The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Feng Jiayu was suddenly carried on his shoulders, startled, and quickly beat his back with his hands, trying to let him down.

But when his fist landed on the young man who had grown up practicing martial arts, it didn't hurt at all, and he carried him outside without stopping.

"I won't eat you, what are you afraid of? I'm not interested in men." The boy said jokingly.

Feng Jiayu was so uncomfortable being carried, blood rushed to his head, he opened his mouth and bit the boy's shoulder.

"Tsk, are you a dog?"

The young man didn't notice, but was bitten by him a little painfully.

But fortunately, he had already reached his room, and the boy finally let him down.

Feng Jiayu sat on the ground panting, trying to calm down the stomach that had been overwhelmed just now.

The boy could only see a wound on his forehead, but he couldn't see where the wound was on his body.

He pondered for a while, and stepped forward to take off his clothes.

But Feng Jiayu opened his hands like a frightened bird, put them in front of his body, protected his skirt, and looked at him vigilantly.

The young man stared at his open hand, stunned for a moment, and said helplessly, "I just want to see where you are hurt, and help you bandage it, so you won't be so defensive, right? What's more, I have already said that I am not I like men."

Feng Jiayu still sat there motionless.

The boy forcibly pulled his hand away, causing him to howl hoarsely, as if warning him.

He seemed to see a little hedgehog with thorns all over his body to protect himself.

The boy suddenly straightened his face, and said fiercely to Feng Jiayu, "Be good, sit still, or I'll beat you up!"

Feng Jiayu was taken aback, his body suddenly became stiff, and he really sat still, looking aggrieved, and his already foggy eyes became even more moist.

The young man did not soften his heart. Taking advantage of this moment, he directly took off his dirty clothes, and then he was stunned.

so white......

Most Chengyuan people have dark skin, and a few are fair, such as himself, who is only wheat-colored.

But the skin of the person in front of him was as white as milk.

Feng Jiayu, who was forcibly stripped of his clothes, was at a loss. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he could only use his palms to try to cover his body and block the other party's eyes.

After dazed for a while, the boy remembered what he should do, pulled his hands away, and examined him carefully.

As a result, Feng Jiayu's tears fell down, making the young man feel helpless: "If I am gentle and you refuse to cooperate, but if I am fierce, you will shed tears for me. What is wrong with it? In the past, if someone waited on you, you would I can't be mad at you."

After the inspection, he found that Feng Jiayu had no serious wounds, but some minor abrasions. Only the wound on the forehead was more serious, so he took out the medicine in the room to help him deal with it.

He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, bumps and bumps are inevitable, medicines are always prepared in his room, and his techniques are also proficient.

Feng Jiayu stared blankly at the young man opposite, and finally understood that the other party didn't seem to want to hurt herself.

Although his movements were very light, Feng Jiayu still wrinkled his face in pain.

Seeing this, the young man helped him apply the medicine, and said, "My father actually likes a delicate man like you... why don't you find a softer woman."

"Okay, look, my technique is still very good."

The boy gave him a bronze mirror.

Feng Jiayu looked at himself in the mirror, a little dazed.

The person in the mirror had two white bandages wrapped around his head, and a little blood stained his face. His face looked young... Then why did he marry someone who could be a father?

He put down the mirror, lowered his head, and looked unwilling to face reality.

The young man thought to himself, this man is thin-skinned and tender-skinned, and he has not experienced any hardships at first glance. Maybe he was also a son of a rich family...or maybe he was a well-raised young lady in a brothel.

He keenly felt that the little hedgehog in front of him was less guarded against him, which gave him a vague sense of satisfaction.

He suddenly wanted to know what the little thing in front of him would look like after he completely let go of his guard.

He smiled and introduced himself: "My name is Xiao Mingchen, what's your name?"

Feng Jiayu shook his head.

"Hiss...I forgot you can't speak...then can you write?"

Feng Jiayu still shook his head.

Xiao Mingchen was driven a little crazy by him, "Aside from shaking your head, what else can you do?"

Feng Jiayu shook his head angrily.

Xiao Mingchen took a deep breath, managed to maintain a good tone, and asked again: "Are you from Chengyuan? Judging by your face, you don't look like someone from here..."

Now Feng Jiayu stopped shaking his head, but froze.He doesn't remember anything.

Xiao Mingchen looked at his wandering eyes, obviously unwilling to match his appearance, and felt that he simply didn't know what to do, since he refused to tell him anything, why should he put his hot face on his cold ass.

For a moment, he even thought in his heart that maybe this person is really a young man who only entered the general's mansion for money, and just now he was just pretending to be pitiful so that he would not cause him trouble.

So his face suddenly turned cold, and he said: "I have already bandaged you, you can go back. But, you have to remember what I said, you are not allowed to see my father or my mother secretly." Show off your power in front of you."

Feng Jiayu looked at him in astonishment, not thinking why Xiao Mingchen, who was very gentle just now, would change his face.

Xiao Mingchen pulled him up: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Feng Jiayu followed Xiao Mingchen in a daze, and after walking for a while, he realized that he brought her back to the utility room just now, and then turned to leave.

He hastily stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve.

Xiao Mingchen paused, turned his head, and looked at the other party suspiciously.

"What? I want to show my love again at this time? I won't follow your tricks, let go."

Feng Jiayu felt aggrieved, and slowly let go of his hand, then silently watched Xiao Mingchen leave here.

After Xiao Mingchen left, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable again. When he was practicing martial arts, he was always distracted by the boy who looked at him pitifully.

Forget it, let's check it out later...

But after he finished his martial arts training, he received a summons from the general's wife, so he went there for a while, ate shortbread made by his mother himself, and after chatting with her for a while, he turned around and forgot about it.

The next day, when Xiao Mingchen woke up, he remembered the mute in the utility room.

He came to the utility room, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the mute curled up in a corner in a very pitiful posture, as if he was still trembling.

...he wouldn't just lie there all day without eating anything?

Because he was cold and hungry, he didn't sleep soundly, his eyelashes fluttered constantly, he didn't know if he was having a nightmare.

Xiao Mingchen suddenly felt compassion again.

He always couldn't see other people's miserable appearance in front of him, so he stepped forward and shook his body: "Wake up...dumb, wake up..."

But the mute didn't move at all, Xiao Mingchen touched his forehead, it was very hot, his lips were chapped and peeled, probably because he was so hungry that he was dehydrated and had a fever.

He also didn't want to see if he was pretending, and carried him back to his room.

After hesitating for a while, he still put him on his bed, and asked someone to bring over the shortbread he brought back from his mother yesterday.

After such a toss, Feng Jiayu finally regained some consciousness.

Seeing that he seemed to be waking up, Xiao Mingchen quickly pretended: "Oh, are you still sleeping? I haven't seen anyone who can sleep until now."

Feng Jiayu rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them, he saw Xiao Mingchen standing in front of him.

His nose moved, and he suddenly smelled the aroma of dim sum.

Feng Jiayu was already hungry, and when he smelled this aroma, his stomach couldn't help but growl.

Although he lost his memory, he was not without shame. Knowing that his behavior like this was actually a loss of composure, he immediately blushed.

Xiao Mingchen saw that his face was pink, but... quite cute, so he picked up a piece of shortbread with a smile, shook it in front of him, his teeth were very white, "Want to eat it?"

Feng Jiayu nodded slightly, with begging and longing in his eyes, and swallowed reflexively.

Xiao Mingchen recalled his hateful appearance of only shaking his head yesterday, and pretended to be surprised and said, "So you can understand human language? I thought you couldn't understand me at all."

Feng Jiayu didn't respond to his words, his eyes were still dull.

He just wanted to eat the shortbread in his hand.

Xiao Mingchen felt bored again, sighed and said, "Forget it...don't tease you, let's eat."

As he spoke, he stuffed the shortbread into his mouth.

Feng Jiayu was like a little animal, happy because he got his own food, and like a hamster, he held the shortbread in both hands and began to gnaw.

Xiao Mingchen poured him a cup of tea very considerately. Seeing that he was eating to his heart's content, he squatted down in front of him again, "Hey, you ate the food I gave you, don't you know how to thank me? Even if you are a little dumb, You should also express your gratitude, right?"

Feng Jiayu raised his head, there were still fine pieces of cake crumbs on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the other party carefully, for fear that what he had done would cause the other party's dissatisfaction, and he would be thrown back into the small house to starve, so he tried Opened his mouth.

"......Thank you."

Xiao Mingchen was just talking casually at first, and didn't expect him to say thank you at all, but he didn't expect to have something other than harvest, he showed surprise, and it took him a long time to realize, "Did you just talk?"

"Thank you......"

Feng Jiayu said it again, his voice was hoarse, but his pronunciation was clear.

It turned out that the child in front of him was not dumb at all!