Transmigrate to be Queen

"You dare to bet. What if he doesn't teach you? Don't we both fail to learn? Don't you think you should learn from him first and then teach me?"

The third prince thinks Yining Xiaoman is smart. She can't think of this layer.

"No, men and women must learn different skills. If I teach you with what I have learned, what if the teaching goes wrong? Moreover, if he doesn't teach me because you don't teach me, I really disdain to let him teach."

Ning Xiaoman shook his head and obviously didn't think much of the opportunity he might lose.

"Xiaoman, I will work harder in the future and never let people look down on us."

Xiaoman likes to hear this. After this disaster, even if she starts over, she should think about how to help the third prince. She doesn't ask him to ascend Dabao one day, but at least let him match her identity.

"It's good for you to have this heart. Only if you want to work hard will you be one step closer to success. Other people's whips are furnishings. You don't want to move forward. If you pull the whip on your body, you can't change your falling nature."

Ning Xiaoman didn't expect that his words of urging his subordinates in the previous life were used on the third prince at this time.

After drinking the tea in the cup, Ning Xiaoman brushed the cup and began to get busy again. His ears were not idle. He listened attentively to the third prince singing while writing. Ning Xiaoman found that the third prince was already fluent in singing books, so he should go to the next step.

"Your Highness, stuttering is the most difficult when you open your mouth. You're singing and studying now. There's no problem. I think your stuttering is not serious. On the contrary, it's more psychological. Otherwise, you can't sing so well in only one or two months."

Ning Xiaoman, who spoke, didn't stop. She was loading the burned carbon into Mrs. Tang, one by one, under the bed quilt and put it according to the position. Because of this, there was some distance between her and the third prince, and her voice was a little loud, almost shouting.

The third prince wrote Shi Li and listened to Ning Xiaoman's yelling in his ears. He had an unspeakable satisfaction in his heart. In his capacity, no one would talk to him like this anymore. If he didn't take him seriously, he must get his close and whispered reply. It's not disrespectful to him. He can kill people at will.

However, the person who respects and cares most about himself never pays attention to these details and always acts naturally, but it is this attitude that makes the third prince pay more and more attention to Ning Xiaoman. Just like at this time, the corners of his mouth have bent unconsciously when the third prince listens to Ning Xiaoman's words.

"You've changed your way now. You've just started to read and sing. After you slip away, you'll use reading. Try it. It won't be difficult to read according to the book. Your highness, you're so smart. You can certainly do it. I recovered from my injury a while ago and didn't accompany you to study. Your progress is so obvious now. If you do as I say, your progress will be faster."

Ning Xiaoman made the bed inside. Of course, she couldn't see the face of the third prince. She was still talking about her plan. She was afraid that the third prince didn't have confidence. She kept encouraging and praising the achievements of the third prince during this period. She didn't notice that the third prince has started reading now. It's reading, not singing.

After finishing the bed, Ning Xiaoman hurried out of the room and came to the desk. He first looked at whether the ink on the table was enough. Seeing that he could hold on for a while, he picked up the third prince's tea cup and helped him change new tea. He was afraid that the tea would be cold and the cold would spoil his stomach.

Looking at Ning Xiaoman busy around her, the third prince Zheng Fusheng couldn't help chasing after the little figure. She picked up the rag again and wiped the dust with warm water. She was careful, light up and down, trying not to make a sound, for fear of disturbing her reading.

Ning Xiaoman calmed the third prince's heart again. Soon, he devoted himself to endorsement and writing. Ning Xiaoman helped him watch the time while working. In the middle, Zheng Qian went out and brought fresh snacks.

"Your Highness, have a rest. You can't study or write all the time. Your voice and wrist can't stand it. You should be relaxed."

Ning Xiaoman reminds the third prince to rest, changes his tea again, helps him take away the writing paper and pushes the dessert to his eyes.

"Today, you have your favorite snail meat glutinous rice cake, but the glutinous rice is not easy to digest. You eat less. This sweet scented osmanthus lotus cake is also good. I know you don't like to eat too sweet food. I told the kitchen not to put sugar, but less honey. You taste it. It's also delicious, soft and easy to digest."

Ning Xiaoman first put a small piece of snail meat glutinous rice cake loved by the third prince into a small plate for him to eat, and asked him to serve some tea from time to time. When he finished this piece, Ning Xiaoman put the special osmanthus lotus paste cake into a small plate for him to eat. Even if the third prince looked at the snail meat glutinous rice cake eagerly, Ning Xiaoman didn't give in at all.