Transmigrate to be Queen

Zheng Fusheng said this too much. Ning Xiaoman couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pat Zheng Fusheng. His palm was about to fall on Zheng Fusheng, but he suddenly withdrew his strength. He almost forgot that he was hurt. His anger went away. Ning Xiaoman took back his hand and was about to get up and leave. Zheng Fusheng hugged people and didn't let go.

"Man'er, I'm talking nonsense. I'll live well and won't die in this yard. You know me. I have to do big things."

Zheng Fusheng said more and more novels, but he said more and more firmly.

"Man'er, I'm just playing tricks and talking nonsense in front of you. I have to be careful when I'm outside. I don't dare to make a mistake."

This is not to deceive people. Even if Zheng Fusheng is outside, he has to turn a few times in his heart and dare not put it out indiscriminately.

Ning Xiaoman gently put his hand on Zheng Fusheng. He didn't dare to exert himself and carefully avoided the wound,

"Fu Sheng, I know you are hard and tired, but I still don't want to hear you say something about death and life. Even if you haven't met me, I hope you can live well."

"Fu Sheng, no matter what others think of you, in my heart, you are an indomitable man. As long as it is what you want to do, you can't do anything. Whoever underestimates you, he is blind and can't tell the difference. Xiao man, but no matter whether this is a scold to a superior son of heaven or not, she's not comfortable now, so don't be comfortable at all Thinking of Zheng Fusheng's grievances, Ning Xiaoman really can't love the people in the palace wall. From Zheng Fusheng's father to his biological mother, adoptive mother and direct mother, there is no good one.

Being born in this cannibal palace is Zheng Fusheng's sorrow, but it is also his opportunity. It is precisely because of the decay in the deep palace that he has the opportunity to hide himself and make himself strong when others don't pay attention.

"Well, well, let's not talk about these unpleasant things. Let's talk about what to eat in the evening. I haven't eaten delicious food for many days."

Zheng Fusheng can only eat some light food because he has a wound on his body. It really makes him dissatisfied.

"What to eat? You have an injury. Wait until the injury is cured."

Ning Xiaoman didn't get used to his meaning. As soon as his voice fell, he stretched out his hand to untie his belt, but his action was not gentle. Zheng Fusheng was happy and proud on his face.

"Let's talk about what's going on outside. Your main task now is to recover from the injury. Anyway, you're back in our own yard now. Let the wound recover quickly and save you from any disease in the future. It's itchy in cloudy days and painful in sunny days. It's too painful."

I thought Man'er would take the initiative to do something. As a result, Zheng Fusheng's face immediately collapsed after hearing this, and his happiness and pride were gone. However, seeing Man'er help himself with his coat and lining, and then began to carefully untie the cotton towel tied to his wound, Zheng Fusheng was in a better mood again.

"Wait, I'll get the needle."

Ning Xiaoman got out of bed and shouted outside,

"Wooden bell, go and prepare a basin of clean warm water."

Took the needle and wrapped it in bed,

"What kind of needle do you give me? I'm still used to silver needles."

Zheng Fusheng owes his head and stares at Ning Xiaoman's needle bag to see which one she smokes out.

"Of course I'll give you a silver needle. The dark one is high-grade. I'm reluctant to give it to you."

Ning Xiaoman takes out the silver needle from his bag and starts to give Zheng Fusheng a needle. In this way, Zheng Fusheng is not honest. He has to reach out for the dark needle. It is said that it is superior to the silver needle, so he wants Ning Xiaoman to use it.

"You fool, this is made of Xuan Steel. When you plan to use it outside, it won't reflect light either in the sun or in the moonlight. When the concealed weapon is the best, you have to use a silver needle to cure a disease. If you don't understand anything, don't talk nonsense."

Zheng Fusheng was stabbed by Man'er, but he was not angry. He just took a dark needle and played with it. He really didn't understand what black iron was, but he was interested when he heard that it could be used as a concealed weapon. You know, Zheng Fusheng didn't have any self-defense tools on him. He was interested when he heard Xiao man say so.

During the dinner, Qingkou specially arranged recipes for his highness San. They are nutritious and delicious, and do not hinder the wound. This makes the third prince beautiful,

"It's better to buckle green. The meals outside are fed to pigs. It's terrible."

After being praised by his highness three, Qingkou became more interested in his highness three's diet. He used all the means he had used to serve Xiaoman. Various patterns of medicinal diet and porridge supplement emerged one after another. He served Zheng Fusheng comfortably. After a few days, there was a piece of news that made him unhappy.

"Did the father really release the second brother?"

The little chestnut who came to report quickly bowed down,

"Yes, it's said that you, the fourth Prince and the fifth prince are recovering from the injury, and the prince's legs are not well maintained. The envoy is busy. Only the second prince can help him, so he lifted the ban on the second prince."

Zheng Fusheng thumped out of bed and didn't speak at all,

"Don't be angry about this. He will come out sooner or later. It's actually better to come out at this time than usual. If you can't do things well, it's easier to arouse the disgust of your father and Emperor."

Ning Xiaoman's persuasion is reasonable, which makes Zheng Fusheng feel a little better.