The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

As soon as she ran out of the side hall, she bumped into the manager, Eunuch Qin.

Seeing her flustered look, Eunuch Qin asked suspiciously, "Where are you going?"

Die Hua quickly and honestly replied, "The young master in the West Pavilion is sick, and this servant is going to ask for an imperial doctor."

Eunuch Qin scolded: "What is his status, how can he need to ask for an imperial doctor?"

Die Hua: "But..."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Eunuch Qin waved his hand: "If the king cared about him, he wouldn't have arranged him there."

"Yes......"

It is said that the West Pavilion was once haunted by ghosts, but it was sealed off later, and no one came in and out to take care of it. I don't know why the king arranged that young master in that place...but obviously the status is clear at a glance.

Although Eunuch Qin's words were indifferent, she also knew that what he said was right.

Eunuch Qin ordered: "Just now there is a shortage of manpower in the North Pavilion, so you can go there to help for two days."

Die Hua was surprised and said: "Then, what about the one in the West Pavilion?"

"Naturally let him fend for himself, do you want to stay in that haunted house forever?"

Butterfly was silent.

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Feng Jiayu lay groggy on the bed, suffering from a mixture of cold and heat, and was in more and more pain.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma before he woke up in a daze, and found that he was still lying on the bed in this dilapidated small pavilion. The cold and hard bed board made his back hurt.

It was already dark, and there was not even a single lamp, only the cold moonlight pouring in from the window.

He wanted to sit up and light a candle lamp, but he was so hungry that he had no strength at all, so he could only call for the butterflies in a hoarse voice, but no one answered after several calls.

"Butterflies... Butterflies? Anyone..."

Strange... why even the butterfly flowers are gone...

Feng Jiayu shrank his body, he was so cold, he really wanted to add a quilt...

Xiao Jingyu, that bastard, why didn't you come to see him...

He cursed Xiao Jingyu in his heart, and passed out again not long after.

His consciousness was ups and downs, and he woke up intermittently a few times, but he fell asleep again not long after.

Every time he woke up, he wished he was around, but there was nothing alive except a spider hanging from a beam.

He felt that he might just die like this, and no one might find out.

Two days later, Diehua sneaked back to the West Pavilion.

Although she was doing well in Beige, her conscience still felt a little sorry for leaving a sick person alone, and she still wanted to come back and have a look.

As soon as she entered the door, she found that Feng Jiayu was still lying on the bed as it was two days ago. If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs in his chest, she would have wondered if he was dead.

Diehua quickly filled a bowl of water, wet the handkerchief and wiped it on his burnt lips, finally making his dry lips a little moist.

Seeing Feng Jiayu struggling to open his heavy eyelids, Diehua said in surprise, "My lord, you're awake!"

Feng Jiayu said something in a hoarse voice, and Diehua carefully recognized what he said: "Xiao Jingyu, this bastard...cough cough...why, why didn't you come? Look at me......"

Diehua couldn't bear to see him in such a miserable state, she hesitated for a moment and said, "...the king brought back a very beautiful son from outside, and that son's health seems to be very bad , so the king has been with that son..."

"That son... is his surname Ke?"

Die Hua asked in surprise: "My lord, do you know Mr. Ke?"

"Ha ha......"

Die Hua was terrified by his eerie laughter: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Jiayu closed his eyelids in pain.

For some reason, he suddenly felt disheartened.

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Ke Yunchu fell ill again.

Firstly, it was because his body was already depleted, and secondly, because Feng Jialan was overthinking about being imprisoned, no matter what, he was caught by Xiao Jingyu because of himself.

As a result, his already unhealthy body became even weaker, and he became very ill all at once.

Xiao Jingyu visited him a few times, and the third time he came to see him, he became more energetic after drinking the medicine, "Brother Jinyu, can you..."

"No."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Jingyu refused without hesitation.

Ke Yunchu's long eyelashes drooped in disappointment.

After being silent for a while, Xiao Jingyu suddenly said, "I can take you to see him."

Ke Yunchu's eyes lit up: "Really, really? Thank you Brother Jinyu..."

The expression on Xiao Jingyu's face was gloomy, and he said lightly: "Don't thank me in a hurry."

Ke Yunchu didn't know what he meant at first.

Xiao Jingyu took Ke Yunchu to the dungeon where Feng Jialan was imprisoned.

He clicked on Ke Yunchu's Ya acupuncture point, and put him in an unobtrusive place.

Ke Yunchu stared at him suspiciously with talking eyes, as if he didn't understand why he did this.

Xiao Jingyu whispered to him: "You don't need to make a sound, just watch."

From this angle, Ke Yunchu could see Feng Jialan, but Feng Jialan couldn't see him.

Feng Jialan was worse than he imagined, the clothes on his body were torn in many places, and the exposed flesh was full of shocking wounds, but his expression was light and calm, and he didn't look like he had been tortured at all.

Xiao Jingyu straightened up, and slowly walked to Feng Jialan's eyes: "How are you thinking?"

Feng Jialan snorted coldly: "You want me to return the city? Impossible."

Xiao Jingyu said calmly: "Let me ask you one last thing calmly, you don't want to toast or eat fine wine."

Feng Jialan said lazily: "I will answer you calmly one last time: no, yes, yes."

Xiao Jingyu said to the prison guard: "Bring the concentrated salt water."

The guard poured a basin of concentrated salt water on Feng Jialan's bruised wound. Ke Yunchu felt pain just by looking at it, but he seemed to feel no pain, smiled coldly and said, "You only have this trick Is it? To me, this level is almost like scratching an itch."

Xiao Jingyu was not annoyed, as if he had a plan in mind: "Do you think I really have no way to make you spit out the territory honestly?"

Feng Jialan suddenly had a bad feeling.

Xiao Jingyu was keenly aware of Feng Jialan's emotional fluctuations, and a look of triumph flashed across his eyes, "Then let me see, can His Highness the Crown Prince of Feng Sui still be so calm when facing his own Crown Princess?"

When Feng Jialan heard this, a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart. He couldn't stand others threatening him, especially now that Xiao Jingyu even used Ke Yunchu to threaten him.

Feng Jialan gritted her teeth and said, "You despicable villain."

Xiao Jingyu brought over Ke Yunchu who was placed in the corner by him, and embraced him ambiguously in front of him.

Feng Jialan's expression turned serious: "Get your dirty hands off him."

Seeing that Feng Jialan lost his previous calmness, Xiao Jingyu was a little more satisfied, "It seems that you are not completely without weaknesses... As you can see, he is still very weak now, and he got seriously ill because of you." Chang... tsk tsk, look at this pretty little face, it's quite pale and haggard..."

His hand caressed Ke Yunchu's cheek ambiguously: "You also want him to get well soon, right? Yang Lingrui is in my hands now, if you don't return the land to Chengyuan...he Whether or not his life can be saved depends on you."

Feng Jialan avoided his question and said instead: "As I expected, Feng Sui will soon send troops to attack Chengyuan. With the current strength of Chengyuan Kingdom, do you think it can withstand Feng Sui's attack?" Offensive?"

Xiao Jingyu's hand that lingered on Ke Yunchu's cheek slowly slid down until it strangled him by the throat.

"Although you can let the army attack Chengyuan, you have to be clear that the war is not something that will happen for a while. Ke Yunchu's little life can't last until that time."

Feng Jialan fell into silence.

Seeing that the other party did not respond for a long time, Xiao Jingyu said to Ke Yun who was held in front of him in a regretful tone, "Did you see that? This man is so ruthless, and you have fallen to this for him, he is not worth it at all. "

Ke Yunchu was already very familiar with such a scene, and he silently began to calculate.

This is...how many times?He has long been used to it, and has already reviewed his choice over and over again, and he is extremely numb.

It's just that he still doesn't understand, if that's the case, why does he have to go all out to help him find Yang Lingrui?Wouldn't it be better to stay in the palace directly, don't come to find him, don't treat him well?

Feng Jialan was silent for a long time before raising his head, and looked at Ke Yunchu seriously, maybe the environment was too dark, maybe Feng Jialan's eyes were already deep, his eyes looking at Ke Yunchu like this seemed to have magical power, like a whirlpool Generally, Ke Yunchu should be sucked into his eyes.

Ke Yunchu didn't understand why Feng Jialan looked at him like this, and then he heard him say slowly, "I have already helped him obtain the Yang Lingrui, and handed it to him. I don't owe him anything anymore, as for you Whether to give him Yang Lingrui is a matter between you. If you want to use this to threaten me, I'm sorry, you are too naive."

Xiao Jingyu stared at Feng Jialan's face, trying to judge whether he was telling the truth or a lie, but his expression did not change, even when Ke Yunchu looked at him, he was not touched at all.