Feng Jing was afraid that the two of them would start fighting because of her, so she quickly spoke: "Pei Shu, he didn't force me, I volunteered to go to Beijing to help him."
Pei Shu heard this and sarcastically mocked Pei Lin: "Haha, His Highness, the dignified King of Jin, actually wants a woman to help. He is really handsome."
Feng Jing was unhappy to listen to this and frowned and looked at Pei Shu: "What's wrong with a woman? Can't women help others?"
Pei Shu originally wanted to mock Pei Lin, but he never thought that Feng Jing would annoy Feng Jing.
Seeing Feng Jing angry, he suddenly became anxious.
"I……"
Pei Lin didn't wait for him to say it, and said casually: "I never look down on women. Whether it is a man or a woman, as long as I have the ability, I respect it."
Feng Jing was satisfied with this, but there was a faint anger in her eyes when she looked at Pei Shu.
"Pei Shu, go back, we will go back to Beijing tomorrow morning."
Pei Shu was frustrated and felt that Pei Lin was a villain. He quickly explained: "I don't look down on women, I just can't be angry with him forcing you."
Feng Jing was about to say that Pei Lin didn't force him. Outside the door, Li Zhen walked in and reported: "Master, someone is here to ask for help."
When Feng Jing heard that he didn't bother to talk to Pei Shu, she stood up and walked out.
Pei Lin also got up and prepared to leave. Pei Shu looked at him and said, "Insidious."
Pei Lin looked at him coldly: "I hope you can speak better than your brain."
When he first met Pei Shu, he was more polite to Pei Shu. Now Pei Shu has repeatedly challenged his bottom line, and Pei Lin is no longer patient.
Pei Shu was stunned. After these days, he forgot that the person in front of him was the cruel and ruthless King of Jin Pei Lin in front of him.
Pei Shu frowned and said in a deep voice: "What the King of Jin is saying."
Pei Lin raised his foot and walked out the door. When he passed by Pei Shu, he looked at him with a smile: "Do you still want to marry her now? If you want to, I have made this decision for her, as long as you want!"
Pei Shu was completely stunned. He originally liked Miss Rong, but when he learned that Miss Rong was the Princess of the Great Yan Jin and his cousin-in-law, he was completely confused.
After returning, he didn't sleep well all night. This morning he received something that Feng Jing was leaving Beijing. He rushed over anxiously and didn't think about anything else.
Now when Pei Lin asked him, Pei Shu didn't know how to reply to this for a moment.
Pei Lin sneered bluntly: "So your liking is nothing more than that."
After saying that, he raised his foot and walked out.
Feng Jing walked in with two people in front of the yard.
A scattered old Taoist priest with a disheveled head and a barefoot robe, depicting a down-and-out old Taoist priest holding a thin and yellow-faced child.
Pei Lin greeted him and asked, "What's wrong?"
Feng Jing looked up at him and said, "This child has colic and needs to be rescued immediately."
After she finished speaking, she looked at the old Taoist priest behind her: "Come in quickly."
The child was in a coma in pain.
Feng Jing took them into the East Wing treatment room, and Pei Lin followed him in.
Intestinal colic is a disease caused by intestinal spasm and contraction problems. It is mostly caused by improper diet or excessive eating of raw and cold food.
Feng Jing quickly took out the golden needle to apply it to the little guy, and asked the old Taoist priest standing on the side.
"Have he had this symptom in the past?"
The old Taoist priest quickly said, "It's been half a year. I took him to see other doctors before. Those doctors prescribed medicine and stopped the pain after taking it, but they still reacted afterwards."
Feng Jing nodded slightly and said, "He is chronic intestinal colic and will have repeated attacks."
The old Taoist priest was anxious: "Is there a way to treat it?"
Feng Jing nodded: "There is naturally a law to cure."
She stopped talking and continued to give the child an injection.
The room was quiet for a moment until Feng Jing received the needle.
At this time, the little guy stopped feeling pain, his face looked much better, and he woke up. He opened his eyes and saw an overly beautiful sister in front of him looking at him.
The little guy blinked, thinking he had read it wrong, so he reached out and touched Feng Jing's face, his big eyes full of brilliance.
The old Taoist priest was startled and quickly reached out to pat the little disciple, scolding him: "Qingxuan, what are you doing?"
Xiao Qingxuan ignored his master and looked at Feng Jing in surprise and said, "Is sister a noble person? So beautiful."
The old Taoist priest looked at Feng Jing with a dark look on his face and embarrassedly said, "Doctor Rong, don't be surprised, he is confused."
After saying that, he reached out and wanted to hug his little disciple, but the little disciple raised his hand and patted his hand away.
"Sister, you are so beautiful, I like you."
Feng Jing was amused by him. This child is really good at speaking, has beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and has a sweet mouth. He has a future in the future.
The little guy smiled and said smoother: "When I see my sister's appearance, my belly stops hurting all of a sudden, I..."
Before he finished speaking, his stomach suddenly roared, and the little Taoist priest blushed suddenly. It was so embarrassing.
Feng Qing immediately ordered Li Laoshi outside to come in with something to prepare for food.
"Little guy, I'll have something to eat right away."
The little guy probably felt embarrassed and stopped talking.
Feng Jing was about to coax him, when Pei Lin, who was standing quietly on one side of the room, suddenly reached out and grabbed Feng Jing's hand and walked out.
Feng Jing was stunned. After reacting, she shouted angrily: "Let go."
Pei Lin ignored her and pulled her all the way to a remote corner of the yard.
Feng Jing looked at him coldly, her eyes slowly falling from his face, and finally fell on Pei Lin's hand that was holding her.
Pei Lin didn't pay attention first, and watched Feng Jing look down. He subconsciously followed her gaze and finally saw himself holding Feng Jing's hand tightly.
Pei Lin's hand couldn't help but burn and subconsciously let go.
His Highness, the King of Jin of Dayan, who had always been calm and calm, froze rarely, and he felt quite incredible. He had never liked to touch others, so why did he change when he came to Feng Jing?
Has he been used to it recently?
Pei Lin had a thought and spoke with compulsive calmness: "I pulled you out to tell you that the old Taoist priest is a famous Taoist priest in Guangyang. He is a person with some skills. You can find a way to make him use it for you."
Feng Jing looked at Pei Lin with shock: "Are you sure? How could he do so miserable if he has the ability?"
Pei Lin didn't know how to answer this for a moment.
Taoist Guangyang really has some ability, but he is also really doing it miserably.
Seeing Pei Lin not speaking, Feng Jing raised her eyebrows and said, "Since he has the ability, why don't you win him over for your use?"
Pei Lin's face was slightly dark, and Feng Jing suddenly realized: "It's not that you didn't win him over."
Pei Lin raised his eyes and looked at Feng Jing with a cool look, turned around and left.
Feng Jing was in a good mood and smiled, turned around and walked towards the east wing.
Pei Lin's face became worse and worse when she heard her flamboyant laughter. She walked towards her room with unkind eyes and eyes. She didn't want to turn around, but she blocked his way.