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Yueyi carefully smeared the potion on Fulou, and wrapped layer after layer of gauze until Fulou's closed eyes finally opened slowly, gritted her teeth and said slowly: "That's it, no It hurts."

It's obviously not a serious problem, but Fulou pretended to be extremely pitiful, just to make Jia Ye stay beside him every step of the way.

"Jia Ye, your swordsmanship has improved again? It seems that His Highness Fulou has been completely lost."

Accompanied by the sound of elegant footsteps, Indra walked in clapping his hands and smiled at Kaya.He hadn't seen Kayah for a few days, and when he just came back from the conscription training camp, he heard from the maid that he and Prince Fulou had hurt each other while practicing swords, and the result was only a small injury on his palm, which made Indra dumbfounded.

"Lord Indra, thank you."

Jia Ye saluted and said indifferently, but he didn't know whether it was a mockery or a compliment.

Today's Jia Ye is already a little different from his height, standing side by side, Fulou's figure looks very slender.Indra patted Kaya on the back, and raised a smile on the corner of his lips: "This time I will bring you good news. In a short time, you can go back to your hometown, but, Kaye, you should Don't you have any relatives?"

Jia Ye was startled.

Home?He has been away there for five years.In the past five years, he only wanted to do his duty well and guard the side of Prince Fulou. Returning to his hometown was a distant plan, and he had hardly considered it. If memories were always sad, he gradually put this matter aside. in the back of the head.However, Indra's sudden reminder made him fall into deep thought.

Kaye touched the necklace on his chest unconsciously.He has never taken off the fluorite whose four corners have been blunted due to grinding.

"...with a friend who grew up with."

Indra saw his movements, and smiled, "Oh? It's similar to what I thought. It seems that the stone on your chest was given to you by him?"

"Yes, Lord Indra."

Jia Ye immediately put down his hand, presumably because his little action just now was too obvious.But this necklace is the only medium that can be homesick.

Indra said nonchalantly, "Maybe you might as well pick him up to play in the imperial city for a few days."

Fulou was listening, and he also knew that the friend Jia Ye was talking about was the man named Dasha, who looked very similar to himself.This matter was rarely mentioned, so he almost forgot, so he joined in the fun and said, "Okay, good idea, I heard that his friend looks quite similar to me."

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"...Fulou, what did you say?"

Indra's face turned livid suddenly, and even Fulou didn't know the meaning of his words, but Indra was shocked when he blurted out.

Five years ago, on Duoling's pilgrimage day, he mistook a young man who looked almost the same as Fulou as a prince. He concealed it from others for a long time, and no one saw the mistake. was forgotten.

However, he had seen this young man with his own eyes, and Fulou's words reminded him of this incident.

Such a special person is simply a huge threat to Fulou's succession to the throne.

After the bandage was tied, Fulou moved his five fingers, still worrying about his minor injury repeatedly.

"Is not it?"

Another person who felt something was wrong was Kaye. He calmed down his nervous heartbeat, intervened in the conversation between the two, and interrupted Indra's association.

"Yes, there are some similarities. But it's not convenient to bring him to the imperial city."

Fulou also echoed: "Don't think too much about Indra, there are still few people who look alike in the world? In the eyes of people like you who are not close to beauty, no matter how gorgeously dressed beauties and folk girls are, they are also the same. Looks good! Jia Ye, we should go."

With a cheerful smile on his face, he pressed his elbow against Jia Ye's back, and Jia Ye walked out unconsciously, and saluted hurriedly when he reached the door.

Indra seemed to be in a daze, he supported the corner of the table and nodded: "Probably I'm overthinking. ... Jia Ye, when you go out with Fulou, you must be extremely careful. Recently, some people gathered in the imperial city to riot, don't be caught Get involved."

"Master Indra, are you feeling well?" Yueyi tidied up the medicine box on the table while observing Indra's face worriedly.

But she didn't get an answer.

At this time, Indra was once again very curious about the existence of another floating prince.

Who is he, where is he now, and will he threaten the royal family?

If Kaya really knew this person... Indra stopped thinking about it later.

After staying in the palace for a long time, the floating building wants to come to the city for a stroll every three days. Although it is not close to the people, the lively atmosphere here can make people relax.

"If there is money, I will have all these streets and alleys refurbished. The floors must be clean and spotless. If there are foreign envoys visiting, they will definitely praise Galore."

Jia Ye concentrated on shopping with him, but was silent, only the voice of Fu Lou kept whispering in his ear.

He hadn't intended to harbor worries.However, today Indra showed such a horrified expression in front of him, he had to take it to heart, did Indra notice something?Even if no one knows now, Kaya is very worried. Once Dasha's identity is revealed, he may never be able to see him again, and he will be able to return to his hometown soon, so Indra must not have a trace of doubt.

Fulou slowed down a few steps.Before they knew it, the two had already reached the crowded trading market.

On the side of the road, there were some chattering black-clothed fortune-tellers, pretending to be holding long wooden staffs and chanting there, and started talking nonsense to a Tanabata Sutra on the table.

Fu Lou felt it was ridiculous, and he asked, "Do you remember that we went to the divination room together? When we first met."

"Yeah." Jia Ye followed him with folded arms.

Fulou smiled at him. "I think what that woman said is not wrong at all. You must be a general in the future and you won't have to run away. In a few years, you can be promoted to the captain of the personal guard?"

There are many vendors selling fresh things in this market. Every few steps, the strong smell of various spices intrudes into the nostrils.

"Fulou, are you hungry?"

From time to time, reckless pedestrians ran past, Jia Ye grabbed the people around him tightly.The mass riots that Indra mentioned probably happened near here. From time to time, some shrews could be heard arguing when they were shopping for vegetables.

"Don't hold me, my hands hurt."

Fulou squeezed him, Jia Ye was pushed aside, he walked around to Fulou's side, insisting on grabbing him.

"Then the other one."

Fulou lowered her snickering face, honestly let him lead her, and looked at the food shops on both sides. "I want to buy something to eat."

Seeing a nearby stall selling sugar skewers, Fulou’s eyes were immediately attracted. This store also sells a variety of different flavors. Colorful sugar skewers are neatly inserted on wooden boards to attract customers. Passing by Children are very interested, and many people buy it.

Fulou picked out a bunch of brightly colored ones, and Jia Ye was about to pay, but noticed a little girl standing alone on one side of the shop, staring eagerly at this side with her fingers in her mouth.

Other children brought by their parents for shopping had food and drink, but this child looked rather pitiful, so Jia Ye asked for two skewers, and he asked the boss to hand them to the girl, who immediately burst into laughter, seeing Standing were the luxuriously dressed noble elder brother and the majestic guard elder brother, who almost dared not pick them up.

Fulou licked the food, leaned on Jia Ye's body and pushed him away. "Jia Ye, do you like children?"

"Fortunately."

"Do you know that there are many maids in the palace who are in love with you." He sighed slowly.

"You want to mess around again." Jia Ye squinted at him, really cynical, and joked about other people's affairs.

Fu Lou smiled and said: "If you can fancy one and marry it home, wouldn't you be able to have your own children?"

"You said this, but you want to hear my rejection?"

Fulou took his arm actively and pulled it into her embrace. "Of course, Jia Ye, how can I let you get married? You have to stay by my side until I have a princess."

During the wandering, Jia Ye put aside the topic. "... Fulou, have you noticed that the food in the market is getting more and more expensive? In two years, the price of some things has doubled. What's going on?"

"Why did you suddenly say this?" Fulou also noticed the problem of food prices, and he dragged Jia Ye to a hidden alley to explain. "Actually, before I was born, Garol and Nabeles had been doing business. Every year, Garol would spend a lot of money to buy food in bulk and distribute it to the common people. Five years ago, the prince of Nabeles I came to visit Galore and asked for an increase in the price of food, but Hari resolutely refused. After that, the trade between the two countries can only be consumed by the people themselves. In recent years, the price has become higher and higher. You know, the imperial city All the nearby land is contracted by the Garol royal family, the royal family and nobles can be self-sufficient, but the common people can’t, and the farmers in Bayles also take a fancy to this, and regard our country as a huge market.”

Jia Ye reminded him silently: "You will succeed to the throne in another year."

"Yeah, you're right, when I succeed, I want to expand food production, so that the people won't keep going to Nabeles..." Fulou nodded and walked forward on his own. "However, you also know that most of the north and west of Galore are deserted areas."

Jia Ye stepped to catch up and stood beside him. "...Let's go shopping."

They are still young now, and Fulou shouldn't be allowed to worry about the country and the people. However, thinking about the current body of King Jiaroll, Fulou's worries are getting heavier every day. In his early teens, with gray hair, he had to arrange for Fulou to succeed to the throne a year later and become the next king of Garol. It seemed that it should be so smooth, but there were many uncertain factors between Fulou and the throne. between.

At the other end of this chaotic market, the people whom Fulou loves are still suffering in a place she can't see.

The owner of the pancake shop chased a child wearing tattered slippers and ran desperately in the market. However, his fat body was always blocked by pedestrians around him, and he couldn't catch up with such a small and nimble child. He kept asking for help from both sides.

"Catch him! Damned thief!"

The little boy flew through the crowd, most of them were half a body taller than him, and when he ran, he could attract a gust of wind and lift up the long skirts of the women around him.

"Ahhhhhhhh! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

However, when he turned his head to see if the fat man had caught up, he accidentally bumped into a soft body.

"what!……"

"sorry!"

The little boy jumped up. The other party had obviously been knocked down by him. It looked like a young brother. He wanted to reach out to help him but was afraid of being caught up. He apologized hastily.

Unfortunately, the fat shopkeeper had already caught up to him.He lifted him up into the air with one hand, and fell heavily to the ground. The boy held the pancake tightly in his hand, even though his back was extremely painful when he was thrown to the ground, he refused to let go.

"Still running! See where you can run?!"

"--Snapped!"

The shopkeeper raised his hand and slapped the boy hard on the face. He looked ten years old, half of his face was red and swollen instantly, and the cake in his hand was thrown out due to the force of gravity.

At this time, the brother who was knocked down by him just now stood up, and he didn't seem to be injured. Seeing this, he picked up the pancake and blew it clean. It should still be edible.

The boy cried out to him: "My pie!"

The fat shopkeeper kicked the boy, as if he didn't know how to punish the little guy, he could only vent with his fists and kicks: "I told you to steal something! You are so old that you don't want to go home and stay there and dare to steal things..."

The boy's gaze was fixed on the pancake he had stolen, and he stretched out his hand to grab it: "Big brother, help me, help me... I really didn't steal on purpose! Let me go! Let me go!"

The other party's eyes also revealed that he couldn't bear it, and immediately squatted down and stuffed the cake into the boy's hand, and the little boy crawled aside as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

This plainly dressed young guy was already touching his bag. He persuaded the impulsive fat shopkeeper in a low voice, and handed over a coin, "This gentleman... please forgive him... I will pay for the money for this cake." Is it enough to pay... one rupee?"

The fat shopkeeper looked at him angrily, then stared at the boy and said viciously: "You are from other places, little brother, don't you know that there has been a shortage of food these few years? Where can I buy such cheap cakes? The price of corn has increased! But no matter how expensive it is, you won’t come here to steal it, you boy, the last time I sold you two at a low price is already very cheap!”

The boy couldn't help but kowtow several times in front of him holding the pancake: "My brother, I'm really hungry, please, let me go..."

The little brother hugged the bag on his chest, took out the remaining purses, and asked, "Sir, how much does this cake cost?"

The fat shopkeeper looked at him with disgust, and gestured with his finger: "Three rupees, our pancakes are made with vegetables and beef. Do you think they are white flour pancakes?! How can it be so cheap?"

"...It's so expensive." He found three old coins and put them in the fat shopkeeper's hand in a daze. He immediately walked up to the boy and knelt down to check his injuries.

The boy is fine except for his face, but moved by the scene in front of him, he took the initiative to hand out the thing in his hand: "Thank you, big brother, thank you, you can eat this cake, I can't take it." Already..."

The other party pushed back with his palm and said with a smile: "You said just now that the younger brother at home is very hungry. You can take it quickly. This is enough for two people."

"...Really, you are such a nice person!"

Seeing that the boy was about to cry, he patted his head, the messy hair seemed to have not been washed for a long time, but he didn't think the boy was dirty at all, and he didn't think it was bad for him to steal things, from his clothes and With a dry and yellow complexion, it can be seen that the family is very poor, and it should be forced by life.

He asked softly, "By the way, little brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Shesha... um."

The boy couldn't resist taking a bite of the pancakes, and immediately wrapped them in the small handbag he carried with him reluctantly.

"Your name is a bit similar to mine. My name is Dasha. You can just call me brother."