The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Although the emperor gave Feng Jialan one year to complete the tasks he arranged, in fact he only took ten months to complete these matters. His outstanding ability made the emperor feel heartache and regret again.

He should have asked him to stay for three years...one year was too cheap for him.

After ten months of precipitation, Feng Jialan still did not regret her original decision, but became more determined, and realized more and more clearly that the status of a fool in her heart has surpassed the so-called supreme power.

After putting all these down, he even walked a lot easier.

Back in the dormitory, Tweety told him that Ke Yunchu was in the study, and his heart skipped a beat.

Ke Yunchu hadn't been in his study for a long time, remembering the incident where Ke Yunchu stole the token and escaped in the study, his expression changed, and he hurried to the study.

The guards at the door of the study wanted to salute him. He signaled them not to make any noise, and his footsteps were deliberately light. Then he walked to the door of the study and pushed the door open.

Ke Yunchu turned his back to him and didn't know what he was doing. He was startled by the sound of the door opening, and turned around in a little panic.

Feng Jialan's heart sank immediately, and she stared at him fiercely: "What are you doing?"

This is the first time Feng Jialan has shown such an expression in front of him for so long, Ke Yunchu was stunned, and then showed him the book in his hand: "I am teaching Tuanzi to read poetry..."

Tuanzi is two years old and can speak fluently, but he still doesn't like to speak very much. Unlike his exquisite and beautiful appearance, he is as taciturn as a little old man.

Ke Yunchu was at a loss and pulled Tuanzi to stand up, "No, can't you come here... Then I will go out with Tuanzi..."

It was only then that Feng Jialan noticed that Tuanzi was there, looked at the illustrated poem book in Ke Yunchu's hand, and relaxed his tense nerves just now.

Ke Yunchu wanted to stagger his body and walk out.

"It's not like this..." Feng Jialan grabbed him, hugged him into his arms, rested his chin on his shoulder, and let out a light breath.

Ke Yunchu noticed something was wrong with him, and slowly raised his hand to put on his back: "Brother Jialan, what's wrong?"

"Do you still remember the last time you entered my study? You stole my token, left a note for me and ran away." Feng Jialan's tone was full of accusations that could not be concealed: " I'm afraid you're..."

It turned out that this was the case, Ke Yunchu grinned first, and then smirked.

The back under the palm is firm and warm, full of strength, but such a person unabashedly says "scared" to him...

He broke away from Feng Jialan's arms, looked at him innocently with almond eyes: "I'm really just teaching Tuanzi to read poetry...Tanzi, please read to Dad the poem that Dad just taught you. ...."

In order to distinguish the two fathers, at first they planned to call the dumpling son Ke Yunchu's father and Feng Jialan's father.

But not to say that the word duplication was the last stubbornness of Tuanzi, so he had no choice but to call Ke Yunchu "Daddy" and Feng Jialan "Daddy".

Tuanzi spoke cooperatively, and said in a childlike voice: "The moonlight in front of the bed is probably frost on the ground. Look up at the moon and look down at your hometown."

After Feng Jialan heard this, she couldn't help raising her hand to her lips and coughed lightly, hiding the smile on her lips.

Reciting poems can be said to be Ke Yunchu's lifelong enemy. He struggled to recite poems himself, but he never thought he could teach Tuanzi to recite poems now.

If this continues, the poems that Tuanzi can memorize will soon surpass that of his father.

The family of three walked out of the study together, and Ke Yunchu realized that it was still early, and asked in surprise, "Why did you come back so early today?"

Feng Jialan looked at the sky outside the palace wall, turned her head to him and said, "Every day from now on, I can be by your side."

Ke Yunchu couldn't react for a while, and then he opened his eyes suddenly, "We can go out of the palace now?!"

"Well, I can accompany you wherever you want to go in the future."

"Then, let's go to the Peach Blossom Spring!" Ke Yunchu's bright pupils sparkled with anticipation.

Feng Jialan mentioned to him before, "Find a place like Peach Blossom Spring, and live there forever", but he didn't expect him to remember it.

Ke Yunchu memorized Peach Blossom Spring when he was in school, and it took him a long time to memorize.

Although he quickly forgot the specific content after the husband finished his recitation, he still remembered that it was a peaceful and happy paradise with beautiful scenery.

Feng Jialan fondled Ke Yunchu's hair and agreed, "Okay, let's go to Taohuayuan."

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Ke Yunchu and Feng Jialan searched the entire territory of Feng Sui together, and found to their disappointment that there is no place called Taohuayuan.

Peach Blossom Spring is really just a legend, it doesn't exist in the real world.

Feng Jialan said: "If there is no Peach Blossom Spring, I will create one for you."

He was not joking, he even went to consult the doctor of Yubu, who was in charge of the forest greening, and under his guidance, he chose a place suitable for the growth of peach blossoms, packed a bag of peach tree seeds, and brought Ke Yunchu and Tuanzi, the three of them, together The carriage set off.

They traveled leisurely and leisurely, and finally arrived at their destination, Baisha Village.

This is a very ordinary mountain village, even a little small. There are no more than thirty households in the mountain village, but the climate and soil here are very suitable for growing peach blossoms. The fresh air is also very good for Ke Yunchu's body.

The villagers were full of curiosity about the three of them who came by air, because the two big and one small didn't match the small village in terms of appearance, clothing or temperament.

Feng Jialan looked helplessly at their courtyard "passing by" from time to time, and the villagers who looked inside suddenly took out the bag of peach tree seeds from their bags and walked outside the door.

Ke Yunchu didn't know what he was going to do, but he also followed.

But Feng Jialan walked outside the courtyard and said to the group of villagers who were probing their brains: "Hello, my name is Afeng. I was originally a businessman, but my fiancée Ayun's health is not good, so I plan to abandon the business and return to the forest. , from today, we are neighbors, please take care of each other. This is a little gift from us to you."

Feng Jialan distributed the seeds in the bag to the villagers.

Feng Jialan has investigated that although this place is suitable for planting peach trees, the villagers here are self-sufficient and grow some vegetables and grains, and no one grows peach trees.

"These are high-quality peach tree seeds. You can plant a few of them in each family. When they bear fruit, you can keep the ones you like to eat for yourself, and those you don't like to eat can be bought at the market for a good price."

"peach?"

"I have eaten, I have eaten!"

"What's the smell, Tie Zhu?"

"It's delicious! It's sour and sweet...Thank you, Afeng! Your fiancée must be covered with iron pillars!"

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The villagers chattered and discussed, and it took a long time to disperse outside the courtyard.

After they left, Ke Yunchu asked curiously, "Brother Jialan, did you plan to share the seeds with others?"

Feng Jialan scratched his nose amusedly: "Of course, is it possible that the two of us can grow so many trees?"

Ke Yunchu clapped his hands: "You are so smart! When the peach trees grow up and the peach blossoms bloom, we will have a peach blossom garden..."

There was a longing look on his face.

Feng Jialan looked at the happy backs of the villagers, "Well, our Peach Blossom Spring."

"But...why am I a fiancee?" Ke Yunchu pouted his red lips aggrievedly, and his eyes showed a trace of condemnation.

"Because, I plan to give you another wedding." Feng Jialan said softly: "The previous time... I didn't treat it well, and I have always regretted it."

At that time, Ke Yunchu looked at him obediently every day, hoping that he would give him more attention, but the response he gave him was not good at all, and this matter became a lump in his heart.

Ke Yunchu hugged his neck happily and kissed him.

On the second day, they unexpectedly found many unexpected things outside the courtyard.

Two handfuls of cabbage, a basket of radishes, a catty of rice, a few loaches...

They are all insignificant things, but they are the simplest return gifts from the villagers.

Feng Jialan and Ke Yunchu looked at each other and smiled.

In order to get closer to the local life, they even reclaimed a field by themselves.

The two lived here day after day, and Ke Yunchu and Tuanzi never got sick again in such an environment, which made Feng Jialan very gratified.

No wonder the ancients said that they only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals. Life in court is like a bird in a cage. How can there be happiness in experiencing the joy of life with your lover?

During this period of getting along, the neighbors have a good impression of them. The two are very tender, not dark and thick like the local residents at all, and they are humble and polite, which is particularly prominent in this environment. The two The indistinct nobility on his body always makes the villagers subconsciously want to tolerate them.

"I want to invite Uncle Li, Aunt Ma, Aunt Liu..."

Ke Yunchu counted the farmers living around them one by one with his fingers.

Feng Jialan couldn't laugh or cry, touched Ke Yunchu's head and said, "Please come here, I want them to witness our happiness together."

Ke Yunchu took the initiative to hug Feng Jialan: "Thank you brother Jialan!"

Feng Jialan shook her head: "After all these days, why haven't you corrected it? From now on, I am not Feng Jialan, nor are you Ke Yunchu. You want to call me Afeng, you know?"

Ke Yunchu nodded, smiled white teeth, and said, "Ah Feng!"

Feng Jialan placed a kiss on his lips in satisfaction, with a smile in her eyes, as pretty as a spring peach.

He is the wind, he is the cloud, the cloud will always follow the wind, and the wind will always move around the cloud.

Although the peach blossoms haven't grown yet, Ke Yunchu is there.

This is his fairyland on earth, and this is his paradise.