Transmigrate to be Queen

This meeting with the third prince made Ning Qiancheng break the image of the third prince in his mind. Although he had seen the third prince once in his house, the third prince knew that they could not even see each other for maner and Ji, but he was able to venture to his house quietly in order to send a message to his sister. He came to congratulate her and Ji, Ning Qiancheng was already moved, and this time, it was beyond his expectation.

Ning Qiancheng really didn't expect that he was worried about an accident in Prince Chun's house here, and the third Lord was the first to worry about his wife and his sister. This cognition made Ning Qiancheng very bright in his heart. His sister didn't marry the wrong person, so he didn't have to worry about his sister anymore.

You know, now this society is a society that pays attention to men's power. Let alone a prince, few men in ordinary families can do such a thing as the third prince. Who doesn't regard women as a thing, wants to beat, scold, love, and can live in peace is already a model husband and wife.

"Princess, the food is ready. How to set it?"

Mu Ling asked whether men and women should be placed separately or what, and Ning Xiaoman answered directly,

"Just put it here. Put it outside. Call us when it's ready."

Looking at the rule that men and women need separate seats, Zheng Fusheng, the third Lord, didn't remind him at all. It seems that as long as man er said it, he would certainly support and agree. Ning Qiancheng and his mother looked at each other, and their eyes were full of smiles.

"Man'er, I'd better eat separately."

If the son-in-law is just an ordinary identity, but his son-in-law is a prince and the emperor's son. No matter how, enough respect is also necessary.

Mrs. hou can't let her daughter be too laissez faire. The days are long. Now it's a short time to get married. It's good to mix oil with honey. For a long time, who knows whether these can become a handle, turn love into disgust, and turn love into hatred. Mrs. Hou is afraid when she thinks of her restless years.

"Mom, we are all from our own family and there are no outsiders here. Let's not pay so much attention. My daughter doesn't know the rules. Isn't it because it's hard for my family to meet each other? You're an elder. It's nothing to eat at the same table with my son-in-law. I still want to talk to my brother when I eat."

"The more you say it, the more you lose it. What kind of words you say at dinner and where are the rules you learn?"

Originally, she was flirting with her mother on her arm. As a result, her mother nodded her forehead and criticized her. Ning Xiaoman didn't face happily.

"My mother-in-law, Man'er likes to sit close to his family. It's very rare. I've seen too many people in his family. Between brothers and sisters, no one can deal with anyone. It's rare that Man'er can be so close to his eldest brother. You haven't looked at Man'er for a long time, so don't pay so much attention to his family."

"Wooden bell, serve."

Zheng Fusheng's sentence was fixed, and Mu Ling was regretting it. Her question caused an accident. Now when she heard the order of the third Lord, she ran away.

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, Man'er will have no rules. Man'er's rules are good. She hasn't lost more than half of her etiquette in front of her father and queen mother, so you really don't have to worry."

Although Zheng Fusheng made the decision to meet Man'er's wishes, he didn't want to upset his mother-in-law, so he explained wholeheartedly.

How can Mrs. Hou be unhappy? Zheng Fusheng is defending Man'er both inside and outside. Mrs. Hou is only happy,

"I'm also afraid that Man'er will break the rules of the palace, but the third Lord is right. Today we are all our own people, so we don't have to be so particular about it."

Seeing that her mother finally agreed to her arrangement, Ning Xiaoman is happy again. Of course she is happy. This is what Fusheng helped her win. At the thought of Fusheng's kindness to him, Ning Xiaoman is very warm. She believes that she can't find such a good person for her in both the last life and this life.

"Mother, I knew you were the best. Come on, let's go out for dinner."

Ning Xiaoman stood up from the chair and reached out to help Mrs. Hou. As a result, she didn't help Mrs. Hou up. She was black and fell towards Mrs. Hou.

"Man'er, Man'er..."

Mrs. Hou didn't react for a moment and was hurt by her daughter's chest, but at least when her daughter fell down, Mrs. Hou hugged her daughter, but the two voices she screamed came out very far.

When Zheng Fusheng and Ning Qiancheng heard Mrs. Hou's scream, their first reaction was to rush over quickly. Zheng Fusheng sat one step closer, arrived first, stretched out his hand to hold Man'er horizontally, and directly put them on the bed. Ning Qiancheng held his mother's hand and helped her along her chest.

"Mother, keep quiet. No matter what happens to our Man'er, we're just confused or really ill. We can't let the outside know first."

There are too many outside lines. What is in the main house must be unified to pass the story.