Transmigrate to be Queen

Ning Xiaoman doesn't know the secret conversation between Zheng Fusheng and Wu yingyu. What she needs to do now is to help Zheng Fusheng quickly turn down the shops and give him the greatest financial support. This is the only thing she can do for him at present.

Ning Xiaoman also wants to understand that she doesn't have to use only her own money to sell vegetables to sell the shop. Who knows how much she has earned from selling vegetables? She actually uses Zheng Fusheng's money now, or she just signs a number when signing the contract. As for money, as long as Zheng Fusheng doesn't care about it, does anyone care about it with herself.

"Well, if we can meet the right one in the process of selling the shop, we can start first. We can sell it if it's not our own home."

Ning Xiaoman muttered to herself as she wrote and drew in her little book.

"What are you writing, Xiaoman? Take a break and drink some jujube water."

Since the birth of the child, Qingkou has supervised Xiaoman to drink some jujube water every day. Ning Xiaoman also knows that jujube blood tonic is good for her health. Of course, she won't refuse Qingkou's kindness. However, it's very difficult for her to be conscious. Without Qingkou's supervision, she should forget about drinking jujube water early.

"OK, come on."

Ning Xiaoman agrees crisply, puts down his pen and paper and leaves the inner study. If there is no permission from Ning Xiaoman and Zheng Fusheng, no one will come in. Even Qingkou will automatically avoid suspicion.

"You drink slowly. No one grabs you, or you won't drink. If you want to drink, it's urgent."

Qingkou complained about Xiaoman, but his tone was particularly gentle,

"Do you want to see the baby? The baby just woke up."

Knowing that Xiaoman's time will pass, Qingkou reminded him,

"Go, go, go, get me a robe."

Qingkou quickly picked out a robe for Xiaoman and helped him put it on. When she was in confinement, many things had to be waited on. Now Xiaoman is used to being waited on by someone, which is not as serious as the rejection at the beginning.

"The baby seems to be sinking again today. Measure the baby quickly."

Ning Xiaoman picked up her son and felt that his son was heavy again. She quickly asked someone to bring something to weigh the baby. As a result, she really grew three or two pieces of meat.

"Look, I said the baby was fatter."

Qingkou was also surprised by Ning Xiaoman's intuition. How can she feel how heavy these three Liang meat can be? She also took the child and hugged him, but she didn't feel any difference from yesterday and the day before yesterday.

After coaxing the children for a while, they were busy again. The man in front of them came back very late. Ning Xiaoman didn't ask Zheng Fusheng what specific arrangements she had made. Even if she knew, she couldn't help. She had to worry blindly, so Zheng Fusheng didn't plan to talk too much with Man'er. When things have an eyebrow, talk with Man'er again.

However, no matter what needs to be arranged or designed, Prince Chun's palace's practice in the early morning every day is unshakable. Master Wu takes Zheng Fusheng, Ning Xiaoman, Qingkou, Zheng Qian, Zheng Bai and xiaolizi. Seven people have to practice for an hour every morning. Although it's a little shorter than before, it's better to stick to it.

"Man'er can move faster. You can adapt to this speed now. Don't worry that your breath can't keep up."

When Ning Xiaoman stood at the stake, Master Wu encouraged him. Ning Xiaoman immediately came to the spirit, and his pace was obviously accelerated. Zheng Fusheng looked here with some worry, and he could not help but relax.

"Lord, do your own work."

The martial arts master was very observant. He immediately found the king's absent-minded and warned several people nearby,

"You serve dessert, too. Don't slip away."

"Qingkou, I didn't hear what I said. You should continue to practice."

Looking at Qingkou's posture for a long time, the martial arts master couldn't help yelling at her. As a result, Qingkou seemed not to hear. Master Wu was a little angry. The running God ran too arrogant.

"Qing Kou, I said you..."

Master Wu was about to drag people, but Ning Xiaoman stopped him loudly,

"Master, don't go there yet."

Ning Xiaoman's sound stopped Master Wu's steps, but on second thought, there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, followed by a burst of worry. The cold and hot alternate. It's really not a taste,

"What to do, what to do next?"

After Ning Xiaoman shouted, Master Wu knew that Qingkou had a great opportunity. It was something that could be met but not sought, and he had been looking forward to it for a long time. But at this critical time, he panicked. If Qingkou didn't understand well and his martial arts were impacted, it would be really bad. He knew how much Qingkou valued his kung fu.

At this time, Wu yingyu regretted that he didn't tell Qingkou the facts earlier so that she could prepare in advance, but he also knew that if Qingkou knew in advance that she could double practice this Kung Fu, he called her to practice. I'm afraid Qingkou's first thing to do is to turn her face.

Looking at Master Wu at a loss, Ning Xiaoman can't cry or laugh,

"Master Wu, you should order it quickly. Otherwise, let me go?"

Ning Xiaoman teased vigorously, but Wu yingyu glared at his little apprentice.

It's time to play a joke on the master, but Ning Xiaoman's words also gave him the courage to come forward to help. He stepped forward quickly without hesitation and put his hand on Qingkou's hand. The two became face-to-face, half squatting and horse walking, and their palms were opposite. The martial arts master immediately fell into stillness. He said it was Qingkou's great opportunity. In fact, it should be said that it was the opportunity of the two people.