Transmigrate to be Queen

Hearing that Ning Xiaoman called people "thousand brother", he dared to be so righteous with himself. The third prince was more angry. She didn't want to argue with this girl, but she was still strong,

"If I say I can't scream, you won't listen to me?"

There was no reason to be reasonable. The third prince was angry directly. Ning Xiaoman looked at the third prince with a gloomy face. Suddenly, she felt the humiliation of taking out her heart and trying to give it to someone, but being crushed and trampled on by someone. She deeply saluted the third prince. She bowed down and became a master and servant from now on.

"It's the servant's fault. It annoys your highness three. Please calm down."

Ning Xiaoman clenched her fist, pulled her nails into the meat, and her voice trembled uncontrollably, but she tried to keep calm and didn't expose her feelings too obviously.

"I'm going to get the meal now. Please wait a moment, your highness."

After a long time without waiting for his highness three to cry, Ning Xiaoman's heart completely sank to the bottom of the valley, and the remaining little hope was completely annihilated.

"Xiaoman -"

I don't know how long later, the third prince opened his mouth. Before the third prince said anything, Ning Xiaoman thought he let himself get up, turned and walked to the door, but he was caught up by the third prince in two big steps and dragged back.

"Xiaoman, I..."

However, when the third prince saw the face in front of him, all his words were blocked in his throat, and the pretty face in front of him was full of tears.

"You... I..."

The third prince didn't know how to explain his mood. He didn't mean to get angry with Xiaoman. However, he had lost his temper with her twice in a short morning.

"I'm sorry, your highness, your servant has lost his manners. Please forgive me, your highness. I'll go and get lunch now. Even if you want to scold your servant, you'll have to wait until you get the meal back. Don't be hungry, your highness. You're golden and jade. You can't be careless."

She tried to keep her voice steady, turned a blind eye to her tears and gave a gift again. Ning Xiaoman wanted to get rid of the shackles of the third prince and leave herself quickly. She didn't want to cry, let alone cry in front of him. It was a shame. He was the prince. Naturally, he could lose his temper at will. What could he be wronged.

Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, reached the handkerchief on the table and quickly wiped his tears for Ning Xiaoman. He knew she was wronged, so he was distressed, but he didn't know how to tell his mind. He was too strange to the feelings between men and women. This was the first woman to break into his heart, so he completely lost his attitude when facing her.

The more you want to keep, the easier it is to be hurt,

"Xiaoman, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Don't cry first. Let's talk slowly, OK?"

Want to say some soft words to stop her tears, but her tears are flowing more and more.

"There is nothing wrong with you. It's all the fault of slaves and maids. As the prince, you can't disobey your orders. Just nod your head and say 'yes'. It's really a violation. Please see, your highness, for the sake of your previous efforts, spare the slaves and maids. It's really not possible. You'll punish the slaves again when they go to get the meal."

Although wronged, Ning Xiaoman also knows that the Third Prince did not do anything wrong. You asked the minister to die and the minister had to die. He should have obeyed unconditionally. Besides, he just asked himself to change his name. Why bother to compete with him? He is 30 years old and has grown to a pig.

The reason why the tears can't stop is actually a farewell to the past. The boy who used to be loved as a little brother is gone forever. The two can't return to their former intimacy. When thinking of his injury and lying in bed, he stroked his cheek, the tenderness of his eyes seems to be still in front of him.

Ning Xiaoman suddenly felt that his heart was empty. He wanted to take care of the teenager all the time. He had no reason to circle him under his wings, and his tenderness to himself also stopped yesterday. Yesterday is the past, that is, he can't come back forever.

"The slave and maidservant will go back, and your punishment will be reserved for the slave and maidservant to come back."

Ning Xiaoman turns around again. Even if he comes back and will be punished, he should be punished. He has too much extravagance, but he still loves him. He is reluctant to let him starve.

But the third prince's hand clenched his sleeve, but it didn't loosen at all. Ning Xiaoman couldn't get rid of it. He looked back at the third prince and was surprised at his persistence. The third prince shouldn't be such a fussy person. Even if he no longer valued himself, he shouldn't be so eager to punish him. Just, do he have a choice?

Ning Xiaoman doesn't cry anymore. Her tears don't fall anymore, but the tears on her face are still clear. The third prince gently caresses Ning Xiaoman's face with his handkerchief, and then gently wipes it. It seems that she is afraid that Ning Xiaoman will be hurt if her hand is a little heavier.

"Your Highness --"

Ning Xiaoman hides behind and doesn't want to have any close contact with him. After all, he is already two people. He will only be a master and servant in the future.

"Xiaoman."

Ning Xiaoman felt his waist tight and was suddenly held in his arms by the third prince,

"I like you!"