Transmigrate to be Queen

Today is the second day of Prince Chun's seclusion in his palace. He still gets up early in the morning. Of course, Ning Xiaoman won't be left behind by him. Moreover, Ning Xiaoman feels that after practicing martial arts, the whole person is much relaxed. The usual slight pain is gone. It can be seen that people can't stay. The more they stay, the more lazy they become.

"Man'er, are you really all right? I'm really worried about your body now."

On the way to the school yard, Zheng Fusheng held Man'er's hand. He was still worried because he knew that Wang Ye and Xiao man were going to the competition, so Qingkou was waiting for them to start together today.

"As long as Xiaoman doesn't feel uncomfortable, she should be fine. Although she is two people now, only she knows her body best. Since she says her body is faster, let her practice first. However, Xiaoman, you should pay attention to yourself and don't practice too much."

"I know, I know, master, why are you so wordy now?"

Zheng Fusheng patted Man'er on the back of his hand,

"Don't talk to Shifu like that. Shifu hurts you. I'm afraid someone has something to do."

Ning Xiaoman spits out his tongue and apologizes to the master,

"Master Qingkou, I'm sorry. I'm not good. I don't pay attention to my discretion. Don't be angry with me. I'll cook delicious food for you today. It's an apprentice's intention."

Hearing that Xiaoman wants to cook delicious food for himself, Qingkou is satisfied. This apology is too sincere,

"Are you in good health? Hold the ball and cook for the master, as if the master bullied you."

Qingkou wants Xiaoman to rest and eat Xiaoman's craft. It's a dilemma.

"It's all right, master. Don't you know me? Cooking is not too difficult. Moreover, I'll ask the people in the kitchen to help me prepare for the early stage, such as picking vegetables and killing chickens. I don't have to do it myself. I just fry it at the end. Master, you can rest assured. I'm not tired."

Qingkou has coveted Xiaoman's craftsmanship for a long time. She only tasted Xiaoman's craftsmanship at Wu Yu Hou's house. It's really special. Although the taste is a little heavy, it's really delicious, and even makes her aftertaste until now.

"Xiaoman, do you really want to do it yourself? Do it yourself?"

Zheng Fusheng is surprised at the truth that Xiaoman can cook. He has known Xiaoman for a long time, longer than she knew Qingkou, but he doesn't know that maner has this skill.

But now the situation is very obvious. Qingkou is the one who has tasted Xiaoman's cooking. Otherwise, according to Xiaoman's current situation, Qingkou is absolutely reluctant to let Xiaoman do it. If he is the person who loves maner most in the world, Qingkou is definitely in the second place, even surpassing Mrs. Hou.

After all, Mrs. hou can't stay with Man'er every day, and Qingkou almost always stays with Man'er. Even during the night, there are more than three other people. Don't you just worry about Man'er? It's needless to say that Man'er's position in Qingkou's heart.

"Of course, if you don't do it yourself, do you still want to cook in person? Don't be kidding. Today, let my dear Lord try the princess's craft. At that time, don't swallow your tongue because it's too delicious."

Listening to Man'er show off, Zheng Fusheng is really a little excited. Maybe, Man'er really has a hand. It's just that why she doesn't get through the rumor that she can cook when she's around her. This makes Zheng Fusheng more or less depressed.

"What's the matter?"

Ning Xiaoman soon found Zheng Fusheng's mistake. After thinking about it, there was nothing that could provoke him. If he was angry, it could only be because of the cooking thing he just talked about.

"Is it because I have to cook myself?"

Seeing Zheng Fusheng's eyebrows, Ning Xiaoman knew he was right,

"Don't worry, I told them to get everything ready. I don't touch the knife or cut it. It's absolutely safe."

Ning Xiaoman thinks Zheng Fusheng is worried about getting hurt. As a result, Zheng Fusheng suddenly says,

"Man'er, why don't I know that you can cook? It seems that everyone knows."

Ning Xiaoman burst out laughing at this. He really hasn't seen such an awkward prince.

"Everyone knows what. I just made it for my mother and grandmother once. Qingkou took the opportunity to taste it. Others don't know that I have cooking skills, but I don't have a chance to cook here. When the maid in waiting and just married, you didn't have a small kitchen. When you entered Prince Chun's house, you were pregnant directly."

"You and Qingkou both regard me as the key protection object. Take two more steps. You can both say that I can stretch out my hand for a long time. Since I can't cook it for you personally, why should I tell you such nonsense in order to greedy for you?"

Zheng Fusheng was amused by Man'er's words. He was too pretentious. Man'er was not the kind of person who said not to do it. She always said it after doing it. Besides, she was really worried about her before and didn't let her move freely. Since she had a good taste of her craft today, why bother so much.