Transmigrate to be Queen

Although that kind of emotion makes people can't tell why. I don't know whether it's sorrow, pain, or something else, it makes people feel a little soft hearted and want to treat him well, as if he had been wronged, but no one told him. Ning Xiaoman feels that he is a virgin, a prince. How can he have this idea.

"This is the third prince."

The woman looked up and pointed to the person sitting behind the table. Ning Xiaoman quickly knelt down and gave a big gift, and the woman just stood on the side of the third prince.

"Xiaoman has seen the third prince."

Ning Xiaoman is very strange about this woman's behavior. If she doesn't wear the same palace clothes as herself, with her attitude, Ning Xiaoman will think that she is also the emperor's daughter and the sister of the third prince.

"Get up."

Without hearing the cry of the third prince, Ning Xiaoman knelt on the ground with her head down and didn't dare to move for a long time until she heard the woman's voice again. Ning Xiaoman couldn't figure out the woman's identity.

She can even cry for the third prince. It seems that even if she is not a royal child, she should be the one that the prince should use. Ning shangman can't help but doubt the third prince's vision. There are obedient palace people in the palace. It's really noisy just looking at this man's behavior. In this way, the third prince can stand it. His taste is not ordinary and special.

"The third prince asked you to look up."

Ning Xiaoman raises his head. Then he sees that the third prince is staring at him. Seeing that he raises his head, he stretches out his hand and swings it, motioning Ning Xiaoman to him.

Ning Xiaoman's heart was a little strange, but he obediently walked to the woman and stopped. The third prince waved to the woman again, and there was a smile on the woman's face,

"Then the servant went down."

After taking two steps, he asked Ning Xiaoman back,

"You're good to serve the third prince. Be careful. Don't beat things clumsily. I'll go back and have a rest."

Ning Xiaoman looked around the table. In addition to a tray with teapots and cups, there was nothing to be afraid of beating. He was really afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

Until the woman went away, Ning Xiaoman found himself staring at the back of others in a daze. Instead, he ignored his serious master, quickly took back his eyes and stood on the side of the third prince with a low brow, but he didn't hear him for a long time. Ning shangman secretly raised his head and found that he was looking at himself.

Ning Xiaoman can't help but cool his back. He quickly lowers his head and starts to play all his spirit. He feels something knocking on the table. Ning Xiaoman looks up at the table and sees the third prince holding the end of a brush, tapping the white paper in front of him and writing on the paper.

Ning Xiaoman quickly stretched out his head and looked at it. He saw a few words written on the paper,

"What's your name?"

At this time, Ning Xiaoman knew what was strange in his heart just now. The third prince didn't say a word since he entered the house.

Could it be that the third prince is a mute? With such an idea, Ning Xiaoman couldn't help looking at the third prince again. As a result, he looked at the third prince again. At this time, there was obvious impatience in his eyes. Ning Xiaoman quickly took back his sight and reached out to pick up the pen in the third prince's hand, but he hid.

Ning Xiaoman is embarrassed. She asks her name and doesn't give her pen. How can she tell him his name? In Ning Xiaoman's idea, dumb ears can't hear. She didn't expect that she can speak with her mouth.

Seeing that the third prince knocked on the paper again, his voice was a little faster than before, and Ning Xiaoman was angry,

"How can I tell you my name if you ask me my name and don't give me a pen?"

While talking, he raised his eyes and stared at the third prince. It's not as difficult as you.

The third prince looked at the little girl in front of him and suddenly became stubborn. His face was tight. Suddenly he felt a little funny. Instead, he sighed that the people around him were increasingly uncontrolled because of their own defects. He didn't know whether the stubborn girl would become such a hateful face in the future.

"My name is Ning Xiaoman. It's your business if I can't hear you."

Seeing the third prince staring at himself without blinking, Ning Xiaoman has no choice, and he regrets that he stared at the third prince so hard. If he is annoyed by himself and the big board hits him, he will be miserable. Thinking so, Ning Xiaoman quickly said his name. Anyway, if he said it himself, it's not his fault if he can't hear it.

"How old is it this year?"

Seeing that the third prince was not angry, but wrote another question, Ning Xiaoman reacted. The third prince could hear it and immediately blushed.

"I'm thirteen years old."

Ning Xiaoman reacted when the servant said this. He just talked to the third prince and returned me. I don't know if the third prince heard clearly. Looking at his appearance, he must have heard it. Ning Xiaoman was a little flustered.

"My name is Zheng Fusheng. I'm 16 years old."

Seeing the words written by the third prince on the paper, Ning Xiaoman can't believe it. The third prince is also a little too approachable. No wonder the palace maid sister just made so much publicity. The prince is also too good tempered.