Transmigrate to be Queen

Ning Xiaoman knows that people in this era swear really solemnly. They believe in gods and think that all vows will come true. Now Zheng Fusheng swears again and again. It can be seen that he really doesn't have that mind, but Ning Xiaoman doesn't know why he was so angry at that time.

Indeed, on weekdays, Zheng Fusheng occasionally joked with Ning Xiaoman. Ning Xiaoman didn't really get angry. This time, he didn't know how to touch her lung tube. The fire couldn't hold down, and suddenly came up.

Is it true that he accumulated this unknown fire because he was not free during his stay in the Qianqing palace? But when he just entered the yard, Ning Xiaoman didn't think he had brought the fire back. It's really inexplicable.

"Man'er, promise me not to be angry with me. Think about it carefully. What I said just now is a little hurtful. It's my fault that I don't have a brain. I won't do it next time. Really, I promise you."

Zheng Fusheng raised his other hand and covered his chest.

"Fu Sheng, it's my fault. I was in a hurry just now. I actually know. You don't mean that. Just, I don't know why, I'm suddenly in a hurry."

In fact, when Zheng Fusheng just stopped, Ning Xiaoman knew what he was thinking.

At that time, they shook hands. Ning Xiaoman felt that he was really worried. However, Ning Xiaoman was also angry and couldn't take soft for a moment. Now, seeing Zheng Fusheng's repeated vows and promises, Ning Xiaoman felt that he was too hypocritical. What a big thing, a joke, he really thought it would come true.

It's not a day or two to get to know Zheng Fusheng. They all know each other's feelings very well. They are really a little angry today. This is still the prince. On other princes, which Princess dares to dump the prince's face like herself. She is really indulged.

"Don't say that. It's really my fault. I can joke about other things, but how can you joke about your mind? Man'er, can I take back what I said just now? Even if it's a joke, I shouldn't say it."

With his arm, Ning Xiaoman approached his extended edge. Some of them were too strong, and the wound hurt faintly, but Zheng Fusheng held back his voice,

"Man'er, really forgive me this time, otherwise I don't need you to remember, I will remember myself all my life."

Ning Xiaoman has been gathered to a close position by Zheng Fusheng, and the whole body is almost lying on half of Zheng Fusheng's shoulder. Therefore, Zheng Fusheng's hand is very free, caresses Ning Xiaoman's face easily, gently rubs it, a little hesitant and reluctant, much like his mood at the moment.

"Fu Sheng, don't really take this matter to heart. I was really anxious just now, but it's just a rush. That's all. No one can remember for a lifetime. We still have so many good things to remember. How can we have time to go to these messy sad feelings."

Zheng Fusheng really loves to listen to this. He also feels that Ning Xiaoman is not perfunctory. Only then can he finally relax his heart,

"Man'er, that's nice. I was really scared just now. I was worried when I thought you wouldn't talk to me in the future."

Ning Xiaoman doesn't want this unpleasant topic to continue, so she asks about the assassin again,

"Fu Sheng, tell me what happened at that time. How did the envoys of Xinluo get into trouble?"

After the incident, Ning Xiaoman was detained in the Qianqing palace, but it was not convenient for him to get information from his own yard.

"The incident that day was really sudden. My father wanted to summon the envoys in the imperial study of the Qianqing palace. The prince's brother and the second brother were hurt and could not come to accompany my father to see the guests, so my father asked me and my fourth and fifth brothers to come and accompany him to see the envoys of Xinluo."

"When the envoys came in, I didn't think there was anything wrong. My father and Emperor had the interpreter ready early in the morning. I just don't know why. Halfway through the meeting, the interpreter fainted. It's so strange that I subconsciously listened to the dialogue of the envoys..."

"They even drugged the interpreter in advance and made him faint halfway. In this way, they can take advantage of the panic to assassinate their father and Emperor. Moreover, the panic can also allow them to discuss the time to start at the scene. They just didn't expect that I could understand the language."

Zheng Fusheng turned his head sideways and wanted to kiss Man'er, but when he lowered his head, he couldn't reach Man'er's cheek. He felt the wound hurt again, so he had to step back and kiss Man'er on the top of his hair,

"They have decided to do it when the translator is carried out. You know, at that time, everyone's eyes must subconsciously focus on the translator, and they have a great chance of success."

"As soon as I heard that they were planning, I was thinking whether I should expose them directly, but on another thought, even if I exposed them, they can deny it. Can I still reveal that I can speak some language? When did I learn it and who did I learn it from? It's unclear."

"So I finally decided that I might as well take this opportunity to save my father and Emperor. As long as my father and Emperor are not hurt, I have done my duty to protect him. As for taking advantage of this opportunity, I don't think it's too much, because I really blocked this knife for my father and emperor, and he is not grateful."

Ning Xiaoman patted him,

"You still laugh. It's fun to hit the edge of the knife yourself."

Calmly, he scolded Zheng Fusheng, but he was muttering in his heart that the process was like this, but what about the motivation? This is intriguing.