Transmigrate to be Queen

Ning Xiaoman is certainly not happy to be said to be a pig. He reaches out and wants to pat Zheng Fusheng. Who knows it's just such a simple action, but he stretches the wound and stomach. The two places hurt together, which makes Ning Xiaoman not hold back and give a soft "ah".

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Where's the pain, arm, stomach?"

Zheng Fusheng panicked for a moment. Man'er's expression was a little distorted. It can be seen that she really hurt. However, she touched the wound on her arm with one hand, but the injured hand touched her stomach. Obviously, neither of the two places was good.

"It's all right. I just used the wrong force, so stretch it and have a rest."

Ning Xiaoman doesn't want to add psychological burden to Zheng Fusheng. Originally, things outside the house are enough for him. At least since he came back, he hasn't mentioned anything outside the palace, which means he doesn't want to mention it and the situation is not good.

"Man'er, you must take good care of yourself. No one will take care of you now, and your mother-in-law hasn't fully recovered. My one, we can't point to it at all. We can only rely on yourself. I said I wanted to accompany you at home these days, but I have a hunch that it should be very busy, so you must not have anything to do, you know?"

Zheng Fusheng worried and held Man'er's hand. They immediately knew each other's intentions, but they were worried about each other. Just worry about themselves. If you keep yourself safe, the other party will worry less and things will become much simpler.

"Fu Sheng, hazy rain was badly hurt. He stabbed in with a sword on his left flank. He was very deep. I'm afraid he hurt his internal organs. I don't know if he can wake up. Go and see her later."

Hazy rain and hazy incense have been with Zheng Fusheng for more than ten years. They have followed him since childhood. They can be said to be the master and servant who grew up with him.

"Well, I'll go and see them later. How's hazy incense? Are you awake?"

He remembered that when he left, Man'er was treating hazy Xiang. He didn't know whether hazy Xiang's injury was serious. At the thought of the two people who were injured at this time, Zheng Fusheng's heart began to get heavy again.

"Hazy incense doesn't matter. She's sober. Her head was severely beaten, which made her faint. However, she escaped the disaster. She thought she was dead and no one paid attention to her. Otherwise, it's bad luck, but her head is also very dangerous."

Thinking of hazy Xiang's confused appearance at that time, Ning Xiaoman really thought she couldn't support it,

"At that time, master Qingkou was busy and couldn't help me. I took a risk to pierce her swollen bag with a silver needle and shed a lot of blood. I was frightened at that time. As a result, hazy Xiang was refreshed."

Ning Xiaoman probably knew that this might be the internal bleeding as the saying goes. If he didn't release the congestion, he might not be saved. He accidentally pricked her acupoints with a silver needle, but released the accumulated blood under the swollen head. After the blood was released, he diagnosed hazy Xiang's pulse, but there was nothing else but weakness.

The reason why he is weak should be that he has lost too much blood. Looking at the amount of bleeding, there is no serious injury in his head. He should recover, but he also needs to take care of himself. At present, Prince Chun's mansion doesn't even have a waiter. Hazy Xiang, hazy rain, wooden bell and Qingkou have been injured. Qingkou is treating people in the whole house with injuries. The whole person is tired and dizzy.

Ning Xiaoman feels uneasy towards the child nearby and starts to arch on her. Ning Xiaoman quickly reaches out his hand to pat and coax him. The child's nanny is dead. Ning Xiaoman can only take him personally. However, the child has no milk to feed, so he can only start drinking rice paste at such a young age, which makes Ning Xiaoman feel very uncomfortable.

"It's hard to find a reliable nanny at the moment. Can you find a cow or sheep for your child? If such a small child is weaned, it will affect his health."

Ning Xiaoman is mainly afraid that her child is short of calcium, but she doesn't necessarily understand this with Zheng Fusheng, so she only asks him.

"OK, I'll send someone to look for it now. Go directly to see hazy incense and hazy rain. You accompany the child first, and I'll be back in a minute."

Zheng Fusheng pinched the palm of Man'er's hand again and comforted her. Then he went out of the inner room.

Zheng Fusheng, who went outside, didn't go out directly. Instead, he looked at the wooden bell wrapped in several wounds and insisted on staying outside. He didn't know how to describe his mood. This time, Prince Chun's house suffered too serious a blow. Zheng Fusheng didn't think of such an attack.

If Man'er, Qingkou and Muling hadn't practiced Kung Fu, I'm afraid their backyard would be wiped out at this time. At the thought of what Lord Ping did to himself, Zheng Fusheng couldn't help tightening his fist. He would never let Zheng Fusheng go. Even if his father wanted to protect him, the result was the same. Zheng Fusheng bit his teeth.

"Lord, if you have something to do, go and be busy. There are slaves and maidservants here."

Wood bell saw that the LORD looked at him in a daze. She looked up and down at herself. She didn't find anything wrong. She advised the Lord to go out and do business. She also thought that the Lord could be a little distressed. Wood bell was very grateful.

"You can't have more rest. You can't bring up a few people in the backyard and let little chestnut find out who they are."

Wooden bell hurriedly replied that he was not in the way. Zheng Fusheng turned and strode out. As soon as he got out of the door, he almost ran into a small chestnut.

Zheng Fusheng just wanted to tell little chestnut to ask him to find some clean girls to wait on him. When he saw little chestnut plopping in front of him, he shouted with red eyes,

"Lord, Prince Ping is dead."

"Hong?"

The news came too suddenly. He just wanted to avenge himself, but he was Honghong. It was too cheap for him.

Just by what he did to Prince Chun's house, thousands of knives and scrapes can't dispel Zheng Fusheng's hatred. Zheng Fusheng doesn't want to hurt hands and feet, but he's not a person who doesn't know to fight back. On the contrary, Zheng Fusheng will repay his vengeance, but this nature is covered up by his apparent goodness.