Transmigrate to be Queen

Looking at such a wooden bell, Qingkou is also a little distressed. She just looked at the fear and uneasiness in the little girl's eyes, which made her feel bad. Now she can't stand seeing the firm persistence in her eyes. In the face of such a situation for the first time, wooden bell should be frightened. Have she never met it.

Her attitude towards her is indeed a little too much. Thinking about the past few years when Mu Ling studied with herself, she suffered a lot, whether studying medicine or Kung Fu. Today's performance should have happened too suddenly. She didn't react for a moment. When she reacted, the matter was over, and she was only afraid.

Qingkou also knows that Muling's fear is not what kind of danger she will encounter. She is afraid that the princess will encounter danger. If something really happened to the princess at that time, the silly girl is likely to die and apologize without hesitation.

"Wooden bell, it's all right. Things are over. I'll accompany the princess when she goes out. You'll watch in the main house."

Qingkou mercifully rubbed the little face of the wooden bell, and he could only sigh. This state of not blaming anyone was also very oppressive.

Just as Qingkou raised his leg to go to the princess's bed, he was pulled by the wooden bell on his sleeve,

"Master, you give me another chance. I didn't react the first time. Really, I promise I won't make the same mistake again. Master, you believe me."

This is what Muling is afraid of. She is afraid that she will no longer be trusted and will no longer be arranged around the princess. She has suffered for so many years in order to accompany the princess and protect the princess. When she comes, she falls short of success. She is unwilling, really unwilling.

"Wooden bell, I don't believe you want to protect the princess's heart. Your ability is not enough to protect the princess. Listen to what you just said, that person is not a strong person. He is almost successful in front of three Kung Fu people. Do you think I can rest assured?"

"Wooden bell, you practice again, and then go to accompany the princess. Let me accompany you these days. You just said that the princess is the first of the three of you to act, but she is a pregnant woman. If we really stretch our stomach or something, we should regret it. Therefore, don't blame Shifu for not giving you a chance. There are some opportunities we can't give."

"It's a lucky escape this time. Next time, Muling, if the princess doesn't have an accident, it's not a big deal. But once she has an accident, it's irreparable. Even if we deal with all of us and compensate her, do you think we are qualified?"

Wooden bell had nothing to say, but there was deep regret in his eyes, and it was not only wooden bell who regretted, but Zheng Fusheng also regretted very much. He began to track down the behind the scenes and began to practice foreign Kung Fu with Master Wu.

Now every morning, he no longer fights with little chestnut. The two people break up their moves like a joke, so he turns his goal to master Wu, and tells Master Wu what happened that day in detail. The intention is obvious. There is no actual combat. The next time something happens, he may not be so good.

Every morning, he still accompanied maner to the greenhouse, and then went to the study outside in the afternoon. Ning Xiaoman obviously found that Zheng Fusheng was busier than some time ago. Although he went out as usual, his whole state was tight.

Not to mention, Ning Xiaoman found that Zheng Fusheng no longer rushed to take a bath with him. He always took a bath for himself with his sleeve. He would wash himself only after he got himself into bed. Ning Xiaoman also inadvertently found a dark blue on the edge of his rolled up sleeve.

Zheng Fusheng thought that her sleeve was not so high, so she was not prepared to let people see the injury. However, Ning Xiaoman was sitting in the bath bucket, while Zheng Fusheng was standing. This angle made it easy for her to see the scene inside her sleeve.

"How?"

Ning Xiaoman won't let go when he catches it. He is determined to ask one, two or three questions, and pulls away Zheng Fusheng's clothes to find out.

Zheng Fusheng was afraid of hurting Man'er and didn't dare to struggle too much. After Ning Xiaoman saw the wound in his eyes, he said he hurt it when he practiced with Master Wu,

"Man'er, don't you know what Master Wu did? It's all skin trauma. It won't really hurt me."

"Just because I know Master Wu's skills, I know you're lying. Don't fool me. I'm with you in the morning. Master Wu can let you practice in place in order not to hurt you. I don't know how many ways he has thought to prevent you from getting hurt."

"Besides, with Master Wu's skill, it's not fun to point to point. He's not a rookie. He can definitely do it. If you can hurt so badly, you'd better lie to the ghost. Zheng Fusheng, you'd better tell the truth. Don't let me check you by myself. I just want the truth."

Zheng Fusheng knew he couldn't hide it when Man'er revealed it so ruthlessly. He hesitated again and again before he decided to tell the truth,

"Man'er, you know I started looking for someone to check after you were in danger last time. The people I found really made me laugh and cry."

"Who?"

Ning Xiaoman's mind turned when she heard Zheng Fusheng say so. She rubbed her stomach with her small hand and frowned,

"Someone you'll never think of."