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"Your Highness Fulou, when will he wake up?" Yueyi poked Jia Ye's face, but this small movement made him blink and open his eyes.

In Fulou's description, Jia Ye looks very good-looking, with a straight nose bridge and deep eye sockets, and healthy wheat-colored skin, without any spots or moles on his face. The long eyelashes set off the amber eyeballs. If it wasn't because he usually dressed so plainly, he would not have paid attention to his appearance.Those nobles with big noses and square faces couldn't look at them at all. Except for their slender and fair little prince, it was the first time they saw such a handsome boy, and his face turned red.Without daring to say anything, he ran to the side and hid, only turning his head after a while.

Jia Ye was propping up his upper body to sit up from the bed, and the bed was made into a nest by him. He was not used to such a luxurious and soft bed.

Yueyi said in a panic, "He, he moved... Your Highness Fulou! He moved!"

Fulou propped his chin, and fell asleep beside the porcelain table in the room, but he was worried about Jia Ye, with this posture, even if he fell asleep, he didn't sleep deeply, so he looked at the bed.

Fulou is most worried about Jia Ye's body, and he has been guarding this room for the past two days.When he woke up, he was eager to ask him how he was feeling, so he rushed to the bed with wide eyes wide awake.But leaning over to the bed, he was silent.

Jia Ye opened his lips and teeth lightly, and only Fulou could hear what he said.

"...Dasha..."

Dasha.

Is it this person's name that Jia Ye is calling?

This is a very familiar name, Fulou has heard it before, and it was this name that Jia Ye called him when he mistook him last time.

It seems that I and Dasha should look very similar, or exactly the same?

So when he approached, Jia Ye mistook him again.

Fulou pushed him back into the bed and pulled the quilt for him.

Jia Ye had no strength in his whole body, and fell in along, only to realize that the surrounding scene was very strange.

In addition to Dasha's face, there are also brilliant frescoes on the ceiling and crystal chandeliers. Although these are covered by the thin curtains on the bed, he can clearly feel that the decoration here is very gorgeous.Looking sideways, a huge curtain embroidered with complicated patterns covers a floor-to-ceiling window. Inside the house, there are many small statues of gods and ghosts, and lotus potted plants are placed.

"You rest well, the injury is not healed yet."

"This is where?……"

Kaya asked unconsciously.

"Can't you tell? This is a palace. I'm Prince Fulou. We met once. This time, don't mistake me."

Fulou is wearing golden earrings and earrings. Looking closely, his face is glowing. Although his face is clear and smooth, it is almost the same as Dasha, but when he speaks, he is much more cheerful than Dasha.

Make no mistake.

This sentence reminded Jia Ye that looking at the current situation, this place really looks like a decoration that only a palace would have.

"Floating building... Prince."

The prince of Galore, what happened when he worshiped in Duoling half a year ago broke into Jia Ye's mind again.

He would definitely not forget such a wonderful story, but when this person appeared again and confirmed his identity with him like this, he had to believe that this was not a story.

There really is another Dasha...

"Do you feel uncomfortable now?"

Fulou lay on the side of the bed, almost asking questions against Jia Ye's face, and the two got very close.

Jia Ye felt tired again, how did he get here?Prince Fulou, how did he find him, a series of questions, I don't know which one to ask first.He closed his eyes.

"Ah? You fell asleep again? Forget it, go to sleep, I'll watch you here."

Jia Ye was just tired, he really felt sore all over, he wanted to hold on, but yesterday he was so hurt that he didn't even eat much food, at night he reached his limit, he probably fainted, and he was here when he woke up.

In the blurred vision, a thin and small body climbed onto the big bed and sat cross-legged on the side of the bed. Perhaps a little tired, Fulou stretched out his arms and lay down beside him.

He didn't cover the quilt, just lay down together, probably also very tired.

Such closeness is like sleeping with Dasha in a cabin in the countryside.

Very peace of mind.

After sleeping for a while, Jia Ye felt that his body had recovered a lot and wanted to eat something. However, he appeared in the palace as a countryman, and others were surprised that it was too late. How could they prepare food for him?

Jia Ye flipped the quilt, and Prince Fulou beside him was turned over by him, as if remembering something, he immediately sat up.

"You're awake! Great."

Jia Ye hummed, and he had already climbed out of bed. He found that there was a pair of sandals prepared for him on the ground, and he was wearing the new clothes that the maid put on for him. Made of good fabric.Stretching out his hand, it still fits well, and no one took off the fluorite necklace for him, it was still dangling on his chest.

"Jia Ye... Jia Ye!"

Fulou rubbed his eyes and showed a very happy smile. He felt happy from the bottom of his heart. He called Jia Ye's name for the first time, and called twice in a row before he aroused Jia Ye's attention.

Prince, Prince of Fulou.Yes, he is in the palace now, how could this person...not be a prince.

Jia Ye rubbed her temples for a while, and finally woke up. There are still many places on her body that are in pain, but the scars on her face have been cured by the medicine, and the swelling has subsided.

"Jia Ye, if you feel uncomfortable, you can sleep for a while."

Looking at the way Jia Ye rubbed his head, he looked like he couldn't believe the environment he was in, trying to wake himself up completely, Fulou wanted to laugh but held back.

At this time, the little maid Yueyi whispered by the door: "Your Highness Fulou, he may be hungry..."

"Oh! By the way, hurry up, go and get some food." Fulou waved her hand to drive her away, her expression was happier than ever at the moment, and Yueyi was infected and ran away like a lively little rabbit go out.

The image of Fulou is very enthusiastic. He instructed Jia Ye to dress neatly, and took out a wooden comb to help him comb his broken hair.It is in stark contrast to the previous image of the scarred little soil turtle.

"thanks……"

Jia Ye stood and fiddled with him, but didn't know what to say, so she pursed her lips, choked out a thank you for a long time, and sat down at the table.

Except for Dasha, Kaye is usually very silent in front of people he doesn't know. He had a relationship with Prince Fulou, but he was just a stranger after all. His luxurious attire and hearty smile are very Strange, with a few more glances and confirmation of identity, he can clearly distinguish that this person is not the Dasha he is familiar with.

Yesterday, I seemed to see Dasha's figure, but in fact, I met Prince Fulou by chance.

Jia Ye smirked at his stupidity, how could Dasha have the money to come to the city?

"I should go back to the barracks." Jia Ye said to himself.

"You haven't eaten yet!" Fulou patted the table, afraid that he would get up and leave the next second.

Soon, a few maids knocked on the door and entered the room with colorful fruits and snacks. After that, someone came in with a variety of rich dishes. This situation made Jia Ye feel overwhelmed, but escaped It's not a method, not to mention he hasn't eaten for two days.

"Eat quickly."

The maid brought in a basin and towels, Fulou washed his hands, and ate with a small spoon.

Jia Ye's tableware was placed in front of him, but he didn't do it for a long time.

After eating for a while, Fulou couldn't help picking up the spoon in front of Jiaye to feed him. He scooped up whatever he wanted and stuffed it into Jiaye's mouth.

At first glance, there is a piece of radish covered in soup in the spoon.As if confused by the scent, Jia Ye bit off this piece of food, and the radish melted after a sip of it. The moderately warm and fresh spice smell dissolved in the mouth, and there was no need to chew at all.

"It's delicious, by the way, how old are you, eat it yourself, don't let me feed you."

Fulou's eyes pointed to the sumptuous table of delicious dishes, so Jia Ye had no choice but to start the meal by himself. The maids had silently left the room in order not to disturb the two of them eating, and the atmosphere became more delicate.

At this time, Jia Ye said softly.

"I'm... 16 years old."

Fulou opened his eyes wide, and the hands that were about to pass something into his mouth stopped in the air.

"Ah...you're just one year older than me? I thought you were at least ten years old, eat something quickly."

Jia Yesheng is much stronger than some of his peers. Although the muscles on his arms are not obvious, but the curves are good-looking, coupled with his handsome appearance, it is this that makes Fulou misunderstand.

Fulou explained the names of these dishes to him. Jia Ye had hardly heard of these dishes before, so he listened to Fulou's introduction silently and ate for a long time before finishing the meal.

Fulou patted her stomach and stretched herself.

"I'm full."

But as soon as he put down the spoon, Jia Ye immediately got up again.

"I'm going back to the barracks."

Fulou grabbed the hem of his clothes and begged.

"Why did you go back? Can't you stay a little longer? By the way, I have a swordsmanship practice class today, can you stay with me in the palace?"

But these Jia Ye didn't dare to be interested at all, he didn't even dare to look at Prince Fulou's face now, for fear that he would think too much.

He used to be very close to Dasha, but now facing the same Fulou, he didn't dare to touch it. As soon as the Fulou touched the corner of his clothes, he suddenly moved away.

"I'm going back, Your Highness Fulou?"

He turned his head and imitated those guards to bow and salute.

Fulou looked at him disappointedly, the joy just now vanished.

"Just call me by my name, I allow you. But, do you really want to go back?"

"...I'm here to join the army, so I can't enjoy myself in the palace."

Kaye's attitude was firm, without blinking an eye.Fulou pouted and pouted.

"Okay then, I'll take you back."

In this way, before the injury was fully healed, Jiaye was arranged by Fulou to be put into a silver open carriage, and returned to the military camp as if traveling a long distance.

Of course, Fulou also sat beside him and accompanied him all the way.

The burly man who bullied Jia Ye yesterday and a few of his followers found that Jia Ye hadn't returned to the dormitory all night, and thought that something had happened to him. They were afraid that someone would find out and punish them, but on the sandy surface of the crude training camp, suddenly He broke into a gleaming carriage, the hooves of the white horse with strong nails were perfectly tamed, and when it stopped, it seemed that no dust was raised, which made the training recruits present stunned and opened their mouths wide. Everyone knew that the royal family or noble young masters were coming, and they all came out to watch.

As soon as the people on the carriage got off, someone recognized that it was the young Kaye who entered the training camp a few days ago.

From the mouth of the guards, it could be heard that next to Jia Ye was Prince Fulou, who was wearing all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, and Fulou got off his horse to take care of his clothes.

Seeing that there were more and more people watching, several guards knelt down first, and a group of motley recruits also knelt down, but everyone couldn't agree on what to say, and they didn't know when they would yell out the phrase "See Your Highness the Prince".

Jia Ye also wanted to kneel and salute together, but was held back by Fu Lou. Seeing Jia Ye's clothes were neat and tidy, Fu Lou folded his arms and said to the row of onlookers:

"This is my friend, Jia Ye, if any of you dare to do something to him..." Fulou raised the corner of his mouth and showed a bright smile, and he didn't finish what he said after that, but everyone knew it well.

"Don't dare, dare not! Your Royal Highness! Wise! Caomin dare not again!"

Jia Ye saw at a glance that it was the burly man who stole his iron box, with a weeping voice, and he kowtowed several times in a row. He might have thought that Jia Ye had filed a complaint, but in fact he did not tell himself.

"I'm all right."

Jia Ye was very grateful to Fulou for taking care of him, he said softly, and patted Fulou on the back to ask him to go back.

Fulou got into the carriage again under the kneeling of several guards. Jia Ye waved his hand to say goodbye to him, but the others still couldn't kneel until the carriage left.

After Fulou left, other people rushed up to ask questions. The burly man wiped his tears, pretended to be pitiful, and bowed deeply to Jia Ye first.

The younger brothers who mixed with him also showed extremely sad expressions behind him.

The burly man said in a crying voice: "Jia Ye, I didn't expect you to be the celebrity in front of the prince. We all blamed you wrongly. I hope you have a lot of adults. Don't argue with us! Please! Count me in, Ali, please!"

"Yes, yes, Jia Ye, we will rely on you to cover us from now on...you are our boss!"

"We picked up that iron box of yours! Well, we must find a way to get all the money back for you!"

Several young men whose names he couldn't name all came up to please him, but Jia Ye just walked out of them waving his hands.

However, after this incident happened, Kayah, who was originally excluded, became a celebrity in the training camp. He was friends with the prince of Garol. This explosive news immediately spread to everyone's ears. Almost everyone knew him, some detoured when they saw him, and some came up to please him.

In particular, the burly man named Ali and his brothers really returned all the money in the iron box to him, even a little more money than before. Jia Ye felt very relieved and couldn't blame him. It's just that he still maintains an indifferent personality, doesn't communicate much with other people, but has a bunch of little followers behind him.