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Chapter 43 A match made in heaven
The abbot was even aggrieved: "If he doesn't have you in his heart, how can he make a bet and let me lose to give you a talisman pen and talisman paper?"

Feng Shuying looked at him with a complicated expression: "Is it possible that he wants me to draw a talisman on him?"

She solved the curse for him and offered a price of one hundred thousand taels of silver, including all the necessary charms.

She extremely suspected that he saw her ability in drawing talismans and wanted her to draw talisman for him for free.

He didn't like the paper and pen she used to draw talismans, so he asked the abbot to send talisman paper and pens.

The more she thought about it, the more likely it was.

After hearing what she said, the abbot also felt that this was a high possibility.

He hesitated a little and said: "You shouldn't!"

"I have known the prince for many years, and I have never seen him care so much about any woman as he does you."

Feng Shuying said very confidently: "That's because he has never seen such an outstanding talent like me before."

Abbot: "..."

He looked at her with wide eyes, and she spread her hands and said, "Did I say something wrong?"

The abbot said with some emotion: "I am suddenly looking forward to your marriage."

"A talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven?" Feng Shuying asked.

The abbot shook his head: "It's like a chicken and a dog, and there will never be peace."

Feng Shuying: "..."

She thought about how she and Jing Moye had gotten along since they met, and she felt that the abbot's conclusion might be right.

She coughed lightly and said, "You'd better hope for us!"

The abbot chuckled: "Of course I hope you will be well, but you have to work hard to live, don't die!"

"He has already lost seven fiancées. If you die again, he may never be able to find a wife in his life."

"After all, there are not many women who are as capable as you and have such a tough life."

Feng Shuying glanced at him sideways and said, "To each other."

The abbot looked at her, and she smiled and said: "He probably doesn't have many friends around him. As his friend, you are very capable of surviving until now."

The abbot smiled: "That's true."

He didn't know what he thought of when he said this, and said with some emotion: "He is actually a poor person..."

Feng Shuying took over his words and said: "Poor people must be hateful."

Abbot: "..."

He couldn't take it anymore.

The abbot took out the talisman paper and talisman pen and put them in front of her and said, "I've given you the things. You can take care of yourself."

Feng Shuying really needed the talisman paper and talisman pen, so she accepted them directly without being polite to him.

When the abbot was about to leave, he approached her with some gossip and asked: "How did you do this thing in Fahrenheit?"

Feng Shuying said with a smile: "Give me a thousand taels of silver, and I will tell you."

Abbot: "..."

He lifted up the gauze, turned around and left.

Every time he asked Jing Moye something, Jing Moye asked him to guess.

He asked Feng Shuying, and she actually asked him for money.

These two couples are really more annoying than the other!
After Feng Shuying put away her things, she walked out of the teahouse and returned to Lin Mansion.

At this time, the Lin Mansion was in a state of chaos.

She could hear the crying coming from the main house from a distance.

The concierge said to her: "My master has told me that when my cousin comes back, she will go see him."

Feng Shuying nodded. She had to go. There was something going on and there was excitement to watch. It would not be her style not to go. Besides, this is also the time to test the results of her labor this time.

She wanted to know if he liked the cuckold she gave Lin Shuzheng very much.

The concierge looked at her happily walking towards the main house and curled her lips slightly. She was afraid that she didn't know what she was about to face.

If such a big thing happened to Fahrenheit, Lin Shuzheng would definitely vent his anger on her.

When Feng Shuying walked to the door of the main house, a vase was thrown out, and the vase exploded under her feet. She moved aside and hid.

Manager Zhou was standing guard at the door. When he saw her coming, he frowned and said coldly: "Go in, the master is waiting for you."

Feng Shuying glanced at him and saw that his face was blue and his eye sockets were sunken, showing that he had not slept well recently.

The soul fire on his left shoulder that she had extinguished was still extinguished at this time.

And the evil spirit lying on his body was slowly eating away at his vitality.

If this scenario continues, he can live for another ten days at most.

She knew that the reason why he was still alive now was because the evil spirit felt that it would be too easy for him to die directly, and was making him taste life worse than death.

She leaned close to him and whispered: "Manager Zhou seems to be having a bad time recently!"

"I hope Manager Zhou will remember what I once said to you. I have a kind heart and don't want to see anyone suffer."

"If you have something you can't solve, you can come to me."

She said and entered the main room.

Manager Zhou glanced at her with some confusion in his eyes.

Because Feng Shuying's words touched his heart.

Ever since Feng Shuying said those words to him last time, he felt something was wrong all over his body.

He always felt something pressing on him when he slept at night, and when he opened his eyes, he vaguely saw a pale face.

He still recognized that face, so he was extremely scared.

He has hired Taoist priests to exorcise evil spirits from his home in the past few days, but the results have been mediocre.

Not only could he not sleep, he kept seeing that grimace and was very unlucky.

He would fall when walking, and would have nightmares when he rarely fell asleep. This morning when he washed his face, he almost died from swallowing in the washbasin...

And he always felt that his body was very heavy, something heavy was pressing on his shoulders, and his back was always cold.

These days, he can really say that life is worse than death.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Shuying's back, with some hesitation in his eyes.

The evil spirit on him blew on the back of his neck. He shivered with cold and stood outside with his neck curled up.

As soon as Feng Shuying entered, Lin Shuzheng said coldly: "What happened today?"

At this time, Chefu Liu had been dragged down, and Fahrenheit was lying in the back room. She had not yet woken up.

Feng Shuying said innocently: "I don't know!"

Lin Shuzheng said angrily: "You went out with your aunt, and you told me you didn't know anything?"

Feng Shuying replied: "I really don't know anything. When I went to the Buddhist temple today, I didn't see my aunt. The abbot of the Buddhist temple can vouch for me."

Lin Shuzheng stared at her and asked, "How did you separate?"

Feng Shuying replied: "I went out with my aunt today. Her carriage was running very fast in front, and my carriage couldn't keep up behind."

"Cartman Liu led me to a remote place in his carriage. He brought several people with him who wanted to do evil to me. King Chu happened to rush over."

"The King of Chu helped me clean up Liu Chefu and those people, and then took me to the Buddhist temple."

"As for what happens next, I don't know."

(End of this chapter)