Transmigrate to be Queen

The third prince waved to the dazed hazy rain and motioned her to go out and wait. Hazy rain had never seen anyone in the palace who could talk to the third prince like this. She was too brave. Now when she saw the third prince let herself go out, she had some strange ideas in her heart, but she immediately pressed down the idea.

When she walked outside the door, she had some contradictions. If the third prince took a fancy to this little maid of honor, she would be so presumptuous. Although the third prince was easy to bully in the eyes of outsiders, in fact, he was always cold to people and never added words.

After waiting on him for so long, he never looked at any palace maid more. It seems that such an unhappy business has wiped out his desire. Which of the 16 princes is not the palace full. Although the princes younger than the three princes don't marry a princess, they already have people in the house. Only the three princes are still alone.

Hazy rain really can't imagine that such a cold-hearted and cold-hearted person will move his heart to who one day, not to mention the little maid who hasn't grown up. She doesn't have anything attractive. She's too petite. She's so Petite everywhere. No woman should be enchanting and charming.

The situation in the house is absolutely beyond the imagination of hazy rain. She even wondered whether the little maid in waiting was too publicity. The Third Prince wanted to punish her secretly. Just, if you want to punish, do you need to avoid yourself? She couldn't guess how the third prince and the little maid got along.

"Xiaoman, you have to get better quickly."

The third prince spoke, not fluently, but because he was singing, although he was slow, he didn't tie a knot, but his voice was low to prevent people outside from hearing.

"I also want to hurry up, but this is a ten board. It's good that the small body of the slave can survive. Don't count on three or two. It's a myth and can't be realized."

Looking at Ning Xiaoman's face of bitter hatred when he talked about the big board, the third prince felt distressed. He felt very strange. In the past, he rarely had any emotions about things outside himself, but since Ning Xiaoman came to his side, it seemed that many things had changed, which made him a little uneasy.

"I let you heal well and get better quickly. I hope you won't suffer. I'm not in a hurry to let you serve me, so I don't want to come back to me?"

The third prince sang a long string of words, which surprised Ning Xiaoman.

The third prince only sings long sentences when he is studying. He always talks to himself in a few words. Now Ning Xiaoman is really excited to hear him say such a long word,

"Wow, your highness, you can speak so long. I want to praise you. You have made great progress!"

Will others be so happy when they see their little progress? No, they may even hate themselves more because of their progress. Only the little girl in front of them can be overjoyed because of their little progress, even though she is still hurt.

"You really have to hurry. Well, I can't study without you."

"Why, you can't stop exercising. You have to hold on."

Ning Xiaoman is surprised that the third prince said so. Can you speak well? Why carry people behind their backs?

"Only you want me to talk. Others want me to. Or they will be happy if I am more disabled."

Although he doesn't want to tell others about his thoughts, Ning Xiaoman is an exception. The third prince always has some desire to pour out to her. He doesn't know why. It's his intuition that Ning Xiaoman is trustworthy.

Ning Xiaoman was speechless for a moment. Although she still couldn't understand the cruelty of the struggle between princes, she had seen TV and novels. The competition was not generally ferocious. Everyone was smiling, just like the one who wanted to kill his second prince.

"Don't say that. There's me. I'll talk to you."

What the third prince wants is Ning Xiaoman's attitude. He can't think of anyone else who can accompany him, but this little palace maid must be able.

"Now you are hurt and can't practice with me. There are hazy months in the study, hazy incense and hazy rain here. All places are not free, so you should get better quickly."

Ning Xiaoman's mood suddenly improved. It turned out that she was so important. She nodded hard and smiled like a flower.

"I'll be fine soon. Don't worry, your highness. I'll work hard to get better, and then I'll read and talk with you. Believe me, I'll be fine soon."

Ning Xiaoman narrowed her eyes and added oil to herself. Because she was trusted, she was so excited that she forgot to call herself a slave.

The little girl's appearance was so cute that the third prince couldn't help but like it in his heart. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the tender little face,

"I believe you, Xiaoman, so you have to refuel. Oh, you can't do without you."