Transmigrate to be Queen

Seeing Ning Xiaoman so worried, Zheng Fusheng held Man'er's hand and tried his best to make Man'er feel the warmth of his hand, but Ning Xiaoman was completely immersed in his fear and his understanding of the outside world had reached zero.

"Man'er, Man'er, don't be afraid. It's okay. Don't worry. It must be okay. Moreover, my identity is here. Even if it's something, the big deal is to ban feet. What's the big deal? We're still young and have plenty of opportunities to turn over."

Zheng Fusheng couldn't care about outsiders. He hugged Man'er into his arms, patted her back with his hand, and comforted her quietly in her ear. Man'er now has a body, and his mood is unstable. Zheng Fusheng is really afraid that she will think more and hurt the child again.

"Besides, this is only the worst plan. The second prince has just been cut off. It's impossible that so many of our princes will be involved. The royal family will really be in disorder. Therefore, it's not necessarily a bad thing. Don't worry. The father emperor is the most rational person. Under the current situation, even if he really holds something, he can't operate on us again."

Zheng Fusheng's words still played a role. Ning Xiaoman gradually stopped shaking. Zheng Fusheng winked at Qingkou. Qingkou hurried forward and held Xiaoman,

"Princess, let's go back to the house and have a rest. The prince will be back."

Ning Xiaoman also knows that his worries are superfluous. Anyway, Zheng Fusheng has to face them. What he can do is not to let him worry about himself when facing the outside situation,

"Fu Sheng, be careful. I'm fine. Just have a sleep."

Ning Xiaoman gives Zheng Fusheng a smile. The smile is beautiful, but Zheng Fusheng's face is a little pale, but Zheng Fusheng is very satisfied. She knows that Man'er has figured it out. That's good. She can take less care of herself. Man'er is always the smartest. She knows when to comb her emotions. Even when she is pregnant, she can still think of herself, It's not easy.

Waving at Man'er again, Zheng Fusheng took xiaolizi and Zheng Qianzheng Bai into the palace. When they left the house, Wu yingyu flashed out, went to the door of the main courtyard and called out Qingkou,

"You tell the princess that I will follow. Let the princess rest assured that I will ensure the safety of Fusheng."

Hearing that Wu yingyu called Prince Chun's name, he knew that the guarantee was a promise made in the name of a serious teacher and apprentice. Qingkou's heart was immediately relieved. With Wu yingyu's words, even if Prince Chun was sent to prison, he would try to get people out.

"OK, I'll tell the princess when I go back."

Wu yingyu heard Qingkou's reply and turned to leave. Qingkou whispered an instruction behind,

"Be careful yourself."

This sentence made Wu yingyu pause, but he didn't look back. He just paused for a moment, and then left with a big step. Qingkou looked at Wu yingyu's back and couldn't tell what it was like. He thought he had lost his heart, but he always felt hurt when he saw him.

Some things are so unclear, especially emotional things, which need the recognition and affirmation of both sides. A person's love is just a joke. Qingkou touched his chest and breathed deeply to reduce the pain. Then he turned back and entered the house.

"Master, are you uncomfortable?"

As soon as he lifted the curtain and entered the house, Muling found that the master's face was not quite right. He hurried forward and asked in a low voice,

"If you feel uncomfortable, go and have a rest. I'll just look at the princess."

Qingkou shook his head and said he was fine,

"I have something to say to the princess. Don't worry about me. I'm just in a hurry."

He lifted the curtain inside and entered the inner room. Muling knew that the master had something to say to the princess and wouldn't let himself in.

"Xiao man, brother Wu just came here. He said he would follow him into the palace. Therefore, you don't have to worry about the prince at all. Brother Wu said that nothing would happen with him."

Qingkou put his hand into the quilt and shook Xiaoman's hand. His tentacles were cold.

"Wooden bell, get some soup for the princess."

Qingkou didn't shout loudly, but her voice was clearly transmitted to Muling's ear. Muling answered outside and went out.

"No, master, I'm not cold. My hands are cold. It's just because I've just covered the quilt. It's warm in a while. What weather is it? How can I use Mrs. Tang on such a day? I don't cover my hot prickly heat."

Ning Xiaoman motioned Qingkou to call the wooden bell back. Don't be so troublesome.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about it. It's just a few soup women. What's the trouble? If you're a princess, you should have the consciousness of being a princess and ask the girl to prepare some soup women. Even if you don't use them in the end, what's the big deal? You should have this identity. There's no way for others to envy and envy."

Ning Xiaoman was amused by the master. Yes, she is now the daughter-in-law of the prince of a country. Princess Chun, even if she takes a model or something, it's not a great event. She can't help but feel happy,

"Listen to you, master, I have nothing to enjoy the blessing of the princess."