At this time, she only had some regrets on her face, not mixed with anything else.

After sighing again, Peng Jing turned to look at Wang Lan, who had already stood up from the sofa.

"Feng Yu, this is what you said about Mr. Wang, right?"

Without waiting for Feng Yu to speak, Wang Lan took the lead in speaking: "It's me, Aunt Peng." ”

"Yo, it's a big beauty again. I discovered a secret, Celadon girlfriends and sisters are all beautiful women. It makes me, an old woman, want to join Celadon girlfriends, but unfortunately I'm too old, too fat, and too short. Peng Jing was very good at talking, and in a word, she praised all the women present.

In self-deprecation, he also revitalized the atmosphere of the hall, and by the way, dissipated the embarrassment of rubbing Song Celadon and Feng Yu before.

"Aunt Peng, you're not old, if you don't mind, I still want to join your girlfriend group. Song Celadon answered.

"Me too. Wang Lan said.

"And me. Qin Su'er also said,

"Can I?" Su Bao'er raised her hand.

"Come on, come on, it's easy to join my girlfriends' group, as long as you can square dance. As soon as you walk to the square, dance a square dance, twist a Yangge, and you are best friends. ”

Peng Jing said very seriously that she didn't laugh, but she made Wang Lan, Song Celadon , Qin Shu'er, Su Bao'er, and Feng Yu laugh.

However, Peng Jing did not succeed in making Wei Wanqing and Manshu laugh.

Manshu doesn't laugh because she never likes to laugh.

Wei Wanqing didn't smile because she sensed Peng Jing's hostility towards Qin Munan.

Peng Jing will hide her emotions again, but under Wei Wanqing's nose, there is still no way to hide.

For Wei Wanqing, Qin Munan is her whole world, and Peng Jing is hostile to Qin Munan, that is, hostile to her.

Of course, she will not have a good face towards hostile people.

Wei Wanqing's attitude, Peng Jing naturally found out.

For more than 30 years, she has been engaged in security work in the Feng family, and she can easily notice every expression and movement of the people present. However, she didn't care too much, after all, she only cared about Song Celadon what she thought of her. Other people's, she doesn't care.

"Don't talk about it, I have to see Mr. Wang first. ”

After casually glancing at Wei Wanqing, Peng Jing shifted her gaze back to Wang Lan, "You sit on the sofa first, put your hands on the marble table, and I'll check your pulse." ”

"Okay, Aunt Peng. I'm sorry for you. Wang Lan said, sat down according to the words, and rested his hands on the table.

Peng Jing nodded, sat on Wang Lan's side, and did not rush to check the pulse, but asked: "Mr. Wang, I have a question before taking the pulse." ”

"Aunt Peng, please speak. ”

"Look at the way you look now, you don't look like you're sick. ”

"Aunt Peng, that's right, before you come. Mu Nan helped me treat it first. I asked you to help me see it, thinking that you could find me some way to recuperate. ”

Peng Jing nodded, glanced at Qin Munan more, stopped talking, stretched out his right hand, pressed the middle finger and index finger of his right hand on Wang Lan's wrist, concentrated and calmed, closed his eyes and explored.

While Peng Jing was taking her pulse, the hall entered a brief silence without making a sound.

Qin Munan looked at it and didn't say a word. Seeing Peng Jing's movements, she knew that this woman was not an ordinary Chinese medicine practitioner.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway. In the eyes of a layman, Peng Jing just stretched out two fingers and pressed them on Wang Lan's wrist, but under Qin Munan's eyes, Peng Jing's hand was not simple, and the two fingers seemed to be pressed on the wrist, but in fact they did not touch Wang Lan's skin.

This is a rare and rare pulse of the Imperial Qi Exploration.

As the name suggests, the Chinese medicine practitioner of ancient martial arts uses the royal energy to probe the pulse of the patient. The subtlety of this technique is that without touching the patient's skin, it is possible to accurately determine the patient's condition based on the turbulent effect of the vitality.

This kind of pulse exploration technique, even in the era when ancient martial arts were prevalent, is rare, not to mention the modern times when ancient martial arts and traditional Chinese medicine are both down.

There is no doubt that Peng Jing is a master.

After about a minute, Peng Jing's fingers withdrew from Wang Lan's wrist, her eyelids moved, her eyes opened, and her gaze immediately turned to Qin Munan.

"Young man, you seem to be very interested in my way of taking the pulse, you seem to know Chinese medicine very well?"

Although her eyes were closed, as an experienced bodyguard, Peng Jing easily noticed that Qin Munan's gaze had been focused on her fingers and had never left.

"I don't understand very much, I understand some. Qin Mu Nan opened his mouth and didn't say much.

"It's not that I understand something, but it's quite powerful. Mu Nan is not modest. You just shook my hand, and it didn't take a few strokes to relieve my menstrual cramps, and you are skillful in your technique, unlike people who only know a little. Wang Lan said.

In the past year, she has seen many masters of traditional Chinese medicine, some of whom are famous and often appear in newspaper news, and some of whom are touted and praised in folk alleys, these people have the ability, but none of them can relieve the pain with Qin Munan's handshake.

Qin Munan understood a little, she felt too modest.

"This kid is dishonest. Peng Jing said gently, as if she was reprimanding her own children, which was very charitable.

After speaking, Peng Jing's gaze returned to Wang Lan, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, revealing a look of doubt.

"What's the matter, Aunt Peng?" Wang Lan noticed Peng Jing's expression and asked her.

"Before menstrual cramps, did you have a lot of emotional ups and downs?"

When Wang Lan heard Peng Jing's words, she was slightly surprised, she could know her state of mind before the onset of dysmenorrhea, Peng Jing was too divine.

"Yes, I listened to the piano music played by Mu Nan just now, and I fell into too deep a feeling, thinking of some sad things about me, so I was a little depressed. ”

"Look at you, you're in trouble. You kid, you play the piano so well, even Mr. Wang has fallen, no wonder you can please Miss Celadon love. Have you used this to capture the hearts of many girls before? Peng Jing smiled and pointed at Qin Munan, her voice was soft, not like a reprimand, but more like talking about her own dishonest juniors.

"I said, Feng Yu has the ability and a good personality, why did he lose to you? Now I know, he didn't lose unjustly, he knew his career and work all day long, and he didn't know how to please women. Such a man, who likes it. ”

After speaking, Peng Jing shook her head with a smile on her face.

Peng Jing's words, ordinary people heard this, and they only thought that Peng Jing was complaining about Qin Munan, a descendant, as an elder.

But Song Celadon is not an ordinary person, she is a woman of the Song family, the meaning of these words, there is nothing wrong with it at first hearing, it is like praising Qin Munan and belittling Feng Yu, but if you chew it carefully, it is not that taste. This is obviously stepping on Qin Munan's praise of Feng Yu, saying that Qin Munan does not learn and has no skills, and thinks about women's minds all day long, and uses playing the piano to deceive women's hearts.

Thinking of this, Song Celadon stopped doing it, his face turned slightly cold, and said, "Aunt Peng, you can't say that about Mu Nan." ”

Peng Jing saw that Song Celadon was angry, and she didn't panic, but said calmly: "Miss Celadon Miss, don't think about it, I didn't mean to belittle your boyfriend." Your boyfriend can shake hands to relieve Mr. Wang's menstrual cramps, which few people can do. With such ability, how can I say that he doesn't learn and can't do anything? You, you're falling, and your heart is full of him. ”

Peng Jing explained easily, and at the end, she also made fun of Song Celadon and said that Song Celadon loved Qin Munan too much.

"I ......" Song Celadon saw that Peng Jing could still be relaxed, thinking that he had misunderstood Peng Jing and wanted to explain.