Transmigrate to be Queen

The third prince heard Ning Xiaoman say that she knew her cause and immediately focused on listening. He also wanted to know what caused him to stutter. When he was young, he spoke very smoothly. He didn't know when he stuttered, and it became more and more serious.

"Do what you just did again."

The third prince thought about what he had done just now. Didn't he think he had done anything? Write? He wrote a few words on the white paper. Ning Xiaoman shook his head. The third prince thought again, but he still couldn't think of it.

"You just turned your brush."

Ning Xiaoman reminded him that he had just turned the brush in his hand. The third prince really didn't notice that he did this, so he took the brush and turned it around. As a result, he threw out all the ink.

"Not with this hand, but with the other hand."

Ning Xiaoman pointed to the third prince's left hand. The third prince's face suddenly sank and turned back. He never paid attention to Ning Xiaoman or took care of the ink on his body.

"What's the matter? Why are you suddenly angry?"

Seeing that he suddenly ignored his third prince, Ning Xiaoman was a little confused about the young man's idea. Did he say something wrong just now? Think carefully and be sure not.

"Your Highness, if you have anything to say, your servant can know which sentence is wrong. Now is not the time for you to lose your temper. We have to find out the cause of your disease, so that your servant can determine how your disease came from and take the correct corrective measures."

Besides, he has no temper and is also in a high position. Ning Xiaoman has nothing to do with the third prince who suddenly has a temper. He can't beat or scold. Moreover, he doesn't talk. You don't have to quarrel with others if you want to quarrel with others. He doesn't take you as a dish at all.

Ning Xiaoman has a headache. Maybe he just lets him go. Anyway, he can't stay with him all his life. When he gets out of the palace for a long time, will he remember himself? Why bother to give yourself a problem? It's good to get out of the palace in such a vain way.

It's just that Ning Xiaoman is distressed by the young man who practices martial arts and studies hard every day. He doesn't want to stand out, nor does he want to be recognized by his father. It's just luck. Which child doesn't want to be loved by his parents, but he can't. his mother can't think of it, and his father is reluctant to see him.

"Your Highness, you can't escape. You have to learn to face what life gives us, whether it's hardship or pleasure, whether it's difficult or smooth, it's wealth. In short, we should make use of everything life gives us and let them become the help for our growth."

Ning Xiaoman went to the opposite side of the desk and bent down to look at the third prince's face,

"Hardship is not necessarily a bad thing. It can make us stronger. Smooth enjoyment is not necessarily a good thing. It may lose our mind. Therefore, we can't bow to life."

Ning Xiaoman just thinks that the third prince thinks of those unbearable days in the past, so she has a heavy heart. She has to patiently enlighten him. Although she can muddle along and teach the third highness is not her responsibility, Ning Xiaoman just doesn't trust the boy who has suffered too much. She wants to help him.

"Your Highness, although we haven't been in contact for a long time, I can see that you are not a self indulgent person. Otherwise, you don't have to circle this study every day and read and write boring. You want to make some achievements, not only for others, but also for yourself. You have nothing to do."

The third prince suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Ning Xiaoman. He didn't know how the woman who had been with him for less than a month could see through her thoughts. He thought that she would see herself in the study like most people, but thought she had nothing to do, no one to hand in and nothing to do.

"The third prince, since we want to do it, we will do our best. You can practice martial arts every day with injury and practice calligraphy in spite of wind and rain. This tenacity is beyond the reach of many people. Are we still afraid of talking? I think your mind can let you do anything, including talking like me."

I have to say that the little girl opposite summoned the courage of the third prince. He finally wanted to face the past he couldn't face. He couldn't let a little girl look down on it. Did those past really make him afraid?

No, the third prince suddenly figured out that his ready-made is the worst result. He can't see his mother's imperial concubine, is despised by his father, rejected by his brothers and sisters, trampled by the servants, and thrown into the yard in the corner of the prince. Is there anything more terrible than these? No, since it's already the worst, what can't we face.

"Don't be angry, Xiaoman. I'll show you what you want to see."

The third prince quickly wrote this sentence on the paper, and then turned his brush with his left hand. His posture was calm and free, and he didn't throw out any ink.

"You're actually left-handed. I'll tell you. It must be because of this. Your highness, have you ever forced yourself to use your right hand because you didn't want to use your left hand?"

Ning Xiaoman hasn't seen him use his left hand since he served the third prince, so she is very confident.