The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Ke Yunchu wanted to open the note immediately, but Xiao Jingyu shook his head at him, signaling him not to open it now.

He proposed that he was all over thinking about what was written on the note, his expression was a little dazed, he had difficulty concentrating on everything around him, and he didn't even remember what the Fifth Prince had said to him before he left.

After finally waiting for the fifth prince to go back, Ke Yunchu unfolded the note in his palm.

The note was soaked with sweat from his hands, and the writing on it was a bit blurred, but it was still easy to make out what was written.

There was no long speech on the note, only five short words "Leave in three days".

Ke Yunchu read this short sentence back and forth several times, until he almost couldn't recognize the words on it before giving up.

three days...

It was much faster than he expected, and he was still a little panicked and at a loss.

He will be leaving in three days, so these three days... will be the last time he spends with Brother Jialan.

When Feng Jialan came back, Ke Yunchu was sitting on the edge of Tuanzi's cradle, pushing his fingers on the cradle, staring at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking, but he didn't even notice that he came in.

He stepped forward and gently pinched his fair face: "So focused, what are you looking at?"

Ke Yunchu looked up at him in a daze, and asked incoherently, "Brother Jialan, can we go out of the palace to play?"

Feng Jialan: "Do you want to leave the palace?"

Ke Yunchu nodded: "There are many interesting places in the imperial city. We just passed by before and didn't go down to play. It's a pity..."

As he expected, now Feng Jialan felt that his time was short, and he responded to his every request: "Okay, I will take you there after I finish the memorial that my father entrusted me to review for these two days."

Ever since Feng Jialan invited him to investigate the case of the missing child, and he led the army to defeat the Chengyuan Kingdom, the emperor simply let him participate in the management of the affairs of the court. That's why he has been so busy in recent days, but the emperor himself has been free.

But Feng Jialan has no complaints, it is his responsibility to govern the country, his father did not fulfill his duty, he should take on more responsibilities as a matter of course.

Ke Yunchu pursed his lips, and looked at him with some hope in his eyes: "Can, can we go tomorrow?"

Feng Jialan: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I..." Ke Yunchu couldn't find a reason for a while, and finally looked at him with innocent eyes like a rogue: "I just want to go..."

It was rare for Ke Yunchu to be self-willed once, but Feng Jialan felt that it was very useful, and agreed immediately: "Okay."

Ke Yunchu: "Then you can play...can you come back after playing for two days?"

Feng Jialan: "Is two days enough? You can play for a few more days."

Ke Yunchu said obediently: "Brother Jialan still has a lot to do, two days is enough."

Feng Jialan thought about it too, and said, "Let me know next time you want to go out to play."

Ke Yunchu smiled wryly in his heart, there would be no next time.

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In the middle of the night, Feng Jialan did not go to bed for a long time. Ke Yunchu strained his eyelids and saw him sitting at the table, only lighting a candle, and still reviewing the memorial.

He meditated in his heart, anyway, he was determined to leave... In the last two days, he wanted to leave some good memories, so let him be willful for a while.

Feng Jialan felt his gaze and looked up at him: "I'm bothering you? Then I'll go to the study."

Ke Yunchu shook his head: "It didn't bother me...I'm going to sleep right away..."

Before finishing a sentence, he fell asleep.

Feng Jialan walked lightly to his bed, and the weak candle lamp cast a golden light on the little fool's exquisite face, which looked very warm and softened his heart.

He helped him tuck the quilt that had slipped a bit, and returned to the desk again.

Ke Yunchu woke up the next day, Feng Jialan was not on the bed, the place beside her was cold and there was no temperature.

Feng Jialan was still burying her head in front of the desk, and when she saw that he was awake, she asked someone to put on a set of beautiful but unobtrusive clothes for him, and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad."

Ke Yunchu, a court lady, dressed him up and smeared some yellow on his face: "Are we going out to play now?"

Feng Jialan: "Yes."

"Why do you need to wipe this?" Ke Yunchu pointed to the yellow wax and asked.

Feng Jialan saw that his originally flabbily fair face turned into a sallow color under the smear, and curled his lips: "My little fool is so beautiful, I can't let people outside see it."

Ke Yunchu also used his hands to stick some yellow wax for makeup, and smeared it on Feng Jialan's face for two days: "Then brother Jialan should also apply it..."

Feng Jialan felt Ke Yunchu's transformation, and seemed to have returned to the time when he was not afraid of himself, which made him a little relieved.

When Ke Yunchu wiped the clear and shallow bruise under his eyes, he paused: "Brother Jialan...did you not sleep last night?"

Feng Jialan said without changing expression: "Of course I'm asleep."

Ke Yunchu was puzzled: "Then why didn't I feel you in bed..."

Feng Jialan twisted the tip of his nose: "Because you slept like a pig."

Ke Yunchu did not give up and said: "But the quilt is cold..."

Feng Jialan shrugged: "Because I got up earlier."

"Oh......"

Although Ke Yunchu still felt that he hadn't slept all night, he didn't bother with it anymore and focused on helping him apply it.

Feng Jialan smiled and let his soft hands smear randomly on his face, and finally spread the yellow wax evenly by herself.

The two people with sallow faces like refugees looked at each other and laughed.

Feng Jialan took Ke Yunchu's hand: "Let's go."

When they got into the carriage, Feng Jialan asked him, "Where do you want to go?"

Ke Yunchu licked his lips, "The sugar man from last time... Brother Jialan still remember?"

Thinking of the candy with her name on it, Feng Jialan's heart moved slightly: "Of course...then let's go buy the candy man first."

The imperial city was still bustling and bustling, Feng Jialan took Ke Yunchu's hand and walked in the crowd.

It's a pity that they couldn't find the candy seller's stall. Feng Jialan asked the nearby stall owner, only to learn that the wife of the old man who bought the sugar was sick and hadn't been here for many days.

Ke Yunchu felt a little lost.

Feng Jialan comforted him and said, "There should be other stalls making sugar figurines, let's continue walking around to see."

A kind stall owner told them: "There will be a temple fair tomorrow, and there will be everything in it, including sugar figurines!"

Ke Yunchu had wanted to participate in this kind of folk temple fair for a long time, so they found a unique inn to stay and went to the temple fair the next day.

The folk temple fairs are more lively than those in the imperial palace. Ke Yunchu can't look away from acrobatics and lion dances.

Seeing Ke Yunchu's fascinated look, Feng Jialan said to him: "You stand here, don't go there, you understand?"

Ke Yunchu turned his head and looked at him puzzled: "Brother Jialan, where are you going?"

"You'll find out later."

Feng Jialan smiled mysteriously.

Not long after, there was a "lion" on the plum blossom pile. The lion was golden and red, and jumped flexibly on the plum blossom pile. It was more powerful than the other golden lion, and there were cheers all around.

Ke Yunchu was also dumbfounded, the lion was vigorous and full of vitality.

The lion's "mouth" opened and closed, and a face inside flashed past, it turned out to be Feng Jialan who told him to stand here just now.

Ke Yunchu looked at him, and saw him smiling at him under the lion's skin.

Then I saw the golden and red lion dancing, throwing down wrapped candies, and the people around them immediately started looting.

Ke Yunchu couldn't grab others, but he got a lot.

Because those candies were scattered in his direction.

He opened the candy wrapper and stuffed one into his mouth.

Very sweet very sweet.

It was so sweet that he was in a daze, even Feng Jialan had taken off the lion dance costume and returned to him without realizing it.

"Brother Jialan, you are back...the lion dance is very beautiful..."

Halfway through Ke Yunchu's speech, he found Feng Jialan looking straight at him, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Jialan...what's wrong?"

Feng Jialan's eyes were deep, and he raised his hand to wipe the corner of Ke Yunchu's eyes: "Why are you crying?"

Ke Yunchu froze for a moment, raised his hand to touch his face, and actually felt wet.

"Why are you crying?"

But even Ke Yunchu himself didn't know why, and murmured, "Maybe...the sugar is too, too sweet..."

Feng Jialan always felt that the little fool was hiding something from him, but how could such a pure-minded person like him be able to hide it?

"Maybe Brother Jialan gave me the lion dance...I'm so touched..." Ke Yunchu sniffled slightly.

Feng Jialan only felt a warm current in his heart, sighed, and took him into his arms: "Don't cry, the sugar man hasn't bought it yet, huh?"

"Um......"

Ke Yunchu raised his sleeve and wiped his face, then raised his head and said to him, "Let's continue walking in!"

Sure enough, there are everything in the temple fair, there are several sugar sellers alone.

Ke Yunchu picked the one with the best craftsmanship, and finally got the sweet man he had been longing for, and his inexplicably sour mood just now gradually improved.

Licking the sugar man, they continued to shuttle around the temple fair.

Feng Jialan also asked him for a talisman.

Ke Yunchu had never seen the amulet before, and asked, "What is this?"

"This is an amulet." Feng Jialan tied the amulet around Ke Yunchu's waist, and said in a low voice, "May my little fool be safe."

Ke Yunchu wanted to cry again.