yard. He decided to interrogate himself and must find out some truth.

"Floating Sheng -"

Zheng Fusheng's voice startled Ning Xiaoman. At this time, he saw that Zheng Bai was not at all kind-hearted and went out with the little girl's collar. Ning Xiaoman was really afraid that the little girl would be strangled by her collar before she came to the place for interrogation.

As soon as Ning Xiaoman heard this, Zheng Fusheng knew what she meant. Man er's heart softened. He sighed and held man er's hand,

"Man'er, this is not the people's compound, this is the Royal harem."

"If we don't pay attention, we may be crushed to death by an invisible big hand. Therefore, we have to be careful everywhere. You can't just look at their pity. Those who cry weakly and have black hands at the same time, but there are a lot of people, and we have to guard against them."

Holding Man'er's hand, he took the man into the house, and Qingkou followed him into the house,

"Xiaoman, you can't be soft hearted. If the girl doesn't mean it, just return it. What if she means it? What if she's arranged by someone? We can't hurt others, but we must be on guard."

Qingkou went into the study, found a cloth towel, wet it, and wiped Ning Xiaoman's face,

"Xiaoman, you can't just be soft hearted. We want to do big things. Those who do big things don't stick to small details. It's better to say..."

Qingkou leaned close to Ning Xiaoman's ear and lowered his voice,

"It's better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let go of one. One general's success has withered thousands of bones. This is something that has existed since ancient times. What's more, what we ask is not just one general."

Ning Xiaoman instantly feels that she is sober. Yes, her benevolence of women and people is likely to kill the people in front of her, or even more. Is she saving people or killing people? Just thinking of that little girl, it seems that she is her age, Ning Xiaoman is still a little unbearable.

"Come on, Qingkou, don't scare Man'er. Maybe the girl is nothing. Go back to the backyard and get Man'er a replacement dress."

Since the third prince spoke, Qingkou naturally took the order, but Zheng Qian didn't dare to leave the door of the study again. In case of any accident, only the master and the princess would be left.

Although he knew that both of them had Kung Fu, he really didn't know how their Kung Fu was. Master Wu didn't allow the third prince to show his kung fu. Naturally, the third prince kept it a secret, especially the third princess. He hadn't seen her for more than half a year. Naturally, he didn't know how she practiced now.

However, even though the two of them are superb in martial arts, they should be the first to attack the enemy. Do you want the master to meet the enemy himself? Therefore, everything is centered on the master. Zheng Qian's interrogation of Zheng Bai is second, and protecting people is the most important.

As for other things, let's talk about it. After all, the monk can't run away from the temple. Even if he runs once or twice, he can't run three or four times. If someone has something to do, he will finish his work at that time. Therefore, Zheng Qian knows which is more important for such things.

"Man'er, I know you're worried about me, but you must never do such a stupid thing next time, you know? What if it burns your face?"

Zheng Fusheng took Man'er and sat in his arms. He stretched out his hand and stroked her charred lock of hair twice. He was more and more afraid in his heart.

"Don't worry, Fusheng. I saw that it just burned a piece of my chest. The fire wasn't very big. As long as the fire was squeezed, it wouldn't burn more vigorously. Therefore, I would do that. I know I won't get hurt. Therefore, don't worry about me. I'm not stupid. Do I really use my face as firewood?"

Ning Xiaoman just said a joke, but it caught Zheng Fusheng's heart. It was like being pickled in a pickle jar. It was not a taste around. He really didn't think that Ning Xiaoman could ignore anything for himself. Even if it was subconscious, the first reaction should be to avoid it.

But Man'er's first reaction was to jump up, faster than his own party's reaction. This time difference, if she could see that only a small piece was burning on her chest, the fire was not big, etc., it was purely a lie. Man'er's jump up was definitely an instinctive reaction.

Zheng Fusheng's heart was burning at the thought that Man'er was desperate for himself, but he was afraid of such a thing happening again. He would rather hurt himself than let Man'er be hurt again,

"Man'er, I can protect myself. I don't need you to protect me. It will make me uneasy."

"Will you protect me?"

Man'er asked back. Zheng Fusheng naturally nodded his head without hesitation,

"Of course, of course I will protect you. Are you my wife?"

"Then I will protect you, too, because you are my lover."

Next time this happens, if I'm here, I'll be desperate.