Transmigrate to be Queen

Qingkou quickly moved back half a foot and shouted,

"Xiaoman, you're really dead."

Ning Xiaoman spread her hands innocently,

"Isn't that what you just taught, master?"

Qingkou is almost angry with Ning Xiaoman. She can't remember what she should remember. She can't remember it clearly. She doesn't know when she learned to be so naughty,

"I told you not to leave your hand when facing the enemy. When did I say you didn't leave your hand when facing me?"

"Master, with your Kung Fu, even if I use all my force, it's not your opponent. Wow, can my three legged Kung Fu scare you?"

Ning Xiaoman smiles at Qingkou.

"I'm afraid you'll get hurt and don't dare to attack you. You took the opportunity and dared to advance an inch."

Qingkou really has no way to take this apprentice. She doesn't recognize Ning Xiaoman and doesn't kowtow to her formally. She's just afraid that this apprentice is not easy to discipline. As a result, it's still not easy to manage.

"Master, have a drink with the eldest lady and have a rest."

It happened that the wooden bell came in with the heat, made a cup of tea for each of them, and skillfully handed it to Qingkou's hand. Qingkou's heart was a little balanced.

Compared with a obedient apprentice like Mu Ling, it's not too miserable for him to be a master. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm the first master who can't help taking his apprentice. At the thought of Ning Xiaoman's entanglement these days, Qingkou is really helpless.

After sitting down and drinking a mouthful of tea, I felt more comfortable. Then I discussed with Ning Xiaoman again,

"Xiaoman, your wedding date is less than a month. Let's stop our practical training. You can't marry with a wound. That's too imperfect."

"Even if the third prince doesn't pick you, you should also think about it. This is the only wedding in your life. You should always be perfect. It's embarrassing to marry into the prince's house with this green and purple dress."

Mu Ling was worried about seeing the master and the eldest lady calling and calling every day. When she heard the master say so, she quickly slipped along with the master,

"Yes, miss, there will be opportunities to practice martial arts in the future. Let's take it slow now."

Ning Xiaoman sighed, leaned on his chin, looked at the distance and said,

"I want to slow down. I'm afraid I won't have time to slow down. I don't know if someone will see me immediately. If they don't say anything about others, they say the queen and Princess Yang Xianfei, they may not be able to let me go."

Qingkou's eyes flickered. She really didn't expect that Ning Xiaoman had thought of his opponent in the palace now,

"How do you think they'll do it to you?"

This question almost choked Ning Xiaoman and hurriedly looked around subconsciously.

"What are you looking at? There are only three of us in this room. There is no one outside. Who can hear us?"

Qingkou reached out and patted Ning Xiaoman on the head. As an apprentice, he had to be so confused from time to time. In this state, she really couldn't help but worry about entering the palace.

Ning Xiaoman spits out his tongue and hurriedly goes on,

"Shifu also knows that the third prince wants to... It's obvious that the main opponents will deal with me."

After hearing Ning Xiaoman's words, Qingkou couldn't help patting Ning Xiaoman on the head again. Ning Xiaoman hid wrongly, then rubbed his head and muttered,

"I'm not wrong. It's already the opposite. Aren't they right to deal with me? Why did Shifu hit me?"

"I said you were confused. You're really confused."

Qingkou lowered her voice and wanted to catch Ning Xiaoman's ear and let her listen carefully,

"Who knows the third prince wants... Did you shout in the palace or in the street?"

Qingkou said this and stunned Ning Xiaoman. He still didn't respond. What did master say,

"I don't understand. I think you're going to marry the third prince. You're too nervous. Your mind won't turn."

Don't say, Ning Xiaoman's mind won't turn now. She's really nervous. When she thinks she's going to marry someone or go to the prince's house, she starts to have a headache, neck pain and uncomfortable all over. She didn't want to marry the third prince at the beginning. It's not that she didn't want to marry Zheng Fusheng, but that she didn't want to enter the third prince's house.

There are too many things she needs to worry about, face and guard against. She feels that if she marries in such a place, she will not enjoy it, but suffer. At that time, she should be wary of her own house, those above the court and those in the backyard of the imperial palace. She can't guard against it. There are enemies on all sides. She's too tired.

"Xiaoman, the third prince is his third prince honestly. You don't have any other thoughts. Do you know? You married the third prince, you will be his third princess honestly. Just wear gold and silver and jade every day. Don't worry about the things in and out of the hall. Those have nothing to do with you, you know?"

When he met an apprentice who could not teach, Qingkou was really helpless,

"Xiaoman, even if you know such a thing in your heart, you should treat it as if there is no such thing at all."

Ning Xiaoman finally nodded. She didn't understand these things, but she was really out of shape now. Ning Xiaoman suddenly had a word in her mind - premarital phobia.