The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

The place where he lived was not to mention dark and dilapidated, but this place was new and bright, it was like a different world.

Later, he must make a fuss in front of Xiao Jingyu, and ask him what it means.

He walked to the door of the largest room in the East Pavilion, pushed the door open and walked in. After seeing the scene inside, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the two people inside in disbelief.

Ke Yunchu sat on the bed, Xiao Jingyu held him half in his arms, lowered his head slightly, and whispered to him.

Feng Jiayu stood stiffly at the door.

...Why are the two of them staying together?

The movement of him pushing the door was not small, Xiao Jingyu turned his head to look at him, and saw that he was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, and frowned slightly.

Seeing his frown, Feng Jiayu felt a surge of anger in his heart, and rushed in front of the two menacingly, with an ugly expression on his face.

Before he could speak, Xiao Jingyu said, "Why are you running around dressed like this? Who allowed you to come here?"

"Obviously you asked me to choose the wedding dress! I picked it up and wanted to show you, but you actually, unexpectedly..." Feng Jiayu pointed at Xiao Jingyu, trembling angrily: "Are you here?" What is this doing with Ke Yunchu!"

Xiao Jingyu put the unconscious Ke Yunchuping in his arms on the bed, and warned: "If you don't want to become dumb, shut down your voice."

Feng Jiayu's voice lowered immediately, but his tone was still fierce: "You, don't stay alone with him, leave quickly..."

Xiao Jingyu laughed angrily at him: "Why do you order the widow?"

"I'm your queen-to-be..." Feng Jiayu originally said it with confidence, but seeing Xiao Jingyu gave him a deep look, he suddenly had a trace of self-doubt, and added weakly: "...Isn't it?"

Xiao Jingyu smiled inexplicably, sending chills down Feng Jiayu's spine, just when he thought he was going to get angry, he said calmly: "Be good, go back to your own room first."

Feng Jiayu saw that he was not angry, and even spoke nicely to himself, so he immediately went online: "I don't want it!"

"Huh?" Xiao Jingyu's face darkened slightly.

"I don't... ah!"

Xiao Jingyu stood up suddenly, took Feng Jiayu's arm, and threw him all the way to the door.

Feng Jiayu was so painfully pulled by him, he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, his foot tripped on the threshold, his center of gravity was unstable, and he rushed forward in embarrassment.

Xiao Jingyu stopped talking to him this time, looked at him condescendingly, and said two words coldly: "Go back."

After speaking, he closed the door in front of him.

Feng Jiayu looked at the closed door in front of him, Xiao Jingyu's strength still remained on his arm, and there was a faint pain.

He felt that he was extremely embarrassed, sobbed a little, got up with his hands on the ground, turned around and left with a limp.

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When Xiao Jingyu came to the West Pavilion, Feng Jiayu was still sitting in front of the table sulking, still wearing the bright red wedding dress.

Seeing him approaching, she deliberately turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

Xiao Jingyu raised his eyebrows: "Still angry?"

Hearing this, Feng Jiayu felt aggrieved, and pursed his lips even tighter, his cheeks puffed up with anger, like a hamster eating.

Xiao Jingyu raised his chin, and jokingly said, "Have you really become Noble?"

Feng Jiayu turned his head noblely and coldly, he must not forgive him easily!

Xiao Jingyu chuckled, "Ke Yunchu's health is not good, why do you bother with him? He is seriously ill, and I just go to see him, so you are so jealous? Huh?"

Feng Jiayu couldn't help retorting: "Then you can go and see him, why are you hugging him?"

"He passed out, the widow just caught him, and then you came in at this time."

Feng Jiayu didn't turn her head around, but she glanced at him quietly, her tone loosened: "...Really? Then why are you attacking me..."

"Are you a villain who complains first?" Xiao Jingyu raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his handsome nose: "Who do you think has a bad attitude?"

Feng Jiayu recalled the scene at that time, and it seemed that he was the one who questioned him first with a bad attitude, his bulging cheeks gradually relaxed, and most of his anger had disappeared.

Xiao Jingyu: "Since you want to be a qualified concubine, you should learn to be tolerant. Which concubine do you see has a small belly?"

Feng Jiayu's heart was moved by the words Wangfei. He reflected for a while, and what Xiao Jingyu said was not unreasonable. He was really a little stingy. Ke Yunchu was indeed in a coma at the time, so he shouldn't blame him.

He finally turned his head and looked directly at Xiao Jingyu, a little uncertain, and said awkwardly: "Shall I go and see him again?"

"Let's go when he is better some other day."

Feng Jiayu nodded: "I, I want to be a qualified princess... By the way, take a look at the wedding dress I picked, does it look good?"

After such a fuss just now, he almost forgot what his original purpose was.

He held up the hem of his clothes and turned around in front of Xiao Jingyu.

Xiao Jingyu: "Not bad."

Xiao Jingyu seldom complimented others, and what he said was not bad, in Feng Jiayu's ears, it already had the same meaning as "it's so beautiful", so he went around a few times happily.

Turning my head was a little dizzy before stopping, and I didn't forget to complain: "However, this wedding dress is a little bigger, and the tailoring room is really good, but I didn't remember my size, and I will send it back for them to try again later." Change it!"

Xiao Jingyu followed his words and said with a smile: "Well, do as you like."

Feng Jiayu felt more and more satisfied as he touched the scarlet wedding dress on his body.

He could already imagine that after a while, he would be able to put on this dress, get married to Xiao Jingyu under the witness of everyone, and then domineeringly announce to everyone that Xiao Jingyu was his.

He was immersed in his own joy, and he didn't see Xiao Jingyu's smile only stayed on his lips, not reaching his eyes.

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After a few days, Feng Jiayu came to Dongge again.

On the way, he had already made up his mind that he should take care of him as soon as he entered the door, but when he reached the door, he suddenly became awkward again.

Ke Yunchu has improved in the past two days, and he woke up from a coma, but he is still not in good spirits, and his beautiful little face is pale and sickly, very pitiful.

Feng Jiayu's awkwardness was naturally forgotten, and he pinched his face and asked, "Why are you always sick? You are sick all day long, how can you attend my wedding then?"

Ke Yunchu's face was pinched out of shape by him, and he asked inarticulately, "Senmo...a gift?"

Feng Jiayu said to him triumphantly: "...I'm going to marry Xiao Jingyu soon!"

Ke Yunchu was stunned, he didn't forget that brother Jinyu said that he wanted to accept himself as a concubine, seeing the happy look of the fifth prince in front of him, he felt that Xiao Jingyu's words to marry him were just to stimulate brother Jialan to return the city and marry the fifth prince That's true.

After all, the Fifth Prince likes him so much, he must be able to feel it.

He laughed and said sincerely: "Congratulations to the fifth prince..."

Seeing that he was so knowledgeable, Feng Jiayu patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, when Xiao Jingyu and I get married, he will release the second brother, and the two of you can be together again Already!"

Unexpectedly, Ke Yunchu shrank his head into the quilt: "I don't want to be with him anymore..."

"...Why?" This answer was beyond Feng Jiayu's expectation, and he immediately warned with a sense of crisis: "If you want to be with Xiao Jingyu, I will never allow it!"

Ke Yunchu quickly declared: "I won't rob Brother Goldfish with you..."

"Hmph, you still have self-knowledge." Feng Jiayu made a heavy "hum" sound from his nose: "He is mine."

Ke Yunchu sincerely wished again: "I wish you happiness..."

Feng Jiayu had a bright smile on his face: "Got it!"

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Not long after, finally came the day that Feng Jiayu had longed for, the auspicious day of getting married.

Uncharacteristically, he got up early, and the tailor room delivered the wedding clothes early in the morning.

Diehua helped him put on the wedding dress, and was about to praise him, but saw him flicking his sleeves, with an angry look on his face: "Damn dog slave, let them change the size, and sent it here as it is!"

Die Hua comforted him and said, "Young master... Wangfei calm down... Today is your day of great joy, so don't be angry, lest you spoil your joy."

Feng Jiayu was soothed by the "Princess" and snorted lightly: "I'll settle the score with them next time!"

Because he is a man, it is not suitable to wear heavy makeup. Diehua simply painted his eyebrows and put on some lip balm to make his eyebrows and eyes more vivid, but the makeup is not thick, which is quite fresh and refined.

Diehua praised repeatedly: "The king will definitely be very satisfied with the princess!"

"Then... what should I do next?" Feng Jiayu has never learned the etiquette of getting married, and Xiao Jingyu has never had someone teach him, so he knows nothing about the whole process, only knowing that to meet guests, enter bridal chamber.

Diehua put the red hijab on his head and smiled: "Next, the princess will just wait for eight sedan chairs to pick you up."