Transmigrate to be Queen

"Your Highness, we have summarized and analyzed so many things, but you still haven't told me how you did it?"

Ning Xiaoman half knelt in bed and stared at the eyes of the third prince with a pair of big eyes that could drip water.

Under such gaze, the third prince's face gradually turned pink,

"Do you really want to know?"

Ning Xiaoman quickly nodded. She didn't want to know. She wanted to know too much. She was going to explode. I don't know that women are born to gossip.

"Are you sure you want to know?"

Ning Xiaoman nodded firmly again,

"I'm sure."

"If you're really sure, I'll tell you, but you should be prepared. Oh, there are many things that are beautiful when you don't understand them, but when you understand the truth of the facts, you'll find that the facts are completely different."

Anyway, Ning Xiaoman can't care so much now. She just wants to know immediately who moved her hands and feet. Since Zheng Qian and Zheng Bai are lying on the bed to recover from their injuries, who will be the person met by the second imperial concubine in front of the palace?

"Tell me quickly. Why is it so inky? Who is the person the second imperial concubine saw?"

Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, smiled mysteriously,

"Have you even heard of this?"

Ning Xiaoman naturally nodded her head proudly. Now she gets along well with many palace maids and internal attendants in the yard. She is much better than the third prince. Even if she doesn't make deep friends with them, on the surface, she has to look like you have a good heart to heart relationship with them. Otherwise, where does your news come from in such a large imperial court.

For more than a year, Ning Xiaoman has learned to give small favors from time to time, so that people in the yard feel that they are easy to approach, kind and easy to talk. They will automatically and consciously get close to themselves. After all, they are the red man around the third prince in their eyes.

Of course, Xiaoman did this with deep meaning. The things she gave up were all owned by the third prince anyway. She didn't care how much she gave out, but sometimes the news she heard was very useful. In such a big back palace, all the news was not what these palace maids and internal servants wanted to spread. Their news was the most informed.

"Of course, it's very fierce in the palace now. It's said that the emperor made an example of many palace people, saying that they can't control their mouth, criticize the master of the palace casually, and disrespect the imperial power. But after that, rumors are still flying all over the world. Where can you control it? The mouth of man is the most powerful weapon in the world. Killing is invisible."

The third prince nodded and felt the same way,

"Yes, I also know that people's mouth has two skins, which is the most troublesome. Since you know it's bad to spread words casually, why do you want me to be such a person?"

Eh, what's this saying? Why does Ning Xiaoman think he doesn't understand,

"What do you mean, what kind of person did I let you be?"

"As you said, rumors are everywhere in the palace. How can I add another pen? I'm a gentleman."

Ning Xiaoman was so angry that he wanted to bah him, who is this,

"You just agreed. As long as I'm sure I want to hear it, you can say it. I didn't ask you to make up a lie. You just have to tell the truth."

"Yes, I just want to tell the truth, but there is a price for telling the truth."

Looking at the third prince with a bad smile on his face, I knew he was not kind, but the idea of wanting to know the truth was still too strong, tempting Ning Xiaoman to put down his body.

"Then what kind of price will you tell the truth?"

The third prince moved out from the pillow, closer to Ning Xiaoman, then turned his face, stretched out his hand to point to his cheek, and didn't speak.

But even if he didn't speak, Ning Xiaoman knew he was taking advantage of the fire. He was reluctant to know the truth, but his desire to know the truth was like a raging flame, burning her heart. There was no way. Ning Xiaoman leaned over, stretched out his red mouth and kissed her smooth handsome face.

Although they said they just touched each other quickly, they both dyed red on their temples at the same time. Seeing that they had put into action, the third prince still didn't speak. Ning Xiaoman was so angry that he pinched the third prince's arm hard and got up to go. However, his legs were a little numb because of squatting for a long time, slowing down the speed. At the same time, the third prince just stretched out his hand to pull her, Ning Xiaoman jumped into the arms of the third prince and hit him with a dull hum.

"Well, well, are you all right?"

Ning Xiaoman was so frightened that she quickly supported her body with her hands. When she wanted to get up, she was bound by the third prince,

"Don't move. Let me hold it for a while."

Without using force, Ning Xiaoman couldn't break free from the imprisonment of the third prince, so she easily gave up the struggle. The third prince coaxed her softly in her ear,

"Don't be angry. I teased you just now."

Ning Xiaoman is coaxed by this sentence, and her cheeks are even warmer. This pink and tender Ning Xiaoman will never tire of the third prince, but he also knows that if he doesn't say anything again, Ning Xiaoman will really turn his face,

"Xiaoman, the master did it. He helped me."