Transmigrate to be Queen

Whenever Man'er washes her hands, cleans her face and changes her clothes and shoes, she feels that she has been greatly wronged. She has been doing what the next talents should do. However, Man'er doesn't think there is anything wrong. Zheng Fusheng doesn't dare to say it, for fear of hurting Man'er's self-esteem.

"You worry too much. I remember the things taught by mother Huang and mother Lao firmly. If I really go outside, I won't be timid. I'm born to be the princess's life. How can I lose those rules? I just don't want to put those unnecessary scores in my yard."

Ning Xiaoman was very warm when she saw that the two people were worried about themselves, but she didn't want them to worry too much, so she half raised one hand to facilitate Qingkou to undress herself. With Qingkou's waiting, Ning Xiaoman showed her style as a princess. She was really like a model.

"Wait on the palace and go to bed."

Ning Xiaoman changed his clothes, cleaned his hands and face with warm water, then put his middle fingertip on the back of Qingkou's hand and commanded in a tender voice.

"Yes, princess, I'll wait on you now."

Qingkou goes to the bed with Ning Xiaoman, holds the person to sit down, squats down and takes off her shoes for Xiaoman, then holds her ankles and sends Xiaoman to the bed.

After Ning Xiaoman lay down, he took his head with one hand and made a curvaceous posture on his side,

"How did the palace perform?"

Before Qingkou spoke, Zheng Fusheng came together and kissed Ning Xiaoman on his small face.

"You little goblin, don't tempt your highness."

Zheng Fusheng's soft words frightened Ning Xiaoman into the bed. Zheng Fusheng laughed and went to the outer study, rolled up two clothes and hurried out.

Now there are no other palace maids waiting in the study. Xiaoman also goes to bed and lies down. Qingkou quickly sharpens ink for his Highness the third prince. She temporarily acts as a palace maiden for the third prince. Fortunately, she often sharpens ink for Xiaoman. This job is really familiar.

"Why do you keep this dress? Let Zheng Qian burn it."

Zheng Fusheng, who had just written two words, suddenly saw the two burned clothes. He was suddenly agitated and quickly motioned Qingkou to throw the clothes out.

Qingkou grabbed the clothes thrown at the corner of the table and was about to go out, but he collided with Zheng Bai,

"What's the matter? It's so hot, rob..."

Suddenly, if there was a bloody smell, Qing clasped his mouth.

She immediately glanced at Zheng Bai. Sure enough, she saw a few light blood stains. Although there were few, she could see it at a glance with Qingkou's experience in wandering the Jianghu for so many years. She immediately felt that things were unusual.

"Zheng Qian, take your clothes and burn them."

Throw the clothes to Zheng Qian, and Qingkou hurried back to the house. She knew that she shouldn't listen to some words, but she couldn't help but want to know whether the little maid in waiting was an informant sent in by others.

"Are you sure? Can't a mad dog bite?"

Unfortunately, it was only such a wrong Kung Fu. When she returned to the house, Zheng Qian had finished explaining. It seems that he just explained his personal name, otherwise he couldn't be so fast.

His Highness the three princes of the hundred dynasties of Zheng threw a fist,

"Yes, master, she is..."

Zheng Bai glanced at Qingkou from the corner of his eye, and Qingkou was cold.

"Qingkou is not an outsider. Just say it."

With the order of the master, Zheng Bai has nothing to hide

"It's really the person sent by imperial concubine Yang Xian, but she hasn't had a chance to do anything for a short time."

"What does she want to do?"

In Zheng Fusheng's tone, there was no smoke and fire. It seemed that the girl was dead,

"Back to the master, I just want to find out some of your situation. Fortunately, we deal with it properly."

"Just like today, when you suddenly spoke, she was very frightened. Although she looked honest, we were also very careful. She didn't even know that you could speak, let alone inquire about anything else. As for this incident, it was really an accident."

"When she was stirring the fire, because the two carbons burned and stuck together, she wanted to open the carbon fire. As a result, she didn't make good fire pliers. She exerted too much force. The carbon fire was separated, but one was pouted by momentum. She came directly at you. She burned your clothes and exposed herself."

Zheng Bai, who said this, had no pity and pity in his tone. Since he had made the master's idea, he must be prepared to bear the consequences. As for the black hand behind the scenes, Zheng Bai knew that the third prince would never let go.

"Imperial concubine Yang Xian?"

Ning Xiaoman, who was lying on the inner bed, also heard the conversation between Zheng Bai and Zheng Fusheng. He muttered the name in his mouth and suddenly woke up. Isn't this imperial concubine Yang Xian the biological mother of the second prince? I didn't expect her to be behind the scenes.

"Fu Sheng, how is the second prince now?"

Ning Xiaoman suddenly asked, but he heard Zheng Fusheng return with a smile,

"He's fine."