The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

The emperor had the noisy parrot taken out, and then he turned around and looked at Feng Jialan who was still kneeling on the ground, and said angrily, "Tell me, why do you want to leave the palace? You are the most ambitious of my children." How could one of you suddenly want to leave the palace and go back to hiding!"

Feng Jialan: "My son has distracted thoughts, and I can't devote myself wholeheartedly. It is not the most suitable for me to govern the country."

Emperor: "Who are your distracting thoughts?! Crown Princess?"

Feng Jialan lowered her head and didn't speak, it was acquiescence to his words.

The emperor is a complete egoist, and he liked Ke Yunchu before simply because of his status as "the reincarnation of a koi carp", which can bring good luck.

But now Feng Jialan even wants to leave the palace because of Ke Yunchu's newborn distractions, that love has turned into jealousy.

Feng Jialan was still kneeling, and the emperor turned around twice in the imperial study room: "Are you going to give up your current position for Ke Yunchu?!"

Feng Jialan: "Father Huang Mingjian, this is entirely my own idea, and has nothing to do with Ke Yunchu. He didn't ask my son to do this."

Instead, he persuaded himself to stay...

Thinking of Ke Yunchu who solemnly asked him to be a good emperor, but with an unconcealable disappointed expression on his face, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

The little fool who was hurt by him can still put his ideals first, so why not fulfill his wish this time?

The emperor stared at Feng Jialan who had softened a lot.

He seems to be passionate, but in fact he is ruthless, and Feng Jialan seems to be ruthless, but when he was tempted, he was able to do so.

He snorted heavily, and said to the guards outside the door, "Come here! Pass on my order and arrest the princess. Without my order, the prince is not allowed to meet him again!"

Feng Jialan never thought that he could get the emperor to agree, gritted his teeth, and gave the emperor another nod, "If the father does not agree, the son will kneel here until the father is willing to agree to the son." until."

"Then you should reflect on how stupid what you just said is here!" The emperor threw up his sleeves angrily and left, asking him to kneel here and think calmly, maybe he can figure it out.

When the emperor came to the imperial study room the next day, Feng Jialan was still kneeling at the door, when she saw him coming, she bowed her head and called him: "Father emperor."

The emperor didn't say a word, just snorted coldly, turned around and walked into the imperial study.

If he wants to kneel, let him kneel, but he wants to see how long he can last.

If he refuses to agree for the rest of his life, can he still kneel here for the rest of his life?

In his heart, he was still unwilling to believe that Feng Jialan would give up his qualification to inherit the throne for a mere man.

But Feng Jialan actually knelt outside the imperial study for three days and three nights without eating or drinking. This news spread throughout the palace, and rumors spread all over the place.

When a pair of blue satin boots embroidered with a golden dragon pattern on a white bottom stopped in front of her, Feng Jialan understood that she had won the game.

The emperor's eyes were complicated, "Do you really want to abolish your legs?"

It is early spring now, and the cold air in spring is even colder than winter. No matter how good his physical fitness is, if he continues to kneel like this, he will still suffer from sequelae.

Feng Jialan raised her head neither humble nor overbearing: "If the father can agree, it doesn't matter if you lose a pair of legs."

"Have you really thought about it, and you want to give up this position?"

Feng Jialan firmly bowed to the emperor, expressing her determination, "I have already thought about it very clearly, I beg my father to help my son."

The emperor sighed slowly, "I can agree with you to leave, but there are conditions."

"Thank you, Father, for your success. As long as Father agrees to my son's request, no matter what the conditions are, the son can agree."

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Ke Yunchu was inexplicably taken from the East Palace to a small side hall and locked up for three days. Three days later, he was sent back to the East Palace from the side hall.

As soon as he stepped into the East Palace, Cui'er hugged the dumpling and greeted him with tears in her eyes: "Crown Princess! You, are you alright?"

Ke Yunchu shook his head, he was just locked up, no one did anything to him, the food was still good.

It was rare for Tuanzi to reach out to him on his own initiative: "Ah, Dad..."

Ke Yunchu took the dumpling, pouted and kissed the dumpling on the face: "Tuanzi, Daddy misses you so much!"

Cui'er saw that although he was holding the dumpling in his arms, his eyes were still a little erratic, she understood, and said to him: "Crown Princess, His Royal Highness hasn't come back yet..."

Ke Yunchu was indeed looking for Feng Jialan unconsciously just now: "Where is brother Jialan?"

"Princess, don't you know...?"

Ke Yunchu has been isolated from the world for the past three days. Hearing what she said, a dazed expression appeared on his face: "Know what?"

"The crown prince has been kneeling outside the imperial study for three days and three nights! It's spread throughout the palace!" Cui'er showed an ambiguous look on her face, "I heard that His Royal Highness did this for the sake of you... ..”

"for me?"

Ke Yunchu stared blankly at Tweety, then suddenly stuffed the dumpling into Tweety's arms, turned around and ran outside.

Tweety shouted anxiously behind him: "Crown Princess! Where are you going!"

Ke Yunchu just wanted to run to Feng Jialan's side quickly, and rushed forward with his head buried, but bumped into someone's arms head-on.

The man lost his balance and fell backwards due to his impact, but his hands were protecting him tightly.

The man took advantage of the situation and pulled him into his arms: "Where are you going in such a panic?"

Just by smelling his breath, Ke Yunchu knew who it was. He stood up from his arms and looked him up and down: "Brother Jialan, you..."

Feng Jialan hugged his waist tightly: "I have good news for you, do you want to hear it?"

Ke Yunchu pursed his lips, "What, what good news?"

"Do you still remember what I told you a few days ago?" Feng Jialan had a relaxed smile on her face that she had never had before: "Give me another year, and we will go wherever you want."

"Stay in the palace for another year. Now that Feng Sui has just returned to unity, there are still many things to deal with. I need your assistance. Also, no matter how far you go, you must return to the palace once a year to provide new ways of governing the country. .”

This is the condition put forward by the emperor.

Ke Yunchu was a little dazed, and wanted to ask him if he really wanted to give up the position of prince and accompany him to the place he wanted to go?

But Feng Jialan's gentle gaze made him feel that he didn't need to ask any more, because the answers had already been written in his eyes, and any questioning would be superfluous.

"Why don't you speak?" Feng Jialan hesitated: "...you don't want to?"

Ke Yunchu's eyes sparkled, he no longer hesitated: "I am willing!"

Ke Yunchu and Feng Jialan hugged each other for a while under the eyes of everyone at the gate of the East Palace, until seeing Tuanzi walking towards them with short legs, Ke Yunchu asked: "Are we... up?"

Feng Jialan smiled bitterly: "Chuchu...can you give me a hand?"

Only then did Ke Yunchu realize something was wrong. If it was normal, he would not be knocked down by himself.

Thinking of what Cui'er said just now that he knelt in the imperial study for three days and three nights, he must have been frostbitten in such a cold day.

It can be seen that his father, who has always doted on Jia Lan's brother, made him kneel for so long. It can be seen that he is really angry.

And elder brother Jialan would make his father angry because of himself...so he would be hurt because of himself...

He hurriedly got up from him, trying to pull Feng Jialan up with both hands clumsily.

But he didn't have much strength, so he had to clenched his teeth, his face was wrinkled, and even his facial features were exerting force.

It's not that Feng Jialan can't use his strength at all, originally he didn't want Ke Yunchu to know what happened in the past few days, not only because he didn't want him to worry, but also because he was afraid that there would be a burden in his heart.

But looking at such a lovely Ke Yunchu, he couldn't help but intentionally play tricks. After getting up, he lay on Ke Yunchu's back and let him "carry" him on his back. In fact, his feet didn't leave the ground. He didn't put his whole weight on him.

He was fluttering in his heart, but he heard Ke Yunchu suck his nose.

He straightened up immediately, and turned Ke Yunchu's face. Sure enough, the person in front of him had a flushed nose and two tears in his eyes. He immediately apologized to him in distress: "I just pretended. It's all right, don't cry."

Ke Yunchu squatted down, and under Feng Jialan's unclear gaze, he stretched out his finger and poked Feng Jialan's knee.

The severe pain caused Feng Jialan's expression to change slightly.

Ke Yunchu was even more sad, tears fell down and hit Feng Jialan's shoe.

Now it was Feng Jialan who pulled him up and coaxed him frantically, but no matter how coaxed he was, he couldn't stop his tears.

"You said before that 'Chuchu won't cry', have you forgotten?" Feng Jialan deliberately imitated his tone in order to tease him, "Why are you now a little crybag?"

As he said this, he actually knew very well in his heart that almost all the tears of the little fool were shed for himself.

Because of this, he never wanted to see his tears again, and he never wanted him to cry again.

He held Ke Yunchu's face in both hands, and said in a helpless and doting voice, "I'm fine at first, but it hurts me even more when you cry."

Ke Yunchu still had tears in his eyes. After listening to his words, he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. Feng Jialan's heart almost melted for him as the tears hung in his eyes, and he wiped them with his thumb. To get rid of the teardrop, I lowered my head and touched his lips lightly, "Hey, trust me, this little injury is nothing at all, just sleep and it will be fine."

Ke Yunchu pouted and nodded, and helped Feng Jialan back into the hall.