Transmigrate to be Queen

The third prince took the cap off Man'er's head and slowly removed it. The Xi Niang next to him quickly took over the gold scale in the third prince's hand, took off the cap on the top, and sang a set of happy words. However, the male and female protagonists in the singing words were not disturbed by her. She looked at each other, and her tenderness rose from the bottom of her eyes.

"Maner -"

Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, gently stroked Ning Xiaoman's face and laughed in the room. Although they were all kind smiles, they also woke up the two people immersed in their own thoughts.

Ning Xiaoman's face was already pink and completely red. The whole person subconsciously fell back to avoid the touch of the third prince. Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, hurriedly stretched out his hand and held Ning Xiaoman. His face was also red.

"After drinking a glass of wine, I will be white headed all my life."

Xi Niang didn't care what they were ashamed of at the moment. The ceremony had to go on. She quickly brought two small jasper glasses of wedding wine to the couple's hand.

The two people held the wine cup, red face, hooked their arms, and drank the wine in their hands to the bottom. Xi Niang took the cup and threw it at hand. The two cups were just one up and one down. This technique was very skilled. The next happy words were even more skilled. It was even slower to hear Ning Xiaoman and Zheng Fusheng's red faces.

The procedure goes step by step. When the bed is full of jujubes, peanuts, longans and lotus seeds, the ceremony is finally over. Xi Niang urges the third prince to entertain guests outside, but the third prince is not willing to leave. It's been a long time since I saw maner. It's not easy to see me.

It's just that it's impossible not to go. There are still many guests waiting outside. Anyway, it's also the prince's wedding. Even ministers who are not too close can't help showing their faces at this time. This is for the prince. It's for the emperor's face. Naturally, the third Prince Zheng Fusheng can't help giving these ministers face.

He had to quickly get close to Man'er's ear,

"Man'er, I'll be right back. You wait for me."

Then she got up quickly and turned out of her new house. Xi Niang went out with a room full of spectators.

The room suddenly calmed down. Ning Xiaoman had time to look around the room. Sure enough, this is the bedroom once used by the third prince. However, the whole room has been renovated and has changed greatly. After changing the furniture and decoration, even the placement position of the furniture has changed.

"You really listened to my opinion."

Ning Xiaoman is very satisfied with the change of the room. This is all the information he conveyed through Qingkou, and Zheng Fusheng made the change according to his own ideas, which makes Ning Xiaoman very complacent.

"Yes, I'm happy now that I've listened to you."

I didn't expect to be heard. Ning Xiaoman curled his mouth,

"Master, why are you so haunted? I just muttered this sentence myself. You even eavesdrop."

Qingkou immediately raised his eyes,

"Who eavesdropped? Who eavesdropped? I just happened to enter the house when you were talking. You little heartless, I'm worried about you for nothing."

Seeing the master burst immediately, Muling hurried to rescue the siege,

"Master, it's a happy day for the eldest lady today. What can make her happy? You have to tease her. Can't you let her?"

"Look, wooden bell still loves me. Master, it's bad for me if you have wooden bell."

Listen, Ning Xiaoman talks to herself with a little coquettish. The corners of Qingkou's mouth bend, and the smile in his eyes rippling. Such a Xiaoman is the most real Xiaoman.

She didn't make any change because she entered the third prince's yard. It was Ning Xiaoman, who was straightforward and obedient, which finally reassured Qingkou. She was really afraid that Xiaoman would become unknown to her because of the change of status. She had seen too many precedents.

Now it's really gratifying to see that Ning Xiaoman can rationally treat the change of her status. This is her disciple. No matter poor or rich, she has her own set of attitude towards life and won't be shaken by external factors. Such a quality is really hard to get.

"Xiaoman, it's good for you."

Qingkou said this without beginning or end. Ning Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then he understood the meaning of the master, and the smile on his face became dense and warm.

"Wooden bell, help me clean up these things quickly. It's too annoying to lie or sit."

Ning Xiaoman suddenly patted the bed hard. Those peanuts and lotus seeds jumped up under Ning Xiaoman's palm.

Looking at Ning Xiaoman's arrogant and pretentious appearance, the three people laughed together. If only they could live like this all the time, just like when they were in Ning mansion, when there were only three of them in this room, it was just that it was almost a kind of extravagant hope.