Feng Sang spoke coldly, without a trace of warmth in his voice.
Jing Aotian frowned tightly. "Bei Di, don't you think your words are too rude? We came all the way here just for Xing Mo's eyes. We also want to cure his eyes. Yu'er was so concerned about Xing Mo that she couldn't even spend the New Year with Grandpa An. Isn't this enough to show Yu'er's sincerity? Besides, the situation at the time was not without choice. Xing Mo's blindness was his own choice. How can you put all the blame on Yu'er? Do you think this is fair?"
"Prince Jing, according to what you said, my royal brother is asking for trouble, right?"
"That's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask, have you asked Xingmo? Does he feel resentful? Does he hate Yu'er? What was his mindset when he saved Yu'er? If you condemn him, will he be happy? And what do you think of Xingmo's feelings? He gave for love, not to gain anything. So by doing this, you are denying Xingmo's love."
Hearing this, Feng Sang did not soften her tone. Instead, she snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "That's really nice of you, Prince Jing. Since you can say such respectful words, can you acknowledge his love? Can you give in?"
Jing Aotian stared at her and said indifferently, "I acknowledge his love, but giving in is another matter. Everyone has their own love, but love is not gained by giving in. Unless the Northern Emperor wants me to pity him and sympathize with him, that's another matter."
When An Tingyu heard Jing Aotian's words, her beautiful eyes flashed with light, and she suddenly felt her heart open. Love is not gained by compromise, nor is it pity and sympathy. Isn't this exactly what she said to Xing Mo?
I didn't expect Jing Aotian to say something similar to her. It seems that although Jing Aotian is jealous all the time, he still understands the big principles very well.
After hearing this, Feng Sang frowned and fell silent. Although he was not recognized as a prince and grandson of the emperor, and was not considered a prince in the eyes of the world, Xing Mo was still a person with royal blood after all. How could he become an object of pity and sympathy of others? Moreover, with Xing Mo's temperament, his self-esteem would not be allowed.
"Beidi, things have come to this. Instead of pursuing responsibility, it is better to think of a way to heal Xingmo's eyes, don't you think?" An Tingyu finally spoke.
She did not avoid Feng Sang's desire to stand up for her brother, but these two days, after she calmed down from the incident of Xingmo's blindness, she came to a very rational conclusion, that is, she would not blindly condemn Feng Sang at will, because she only owed Xingmo, she did not owe Feng Sang anything, and if Feng Sang continued to force her, she would not sit and wait to die.
Feng Sang gave him a cold look, but did not confront him again. "Then what do you have in mind?"
"A low-level doctor treats illnesses, a medium-level doctor treats people, and a high-level doctor treats the country. I'm not considered a high-level doctor yet, but I don't want to only cure illnesses without healing people. You should also know that the root of Xingmo's illness is not his eyes, but his heart."
"But you haven't even cured the most basic disease, so how can you talk about curing people?" Feng Sang retorted, with a hint of meaning in his words.
An Tingyu raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm already treating it."
"What do you mean? Is my royal brother willing to see you? I don't think so. It's meal time now, but he is not here. It shows that you can't even see him, so how can you get treatment?" Obviously, Feng Sang was not stupid. She saw through Xing Mo's thoughts at a glance from the scene in front of her.
An Tingyu did not deny it. She shrugged lazily and said, "I saw him when we first arrived, but he hasn't shown up since he knew we were here. But..."
An Tingyu slowly curled her lips. "Through that wall, I told him what I thought, and he ate the food I left for him, so there's still a chance, right?"
"I didn't expect you knew about that wall." Feng Sang was a little surprised.
"What wall?" Jing Aotian asked in confusion. Everyone looked at Feng Sang and An Tingyu, but Feng Sang and An Tingyu just said indifferently in unison, "Nothing!"
You’re kidding!
This is what everyone is thinking. They are clearly targeting two people, but it is rare for them to speak in unison and end up just perfunctorily answering them.
Although everyone knew that An Tingyu and Feng Sang were talking about a secret that they didn't know, it was rare that Feng Sang didn't say anything coldly, so everyone tacitly didn't ask any more questions, except for Xiao Yunxi who knew nothing.
"Mom, what wall?" Xiao Yunxi asked curiously.
An Tingyu looked down at him and said perfunctorily with an expressionless face: "It's the wall! We were saying that the walls here are very strong."
Xiao Yunxi looked back at the walls around her, then looked at An Tingyu, but still didn't understand why they had to discuss just one wall.
Unable to understand, little Yunxi simply stopped asking. He just raised his little head and said to An Tingyu: "Mom, where are we going to play tomorrow? Are we going to my great-grandfather's house?"
An Tingyu's eyes darkened slightly, and she reached out to touch his head, "Xi'er, do you miss your great-grandfather?"
It’s been a long time since the mother and son last visited Fu Zhonghan, and they don’t know how his health is now.
"Yeah!" Little Yunxi nodded vigorously. "I think the jumping dumplings made by my great-grandfather are delicious, and my uncle will buy me a kite."
"Sister An, what is 'tiaotiao'?" Jing Qingwu was obviously very interested in the 'tiaotiao' that Xiao Yunxi mentioned, so she spoke before An Tingyu had time to say anything.
"Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!"
“…”
Not only Jing Qingwu, but everyone else had black lines on their foreheads and their mouths twitched criminally.
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