Transmigrate to be Queen

Something glittering came out of his eyes. The third prince covered his eyes with his sleeves and soon felt wet. However, the corners of his mouth were smiling. From then on, he was no longer alone. He knew that she would always be with him and would not separate again.

This time she didn't leave, she would never leave again, because he wouldn't allow such a thing to happen. The third prince never thought that there would be such a person in his life. He had no relationship with himself, but he could risk his life for himself.

"Three princes, three princes..."

I don't know when the third prince fell asleep, but after falling asleep, he was awakened. He was a little unhappy. When he opened his eyes, he saw the maid in waiting hazy Xiang standing in front of the bed.

When did she sleep so heavily that she didn't even notice someone standing by the bed? The third prince's heart was tight and filled with a deep disappointment for herself, but hazy Xiang couldn't care to see the third prince's face. She was full of panic at the moment.

"The third prince, that, that little maid in waiting, had a high fever and was a little confused."

Hazy Xiang's words made the third prince suddenly wake up. Ning Xiaoman was still hot. The third prince lifted the quilt, put on his shoes and ran to the opposite wing room. Hazy Xiang still remembered to take a cloak for the third prince.

When the third prince entered the wing room, he saw Ning Xiaoman still lying on his stomach, but he was a little dishonest. It should be too uncomfortable. There was a slight hum in his mouth, which made the third prince less worried. It was always a good thing to have action and voice, which proved that she still felt.

"Third prince, put on your cloak first and don't freeze you again."

Now it's a cold day. If the third prince makes an accident, the result will be even worse. Although the third prince himself does not enter the emperor's eyes, if something happens to him, the emperor must be a loving father. No one knows this truth, but everyone knows it.

The third prince didn't refuse hazy Xiang's concern, because he didn't wear an outer shirt and was indeed a little cold. After tying his cloak, he went out of the door of the main room and went to the yard. It was already night. Although the whistle was very low, it was still very clear in this quiet night because of the sharp characteristic of the whistle.

"Master child -"

Soon, Zheng Qian appeared in front of the third prince. The third prince stretched out his palm, which was the jade pendant representing his identity. He put the jade pendant into Zheng Qian's hand. The third prince turned back and pointed to the wing room.

"Ask the royal doctor?"

Seeing the third prince nodding, Zheng Qian disappeared after several ups and downs. The third prince turned and went back to the house, but he didn't go back to his bedroom, but went into Ning Xiaoman's wing to recuperate.

He could have taken a famous post to Zheng Qian, but he was afraid that the imperial doctor would take a shelf. There were not many imperial doctors left in the palace at night, but they were all good hands, so the shelf was relatively large. The third prince was really afraid that his famous post would not invite anyone, but the jade pendant representing his own identity would be very different.

Sitting by Ning Xiaoman's bed, the third prince watched hazy incense and hazy rain soak in cold cloth towels and help Ning Xiaoman cover her forehead. She would shake every time she changed a new one. Perhaps the sudden coolness still made her feel very uncomfortable. The wronged hum also disturbed the third prince.

"Mom, I hurt."

Hearing this title again, the third prince's eyes were a little dignified. In the evening, he heard Ning Xiaoman call his mother. He thought he was standing outside the house and heard it wrong. Now he is so close that he can hear it clearly.

Who does mother represent? The third prince thought that he had to go to find out who was in the family before Xiao man entered the palace. When it was so painful, the person who could remember must be her closest. Since you miss her so much, I'll help you fulfill your wish.

"The third prince, the imperial doctor Han is here."

Just when the third prince was anxious, Zheng Qian brought good news. The third prince immediately came forward. Han Yuyi bent down to kneel down and salute, but he was caught by the third prince. He smiled gently at Han Yuyi and took him to Ning Xiaoman's bed.

It must be on the tip of the prince's heart that the third prince can invite someone with the identity jade card. The royal doctor Han dare not neglect it. He hurried forward. Hazy moon and hazy rain each moved two stools, one for the royal doctor Han and the other with cushions. He put Ning Xiaoman's arms and silk. The royal doctor Han seriously gave Ning Xiaoman a pulse.

"I don't know how the... Is. Can you tell me something about it?"

I don't know what to call it. Han Yuyi simply swept over. Hazy Yue quickly described Ning Xiaoman's hip injury, the area of broken skin and congestion, and the swelling one by one.

"The third prince, please don't worry. It doesn't matter. He is young and weak. His reaction to injury is stronger. On the pulse image, he doesn't hurt the pulsating bone, but it's only skin injury, but it's not light. Here is the prescription prescribed by a humble minister. He insists on drinking three pairs a day for seven days. It should be about the same."

Zheng Qian, who was guarding at the door of the house, thanked the imperial doctor for the third prince, sent people back, and directly took the medicine back there. Hazy Yue took the medicine and quickly boiled it. Hazy rain also went out to change the water soaked in cloth. The third prince shook Ning Xiaoman's hand and sang softly in the most gentle voice,

"Don't be afraid. I'll accompany you."