Transmigrate to be Queen

Watching the emperor's face go dark, Ning Xiaoman naturally sent the emperor out of the gate of the yard on behalf of the third prince. Seeing that the emperor's back is getting farther and farther away, Ning Xiaoman secretly transported some skills. Therefore, someone saw Ning Xiaoman flash past in front of her, but looking at her carefully, she walked slowly step by step.

"Your Highness, you are so handsome. You are such a good actor that you can win an Oscar."

Ning Xiaoman rushes into the bedroom of Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, and rushes to the bed with lightning speed. Hazy rain and hazy incense are used to Ning Xiaoman's frequent suction, and they retreat out with a tacit understanding.

"I'm so handsome? What does that mean?"

It's stupid. She doesn't understand such a simple word. Ning Xiaoman's heart is full of disgust, but her mouth is full of praise,

"Too handsome is to boast that you are beautiful, handsome, natural and unrestrained."

Ning Xiaoman's explanation really won the heart of Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, and immediately dissipated his depression in the face of his father,

"I know the meaning of handsome is the supreme general, so I don't understand the word too handsome."

Hearing what the third prince said, Ning Xiaoman turned an arc in his heart and easily brought back his words,

"Yes, handsome means the highest. It means that you are the top among all the young guys. You are the top beauty."

Hum, look how smart I am.

I don't know that the third prince turned into a curious baby. The problem is not the same,

"What is that beauty?"

Ning Xiaoman was almost defeated by him. The third prince, is this intentional today.

"Your appearance is beautiful, handsome, natural and graceful."

Well, the topic has turned back, but if you don't turn it back, the third prince may still be tangled endlessly.

"Well, after your explanation, I understand that I'm a dandy who eats on his face."

"Ah --"

Ning Xiaoman sighed and lay on the edge of the bed. She had no strength anymore.

"Come on, come on, tease you, but you really have to explain that Oscar to me. I really didn't understand. I didn't tease you this time."

Ning Xiaoman doesn't have that leisure. If you like to understand it or not, he ignores you.

He went to the table, poured himself a glass of water, and then began to speak a foreign language. As soon as Ning Xiaoman opened his mouth, there was no sound on the bed. The third prince Zheng Fusheng listened carefully and quietly until Ning Xiaoman stopped, he opened his mouth, repeated Ning Xiaoman's words and translated them.

It's so long that it's hard for him to remember it all. Ning Xiaoman slapped him and encouraged him. He really wanted to revenge him, so he said such a long paragraph. However, seeing that he recited the whole paragraph, Ning Xiaoman also sincerely admired his memory. It's really not comparable to ordinary people. He can compete with himself.

"Still practicing?"

Ning Xiaoman just spoke English. She was asking the third prince whether to continue. The third prince nodded,

"Come on, change the language."

Ning Xiaoman talked to him in Korean and Japanese for a long time. Seeing that the three princes answered well, Ning Xiaoman almost felt that he had nothing to teach him. In fact, he didn't study English and Japanese for too long, but the three princes really had some talent in learning language.

At the end of this round of practice, Ning Xiaoman's anger completely disappeared. She didn't understand that she was an adult, but she was always teased by this boy who was ten years younger than herself. It was really frightening. Fortunately, the boy was smart and wouldn't stare at one thing, otherwise my sister was really anxious.

"Well, Xiao man, I've finished my practice. Tell me again. What does Oscar mean?"

How does Ning Xiaoman explain this? Can he tell him that this is a performance award and a world-class award? Does he understand.

"I just said it a little faster. You heard wrong. What Oscar, I clearly said that he died of retting. You don't know, your highness. How well you played just now is beyond my expectation. If the emperor knows the truth, he won't die of retting."

Hearing that Ning Xiaoman is still in Hu Zhouba, the third prince is too lazy to call her zhener again. He lies on the bed and is sleepy. Seeing that the third prince really ignores himself, Ning Xiaoman is anxious. She thinks that when the third prince sees that he doesn't press him, he will show off with himself. How did she know that he is so calm.

"Your Highness, well, I lost. Please tell me what's going on. I'm seven scratched and eight itched in my heart. If I don't know the truth, I'm afraid I'm Ning Xiaoman."

Why is this man so stretched his head? Knowing that his heart is itchy, he didn't say it for so many days. Because he wronged him that day, he didn't dare to ask openly. After all these days, Ning Xiaoman's curiosity has expanded unprecedentedly.

"What do you want to know?"

"Tell me first, why did the emperor come in person today?"

Ning Xiaoman guessed some, but she wanted to get confirmation from the mouth of the third prince to verify her judgment.