Pei Lin did not deny this. Feng Jing looked at him and said, "Okay, my injury is not serious, but your injury is quite serious. Let me help you stop the bleeding."
Feng Jing's injury was caused by sword energy. She had used a gold needle to stop the bleeding before, so it was not serious.
Pei Lin actually received a blow from the assassin, and the wound was bleeding out at this moment.
There was a strong smell of blood in the carriage, and Feng Jing couldn't stand it anymore.
She reached for the medicine box from the side of the carriage and motioned to Pei Lin to stretch out his injured arm.
Pei Lin did not object and stretched out his injured arm.
Fengjing treated the wound on his arm, and he ordered towards Dongli outside.
"Immediately spread the word about everything that happened in the palace tonight. Remember the two main points. One is that the king and the princess saved him from being injured. The other is that in order to marry Xie Wanying, the granddaughter of Prime Minister Xie, King Qin of Ming Dynasty did not hesitate to assassinate His Majesty before the assassin.
At that time, I came up with Xie Xiang’s granddaughter’s idea.”
"Yes, I will take care of this immediately."
Dongli responded and left.
Pei Lin turned around and looked inside the carriage. Feng Jing used a dagger to cut off half of his sleeve. At this time, she was applying acupuncture to stop his bleeding. After applying the acupuncture, she took some hemp and spread it on him.
"The wound is too big. I'll apply numbing powder on it and I'll give you some stitches later."
After Feng Jing finished speaking, she was afraid that Pei Lin might find it painful, so she raised her head and added: "After applying Ma Fei powder, the stitches won't hurt."
Pei Lin looked at Feng Jing with dark eyes.
This time, he could clearly see that Feng Jing had been trying her best to help him. She could have avoided the assassination incident at the palace banquet tonight, but she was injured along with him and did this.
"Why are you working so hard?"
Pei Lin sometimes couldn't figure out why Feng Jing worked so hard to help him.
She may say she likes him, but she doesn't. She may say she doesn't like him, but she tries her best to help him.
He really couldn't figure out the joints.
Feng Jing's eyes darkened, and she murmured in her heart, "I'm helping my son by helping you, otherwise why would I be working so hard."
She raised her head with a smile in her eyes: "It means that I am optimistic about you. I have tried my best to help you. If you really win the throne of Dayan in the future, you will definitely not treat me badly."
Pei Lin immediately nodded in agreement: "What you said makes sense. Tell me, if that day comes, what kind of reward do you want."
Feng Jing immediately thought about it seriously, and finally looked at Pei Lin jokingly and said, "When that day comes, can the prince grant me the status of a marquis?"
It's good to be a queen. When the time comes and she raises a few more babies, her life will be truly complete.
Pei Lin was very surprised after hearing Feng Jing's words. This woman's ideas are always unexpected.
"There has never been a precedent for a female Marquis in the history of Dayan."
"There are exceptions to everything, why can't I be the exception?"
Pei Lin thought about it and said seriously, "If that day comes, I will give you a female queen."
Feng Jing's eyes immediately lit up, and then she said quickly: "When the time comes, I will also be given some young and beautiful servants."
Pei Lin's face immediately darkened, and his dark eyes stared at Feng Jing fiercely.
"Are you still a woman?"
Feng Jing saw that his eyes were full of evil, curled her lips and said, "Why can't a man have three wives and four concubines, but a woman can't?"
Pei Lin frowned fiercely and looked at her: "What are you thinking about all day long? You are thinking about deviant things."
Feng Jing was speechless and wanted to roll her eyes. She said earlier that she would be given the title of a daughter-in-law, wasn't it good?
Could it be that giving her the title of queen-in-waiting would not be deviant, but giving her a few servants would be deviant.
Feng Jing thought about it and pulled the needle and thread in her hand hard. Pei Lin grinned in pain. Ma Fei Powder must not be an anesthetic after all and cannot penetrate deep into the bones and flesh, so if the needle is inserted deeper, it will feel pain.
Pei Lin narrowed his eyes at Feng Jing and snorted angrily: "You did it on purpose."
Feng Jing grinned and said, "I don't understand what the prince is saying."
As he finished speaking, his strength finally weakened.
Pei Lin took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in his chest, looked at Feng Jing and said: "Don't think about it all day long. It's okay to say some things in front of me, but if you spread it, you will be scolded."
die."
Feng Jing said nothing, and Pei Lin said again: "Did you hear what I said?"
Feng Jing immediately raised her head and looked at him: "Which sentence? Should the queen be given a few servants?"
Pei Lin's face turned dark again: "You still said..."
Feng Jing was too lazy to argue with him about this matter, and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, I understand, and I won't say it again in the future. I was joking with you just now. You are too above the line."
Pei Lin stared at her quietly, and he didn't let her go until she raised her hand to promise.
The carriage of Prince Jin's Mansion returned to the Mansion in great force.
As soon as the carriage entered the palace, Pei Lin said to Feng Jing, "I'll ask Xili to treat your wound."
Although Fengjing stopped the bleeding early, she was still injured and the wound must be treated.
Fengjing refused: "No, just let him take care of you. I'll let Xiuzhu take care of the wound. It'll be fine."
Pei Lin wanted to say something more, but Feng Jing had already got off the carriage. In the carriage behind, Li Xiuzhu and Qing Luan hurriedly came over and helped her go to Yuehua Courtyard.
People in Prince Jin's palace soon learned that the prince and princess had entered the palace for a banquet, and they were injured one after another in order to save them.
In Yuehua Courtyard, several little ones saw Feng Jing being injured, and they all looked at her with tears in their eyes.
Fengjing quickly reassured them: "I'm fine, it's not an important injury. I'll be fine soon after taking the medicine."
The little guys didn't believe it at all. Feng Jing's sleeves were stained with blood, and she looked like she was seriously injured.
The little ones are worried.
"Mom, will you be okay?"
"Who bullied you?"
"I'm going to beat him to death."
Little Si Bao hugged Feng Jing's other intact arm in fear: "Mother, you will be fine, right?"
Feng Jing touched his head and assured: "Yes, mother will be fine."
As soon as she finished speaking, Nanny Geng came in and reported: "Princess, the prince asked the Xili guards to come over and treat the princess's wounds."
Fengjing was speechless. Didn't she say she would handle it herself before?
But Pei Lin has already called people over, so it's hard to send them back.
"Okay, let him come in and treat my wound."
Xi Li walked in with a medicine box, and Feng Jing originally asked Li Xiuzhu and Chang Xinghua to take the little ones down so that they wouldn't feel uncomfortable seeing her injury.
As a result, several of them refused to leave and insisted on staying with her.
Feng Jing had no choice but to let them go. Finally, when the little ones saw her wounds, they all cried in fear.
The main hall of Yuehuayuan was miserable.
Feng Jing had to coax a few little ones, and Xi Li, who was treating her wounds on one side, also helped to persuade the little ones.
"The princess's wound looks scary, but in fact it doesn't hurt any bones. This injury is not a big deal."
Xiao Sibao yelled angrily: "Why isn't it a big deal? A small cut on my hand hurts like hell, and my mother is injured like this. Isn't it a big deal? Wow, no one in this capital is good.