The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

"En." Xiao Jingyu responded lightly, "The widow will take you away."

As his words fell, Ke Yunchu smelled a faint strange fragrance, and his drowsy head couldn't get any more energy, so he forced himself to look at Feng Jialan in the corner with the last sliver of clarity.

He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, with no superfluous expression on his handsome face.

He is not interested in his life, his death, who he is with.

Ke Yunchu slowly closed his eyes.

Looking at Ke Yunchu's pale but pretty face, Xiao Jingyu snorted and said, "Tsk...that face is truly unparalleled in the world, how does it feel to touch it?"

Feng Jialan said suddenly: "It's just something I'm tired of playing with. Your taste is really unique."

"Oh? I hope you are not a dead duck with a stubborn mouth." Xiao Jingyu said every word.

He hugged Ke Yunchu, turned his back and walked out, his eyes suddenly darkened.

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Recently, because of Xiao Jingyu's connivance, Feng Jiayu refused to stay in the West Pavilion during the day, and ran to the imperial study all day long.

Xiao Jingyu was reviewing the memorial, while he was flipping through the picture book he had someone find for him.

But after reading the picture book for a while, he couldn't help dozing off, so he put down the picture book, stood up and wandered around the room, playing with the hanging ornaments in the study.

It was a string of bells strung together, which had auspicious meanings, but Feng Jiayu didn't know this, he just thought the bells were beautiful and fun, so he pulled the rope on the bells with his hands, and the sound of ding ding dong dong accompanied His movements sounded.

Xiao Jingyu was originally depressed because of the incident in the court, but now he was even more irritable when he heard this voice, and his tone was not very good, "Don't play for now, keep quiet."

As Feng Jialan said before, Chengyuan Kingdom is indeed facing internal and external troubles.

When Feng Jiayu retracted his hand, he accidentally hooked the wind chime's wire again, and the sound of ding ding dong dong sounded again.

"Are you challenging the widow's patience?"

Xiao Jingyu narrowed his eyes dangerously, and threw the brush in his hand heavily on the ground.

Feng Jiayu was taken aback, not knowing why Xiao Jingyu became irritable.

He just touched it, but he didn't expect him to have such a big reaction, he stepped forward to pick up the pen a little bit aggrieved, "You, why did you drop the pen...the pen didn't offend you ..."

Xiao Jingyu glanced at him: "Then throw you?"

Feng Jiayu swallowed with a thud: "Then let's throw the pen..."

Feng Sui was staring at Chengyuan, Xiao Jingyu was worried about this matter, and Feng Jiayu had to hang around in front of him all day, Xiao Jingyu couldn't help venting his anger, and snorted coldly, "Isn't it You Feng Sui Kingdom did a good job."

Feng Jiayu was taken aback for a moment, and then defended himself: "Feng Sui...what's wrong? I don't know anything, why are you pissing me off?"

Seeing his appearance of being greatly wronged, Xiao Jingyu didn't comfort him, and continued to look down at the scriptures.

Feng Jiayu wanted to know what made him so angry, so he glanced at the booklet.

After reading all the above content, he had a rough idea of ​​what Xiao Jingyu was worrying about.

He looked into Xiao Jingyu's eyes and said, "Well...the two countries have good relations...wouldn't it be okay if we don't fight?"

Xiao Jingyu turned his head to meet his serious expression, snorted angrily at his naive and stupid words, raised his hand and rubbed his brow, "Stupid."

Feng Jiayu was in a hurry: "What I said is true...you don't want to call again, okay?"

Xiao Jingyu didn't want to discuss this with a person who didn't understand anything, and instead said: "Since you have nothing to do, go pick out wedding clothes. The tailoring room has already prepared several styles."

A simple sentence made Feng Jiayu give up his entanglement with state affairs, he was taken aback for a moment, and then jumped up exaggeratedly: "Xifu?"

He let himself pick... Xifu? !

And the style has been prepared, is it true that he has already planned to marry him?

Feng Jiayu was a little shy: "You want to marry me...?"

Xiao Jingyu was noncommittal, just said: "Tell them what style you like."

Feng Jiayu took it as his acquiescence, and couldn't help being happy, "Then I'll go now!"

After speaking, he rushed out like a small whirlwind.

Feng Jiayu happily ran all the way to the tailor room. When she stopped, her heart suddenly hurt, and she quickly bent down while clutching her chest.

Fortunately, the stinging pain didn't last long, and it soon subsided, and he straightened up again.

He felt that he was running too fast, so he slowed down.

Although Feng Jiayu didn't make things difficult for the tailors last time, they were still a little afraid of him.

It is widely rumored in the palace that this person has won the favor of the king, bullies others everywhere, and is very arrogant and domineering.

Now suddenly there is no communication and come here again, I don't know what I want to do.

A little eunuch went up to meet him, and asked cautiously, "My lord...why did you come here suddenly?"

Feng Jiayu glanced at him, and said domineeringly, "The king asked me to choose the wedding dress! He said how many styles have you prepared?"

When Feng Jiayu said this, he made no secret of showing off, hoping that everyone would know that he was going to marry Xiao Jingyu soon.

"Yes, please come with your son and servant."

The tailor room had indeed already received the order to start making wedding clothes, and led Feng Jiayu to the ready-made clothes they made.

"Your Highness, these are some of the wedding dresses we made, take a look... are you satisfied?"

Feng Jiayu looked at the few wedding dresses on display, and it dazzled people when he looked at them, each one was very delicate and beautiful.

This wedding dress is even more beautiful than the one Ke Yunchu wore back then. He smiled and praised, "Your craftsmanship is really good."

He stretched out his hand to touch it, felt its delicate texture, and was even more satisfied, but he was a little tangled, and murmured: "These are all beautiful... which one should I choose?"

The few people behind did not dare to give him an idea, so they could only slowly wait for him to choose by himself.

Feng Jiayu casually picked up one of them and compared it to himself.

Among the few wedding clothes, this was the first one he saw.

He turned around and randomly ordered a court lady, "You, come and help me put it on."

The maid secretly groaned inwardly, for fear of being made things difficult by him, but fortunately Feng Jiayu didn't make any trouble, and very cooperatively asked her to help him put on the wedding dress he had chosen.

Feng Jiayu held his head high, waiting for the compliment: "How is it?"

The eyes of the people in the tailor room lit up, Feng Jiayu's complexion was healthy and fair, and now the bright red clothes made his skin as white as snow.

The only fly in the ointment is that this wedding dress is a little bigger, although it is not much, and it does not have much influence, but it still makes Feng Jiayu find a point of trouble: "It is not the first time that I make clothes here. Can't remember my size?"

"The servants are made according to the sample clothes that Eunuch Qin brought..."

Feng Jiayu frowned: "Okay, Eunuch Qin, he must have done it on purpose! See if I won't be here for a while... sue him in front of the king!"

Although the sleeves of this wedding dress are a little longer, Feng Jiayu thinks she still looks good in it.

He walked around the tailoring room twice, and he was not satisfied until everyone complimented him several times: "I'll go ask the king how he is."

With that said, he left the tailoring room wearing the bright red wedding dress.

The people in the tailor room didn't dare to stop him, they could only watch him walk away in wedding clothes.

Although Feng Jiayu was in high spirits, he was worried about the heart-pricking problem just now, so he slowed down and walked towards the imperial study room, attracting countless attention along the way, which made him feel complacent.

But when Feng Jiayu ran to the imperial study, he found that Xiao Jingyu was no longer here.

Feng Jiayu was a little puzzled. Normally, Xiao Jingyu should still be here to handle official business at this time, so he stopped the guard at the door and asked aggressively, "I ask you, Xiao... the king will go to him. Where is it?"

The guard looked down at him, and replied dully, "The king has left the imperial study, and the subordinates don't know where he is now."

Feng Jiayu felt a little lost.

He was the first to want to show Xiao Jingyu after he changed into the wedding clothes, but he didn't expect that he would not be there.

Feng Jiayu only wanted to find Xiao Jingyu, and had no intention of embarrassing the guard, so he turned and left the imperial study.

Now no one appreciates his wedding clothes, but he doesn't want to take them off so quickly.

He thought of Diehua and said, Ke Yunchu lives in the East Pavilion, why not wear it in front of him to show off?It just so happened that he hadn't seen his lovely nephew for a long time.

So he turned around and walked towards the East Pavilion.

When he reached the gate of the East Pavilion, he was stopped by the guards at the gate.

Feng Jiayu said dissatisfiedly: "Do you know who I am? How dare you stop me!"

"There is an order from the king that idlers are not allowed to enter the East Pavilion."

"You say I'm an idler?"

Feng Jiayu pointed at the tip of his nose.

The guard said nothing.

"I am the future princess! Have you seen the wedding dress on me?"

The guard still stood in front of him with a wooden face.

Feng Jiayu wanted to force his way in, but was pushed to the ground.

He shouted angrily: "Ke Yunchu! Ke Yunchu! Your guards are beating someone! Let me in!"

After a while, a maid came out and said something to the guard, and the guard turned sideways to let him go.

Feng Jiayu snorted heavily, kicked the guard before walking in.

As he walked, he felt aggrieved in his heart.

Why does Ke Yunchu live so much more luxuriously than him?