Pei Lin did not deny this matter. Feng Jing looked at him and said, "Okay, my injury is not serious, your injury is quite serious. I'll help you stop the bleeding."
Feng Jing's injury was injured by the sword energy. She had used a golden needle to stop the bleeding before, so it was not serious.
Pei Lin was actually killed by an assassin, and his 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 out to take the medicine box from the side of the carriage and signaled Pei Lin to stretch out her injured arm.
Pei Lin did not object and stretched out his injured arm.
Feng Jing treated the wound on his arm and ordered toward Dongli outside.
"Immediately spread everything that happened in the palace tonight, remember the main two points: One of the kings and the princess were injured in rescue, and the other, the Ming King Qin King did not hesitate to assassinate His Majesty in order to marry Xie Xiang's granddaughter Xie Wanying, and the assassin.
At that time, I heard from the granddaughter of the Xiang family.”
"Yes, my subordinates will do this immediately."
Dongli left in response.
Pei Lin turned around and looked into the carriage. Feng Jing cut off half of his sleeve with a dagger. At this time, she was applying an needle to stop the bleeding. After applying the needle, she took Ma Fei and applied it to him.
"The wound is too big. Apply Ma Fei San and I will give you a few stitches later."
After Feng Jing said that, she was afraid that Pei Lin would feel pain, so she looked up and added: "After applying Ma Fei San, the needle will not hurt."
Pei Lin looked at Feng Jing with deep eyes.
For a while, he could see clearly that Feng Jing had been doing her best to help him. Like the palace banquet assassin incident tonight, she could have avoided it, but she was injured with him and made this game.
"What are you doing like this?"
Sometimes Pei Lin can't figure out why Feng Jing is so desperate to help him.
He said she liked him, but she didn't. He said she didn't like him, and tried hard to help him.
He really couldn't understand the joints.
Feng Jing's eyes darkened, and she muttered in her heart, helping you is to help my son, otherwise why would I do so hard?
She looked up, with a smile in her eyes: "It means I'm optimistic about you. If you do your best to help you, you will definitely not treat me badly if you really take the throne of Dayan in the future."
Pei Lin nodded immediately in agreement: "Your words are reasonable. Let's say that, if that day really comes, what kind of reward do you want."
Feng Jing immediately remembered it seriously, and finally looked at Pei Lin jokingly and said, "On that day, can the prince give me a marquis?"
It’s a good thing to be a female master. If you raise a few young guys, her life will be really perfect.
Pei Lin was surprised when he heard Feng Jing's words. This woman's idea was always unexpected.
"There has never been a precedent for the daughter-in-law in the history of the Great Yan."
"There are exceptions in everything, why can't I be this exception?"
Pei Lin thought about it and said seriously: "If that day comes, I will give you a female waiter."
Feng Jing's eyes immediately lit up, and she said quickly: "At that time, I will give me a few young and beautiful servants."
Pei Lin's face immediately turned dark, and his eyes were staring at Feng Jing with dark eyes.
"Are you still a woman?"
Feng Jing saw that his eyes were full of bad intentions, and curled her lips and said, "Why can't a woman have three wives and four concubines?"
Pei Lin frowned fiercely at her: "What are you thinking about in your mind all day long, what is just a deviant thing."
Feng Jing wanted to roll her eyes speechlessly, and said before that I would like to give my daughter to Mr. Hou, isn’t it good?
Could it be that if she was given a female servant, she would be rebellious, and if she gave her a few young servants, she would be rebellious?
Feng Jing thought about pulling the needle and thread in her hand hard. Pei Lin grinned in pain. After all, Ma Fei San is not an anesthetic and cannot penetrate deep into the flesh and blood. So if you put the needle deeper, you will feel pain.
Pei Lin narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "You did it on purpose."
Feng Jing grinned and smiled dryly: "What is the prince saying? I don't understand."
After the words were finished, my strength was getting smaller.
Pei Lin took a deep breath, calmed the anger in his chest, looked at Feng Jing and said, "Don't think about it all day long. Some words are okay to say in front of me, but if you say it, you will be scolded.
die."
Feng Jing didn't say anything, Pei Lin said again: "Did you hear what I said?"
Feng Jing immediately looked up at him: "Which sentence? Master Hou, should you give me some little servants?"
Pei Lin's face turned dark again: "You still said."
Feng Jing was too lazy to get involved with him and said sincerely: "Prince, I understand. I won't say it anymore. I was joking with you just now. You are so exaggerating."
Pei Lin stared at her quietly until she raised her hand to promise that he would let her go.
The carriage from the King of Jin's mansion returned home in a mighty manner.
As soon as the carriage entered the palace, Pei Lin spoke to Feng Jing and said, "I'll ask Xili to treat your wound."
Although Feng Jing stopped bleeding early, she was also injured and the wound must be treated.
Feng Jing refused: "No, just let him take care of you. I'll let the embroidery beads treat the wound, it's okay."
Pei Lin wanted to say again that Feng Jing had got off the carriage. In the carriage behind, Li Xiuzhu and Qingluan hurried over and helped her to Yuehuayuan.
The people in the Jin Prince's Mansion soon learned that the prince and the princess entered the palace to attend the banquet, and the two were injured in order to save the horse.
In Yuehuayuan, when a few little guys saw Feng Jing being injured, they all looked at her with tears in their eyes.
Feng Jing quickly comforted them: "I'm fine, it's not an important injury, I'll be cured soon after taking medicine."
The little guys didn't believe it at all. Feng Jing's sleeves were covered in blood, and she looked very injured.
The little guys were worried that they were bad.
"Mom, you won't have any trouble."
"Who bullied you?"
"I'm going to beat him to death."
Xiao Sibao hugged Feng Jing's other intact arm in fear: "Mom, you won't have anything to do, right?"
Feng Jing touched his head and promised: "Yes, my mother won't have any trouble."
As soon as she finished speaking, Madam Geng walked in outside and reported: "Princess, the princess asked the Xili guard to come over to treat the princess' wounds."
Feng Jing was speechless. Didn’t she say that she had handled it herself before?
However, Pei Lin had already called someone over and it was not easy to drive him back.
"Okay, let him come in and treat me the wound."
Xili walked in with the medicine box. Feng Jing originally asked Li Xiuzhu and Chang Xinghua to take a few little guys down to save them from being hurt when they saw her.
As a result, one of them refused to leave and had a firm attitude to stay with her.
Feng Jing had no choice but to let them go. Finally, the little guys were scared to tears when they saw her wound.
The main hall of Yuehuayuan was in tragic.
Feng Jing had to coax a few little guys, and Xili, who was treating her wounds on one side, also helped to persuade the little guys.
"The princess's wound looks scary, but it actually doesn't hurt the bones. This injury is not a big deal."
Xiao Sibao shouted angrily: "Why isn't it a big deal? I broke a small hole in my hand and it hurts to death. Isn't it a big deal if my mother is hurt like this? Woo woo, there is no good thing in this capital city.