The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Xiao Jingyu sneered: "Sure enough, he is a good prince who cares about the world. Remember, this is your choice."

He let go of the hand that imprisoned Ke Yunchu, and pushed him to the ground: "In this case, let you take a good look at how he died in front of you."

He didn't take a look at Ke Yunchu who called him blankly, and left with his sleeves thrown away.

Ke Yunchu slowly got up from the ground. He was still seriously ill, and he was so tired that he was out of breath even after walking a few steps.

He walked to the door of the cell, but Xiao Jingyu had already left without a trace.

Because of his impatience, Ke Yunchu's eyes darkened, he felt a little dizzy, and slumped uncomfortably to the ground.

Feng Jialan lowered her head, her peach blossom-shaped eyes were silent, as if she had never heard of the scene in front of her.

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Xiao Jingyu returned to the bedroom with a gloomy expression, and the palace servants around him did not dare to breathe aloud, for fear that Xiao Jingyu's anger would be transferred to him.

Eunuch Qin brought a cup of tea, but he directly raised his hand and overturned it. The exquisite jade cup rolled twice on the table and fell to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.

Xiao Jingyu looked at the jade cup that was broken into several petals, and suddenly remembered what happened in Fengsui, and that piercing voice seemed to ring in his ears.

"You dog slave, you actually smashed my prince's most beloved jade cup! This is a gift from my father to His Highness!"

"You kneel on it for His Highness! Apologize to His Highness's jade cup!"

"..."

Once he unintentionally broke a jade cup owned by Feng Jiayu, but was humiliated by him.

He endured humiliation and knelt down on the fragment of the jade cup, and Feng Jiayu's arrogant and arrogant face could still clearly appear in front of his eyes.

After a while, Xiao Jingyu opened his mouth and told the palace servants: "Bring Feng Jiayu here."

He found an outlet to vent his anger.

Eunuch Qin didn't expect that he would ask Feng Jiayu, he hesitated and said: "That son...is said to be sick..."

That day he acted ruthlessly, and it was normal to be sick, Xiao Jingyu didn't even frown: "Dead?"

"No, no..."

"Then bring him here."

Seeing that Xiao Jingyu didn't intend to blame him at all, Eunuch Qin breathed a sigh of relief.

He said how could the king care about the life and death of the people who were arranged in the west pavilion?

Not long after, Feng Jiayu came, but he was carried over by someone.

The guard who brought him over didn't know where to put him for a while, so he heard Xiao Jingyu say flatly: "Put it on the ground."

So the guards laid the unconscious person on the ground.

Xiao Jingyu stood up, walked to Feng Jiayu, looked down at him, then stretched out his foot and kicked him on the shoulder: "Why are you pretending to be delicate?"

Feng Jiayu groaned uncomfortably, but still closed his eyes tightly.

Xiao Jingyu tiptoed his body again, and continued: "Even if you get sick like Ke Yunchu, it's useless, no one will take pity on you."

Feng Jiayu was so dizzy from the fever that he was completely unconscious, so naturally it was impossible to answer him.

Xiao Jingyu looked at him quietly for a while, then bent down and touched his forehead, it was really hot, like a piece of iron.

Feng Jiayu's face was burning red, his peeling lips were slightly parted, and he was panting with difficulty.

Xiao Jingyu covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and the person who was already short of breath felt even more uncomfortable, his eyelids opened slightly, and two clear tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Xiao Jingyu couldn't help but sneered, and said, "Is it uncomfortable? The widow said that I will slowly return the humiliation I have suffered... Do you like it?"

Feng Jiayu didn't know whether he understood or not, but tears poured out of the corners of his eyes, and he stared at the ceiling blankly for a while, then slowly closed them again.

Feeling the sudden disappearance of the breath in the palm of his hand, Xiao Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then moved his hand away, pinched his face to make him open his mouth, leaned over to take a breath, and felt that he was breathing again.

Eunuch Qin was shocked in his heart, feeling that he was suddenly a little confused about what the king was thinking, he hesitated for a while and speculated, "Your Majesty...do you need this old slave to invite the imperial physician?"

Xiao Jingyu watched his chest heaving more and more weakly with cold eyes, and said without emotion: "Go."

There is nothing extra to say, but Eunuch Qin knew that this matter could not be delayed, so he hurriedly set off towards the Imperial Hospital for fear that it would be too late.

Eunuch Qin came back with the imperial physician soon.

Feng Jiayu didn't know when he had been moved to the bed. Eunuch Qin was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask or say anything.

The imperial physician took Feng Jiayu's pulse and said, "Your Majesty, this young master's fever is too severe. I'm afraid it won't work with meds alone. It's better to supplement with acupuncture."

With that said, he fed Feng Jiayu two pills, took out a silver needle from the medicine box, and pricked a few acupuncture points on his body.

After a stick of incense passed, Feng Jiayu let out a long moan, and his complexion improved a little.

The imperial doctor breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "The son's biggest problem is not a fever, but his heart and lungs have been damaged, but he didn't heal properly, and there are some problems. But don't worry, the king, I will take good care of him. It will heal in a few days."

But Xiao Jingyu said indifferently, "No need, this is fine now."

The imperial doctor was stunned, some did not understand what he meant.

Xiao Jingyu's dark green pupils looked very indifferent, "There's no need to waste any extra medicine on him, it's already good enough to hang him alive."

Although the imperial physician was not sure of Xiao Jingyu's real thoughts, he still obeyed the order, and according to what Xiao Jingyu said, he only prescribed some common antipyretics for Feng Jiayu.

Feng Jiayu lay on the bed, drank the medicine in a daze, vomited half of the medicine, and finally poured two big bowls for him forcefully,

The few injections given by the imperial physician had already made him feel better, and with this bowl of medicine, he gradually regained some consciousness.

Feng Jiayu lay on the bed for a while before waking up slowly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Jingyu's face, and he was very pleasantly surprised.

But soon thinking about what happened to me these past few days, a trace of grievance welled up in my heart.

Just like a child who suffers outside and wants to act like a baby with adults when he returns home, Feng Jiayu wanted to speak, but found that his throat was dry and sore, and he couldn't even speak, so he could only speak in a breathy voice : "Water...water..."

Xiao Jingyu looked at his longing eyes, then slowly took the kettle, then raised her hand, pointed the spout of the kettle to Feng Jiayu's face, and poured water on her head and face.

"Cough cough cough..."

The water choked into his nose, causing him to cough violently, coughing up the bloody smell in his mouth.

But after coughing a few times, he was able to make some noise, "You, what are you doing..."

Xiao Jingyu said casually: "Don't you want to drink water? I will feed you."

His voice was low and magnetic, and when he said "I'm feeding you", Feng Jiayu almost drowned in his voice.

Maybe he just doesn't know how to feed himself water...

Feng Jiayu comforted herself like this, and continued what she wanted to say before: "You bastard...cough cough, finally came to see me...I, I am seriously ill... ...I wanted to stay in your bedroom that day, but your eunuch insisted on driving me away...I was very uncomfortable at that time...

He was clearly instigated by someone to drive him to the West Pavilion, so how could he seek "justice" for him?

Xiao Jingyu smiled, "Really?"

"Of course...cough coughcough...you have to punish him well!" Thinking of the eunuch who was tyrannical, he felt even more angry. He had never suffered such a pain before and continued to sue Said, "Just cut off his head... Let him bully me...I was almost killed by him..."

Xiao Jingyu: "What does that matter?"

Feng Jiayu looked at Xiao Jingyu a little dumbfounded, and was taken aback, "...do you think it's okay?"

"I think they did a good job." Xiao Jingyu's voice was brisk, even with a hint of a smile, but it made Feng Jiayu feel chills all over.

A terrible guess appeared in his heart. He tried his best to avoid thinking about it, but the thought still came to his mind.

Is it...is it...that they do these things, in fact... Xiao Jingyu instigates them?

Xiao Jingyu lowered his head and looked at Feng Jiayu. His two eyes seemed to be looking at the end at a glance, ruthless and desireless, but in fact, it seemed that there was a barrier between the two of them. He couldn't see anything, so he mistakenly thought that he knew each other. .

He already understood... This must be Xiao Jingyu's order, that's why they dared to treat him like this...

Seeing that he seemed to lose his voice, Xiao Jingyu couldn't utter a word, feeling a sense of revenge in his heart, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Be generous, after all, you will work under his hands in the future. Qin Eunuch is the manager, offending him will do you no good."

Under his hand... doing things?

Feng Jiayu's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he had just heard, "Ahem...why do you still work under him? Didn't you tell me that you would upgrade me? Why...how did you go back on your word?"

Xiao Jingyu's usually cold face showed a nasty smile: "The widow gave you a chance, but your skills are too bad. The widow thinks that being a slave is more suitable for you."