The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

6【About the first tree planting】

Feng Jialan finished boasting with her eyes closed, and didn't mind that his body was dirty and muddy, and picked him up with one hand like a child.

Ke Yunchu sat in the crook of his arms, with his arms around his neck. He was flattered by the praise, and looked expectantly at the freshly watered soil: "When the flowers bloom, the village will definitely become very beautiful."

There was a bright smile on his lips, and he was full of longing for the future life.

Feng Jialan looked at his smiling like a flower, her eyes darkened, and she chuckled softly: "My wife is more beautiful than flowers."

Ke Yunchu stretched out his hand and traced the outline of Feng Jialan with his fingertips: "Ah Feng is the one who looks good..."

Tuanzi, who had been sitting on the small bench next to him, glanced at the two grown-ups, turned around and entered the room by himself, out of sight.

Parents are true love, children are just accidents.

Ke Yunchu suddenly thought of something: "That's right..."

"Huh?" Feng Jialan's ending sound rose slightly.

Ke Yunchu twisted his buttocks, slipped down from Feng Jialan's arms, squatted down and poked the soft soil that had just been turned over: "Shall we make a mark here? What if we get up tomorrow and forget where to bury it... ...."

Although Feng Jialan didn't think there would be such a possibility, but according to his words, he raised his hand and rubbed his broken hair and said, "Okay."

His messy hair, which was blown by the wind, was almost like a chicken coop after being rubbed by Feng Jialan just now.

Coupled with his serious expression, Feng Jialan couldn't help but raise his cheekbones to the sky. Seeing Ke Yunchu's eyes turned from seriousness to doubt, he coughed lightly, pretending that nothing happened, "Let's name this peach tree. , the mark is to write the name of the peach tree."

Ke Yunchu always likes to name those flowers and plants, hearing him say that, he was immediately distracted.

"Let me think about it..." Ke Yunchu held his chin with his right hand, rolled his nimble eyeballs, and many names flashed through his mind, but he couldn't settle down for a while.

Feng Jialan doesn't care about choosing a name, as long as Ke Yunchu is happy, it doesn't matter how weird the name is.

Unknowingly, the midday sun shone on my shoulders, making them a little scorching hot.

Feng Jialan subconsciously raised her sleeves to block some sunlight for Ke Yunchu.

"Is it hot?" He twisted the broken hair that remained on Ke Yunchu's face behind his ears, and his red face was completely exposed, like a ripe plum, so alluring, he subconsciously said, "Let's call it Xiao Lizi. "

Ke Yunchu tilted his head: "Afeng, do you miss Eunuch Li?"

Feng Jialan paused for a moment, only to realize that he had misunderstood the "little plum" in his mouth, and explained to him dumbfounded.

But he still seemed a little uneasy, and said in a tangled manner: "If you want to go back to the palace..."

Feng Jialan did not speak, but took out a wooden board, carved a few words on it with a carving knife, and inserted it into the soil where the seeds were buried.

"The wind moves around the clouds..." Ke Yunchu murmured, his eyes shining brightly.

"Yeah." Feng Jialan turned her head gently, "I will always be by your side."

Ke Yunchu raised his eyebrows that were frowning in confusion just now, and smiled sweetly: "Then I will always be by your side."

......

Ever since, the peach tree finally had a domineering name, "Fengyun".

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7【About Fishing】

The morning sun slanted into the bamboo house slightly, Feng Jialan was already fully dressed and stood by the bed, looking at Ke Yunchu on the bed.

Ke Yunchu, who was wearing a light yellow robe, was sleeping sweetly and soundly, holding the blue ink quilt that left his breath in his arms, and the corners of Feng Jialan's mouth curled up slightly.

These days, I spent a lot of time eating and drinking in the neighbors, and today Feng Jialan finally planned to cook by herself.

Ke Yunchu loves fish, so he got up early today to catch a few fish in the lake, and made a pot of delicious fish soup for him at noon.

This inaccessible dense forest is called Qinglin, surrounded by many exotic flowers and plants, rare trees, green and lush, these plants surround Qinglin Lake, like a piece of jasper scattered among the mountains and forests.

In the center of the lake, there is a pair of mandarin ducks nestled together with their necks crossed, and they swim together to the forest on the other side of the lake. The water surface they pass has slight ripples.

From time to time, an egret flying in the air suddenly rushes into the lake, picks up a plump carp in the lake with its slender beak, and immediately swallows it into its stomach.

Feng Jialan was standing by the lake with a fishing rod in his hand, and he couldn't help but think that when the peach blossom tree just planted on Jia'an bloomed, it would be such a beautiful day.

An hour later, Ke Yunchu finally woke up from his sleep. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and found that there was no one around.

He wakes up in Feng Jialan's arms every day, but today he is missing.

Ke Yunchu immediately jumped off the bed and ran outside the house.

Tuanzi sat alone on a small bench basking in the sun for an unknown how long.

"Tuanzi, where is your father?"

Tuanzi silently shook his head.

Ke Yunchu was a little flustered, but after seeing the writing on the wooden board next to the peach tree with saplings growing at the door, his heart settled down again, and he said to Tuanzi: "Father, go find him!"

He aimlessly called Feng Jialan's name in the jungle.

Hearing Ke Yunchu's voice, Feng Jialan immediately dropped the fishing rod in her hand, followed the sound, and saw a pale yellow figure, tapped her toes, and jumped to his side: "Why did you run out?"

As soon as Ke Yunchu turned around, he bumped into him, smelled his breath, relaxed, and replied honestly: "You, you're gone..."

Although he only said a few words, Feng Jialan felt the panic behind these words, and felt a little sour.

Although he promised over and over again, he still failed to make the little fool feel at ease.

While stroking Ke Yunchu's back with his hands to comfort him, he said softly, "You love fish, so I'll catch you some fish and make fish soup for you."

As soon as he heard that there were fish to eat, Ke Yunchu immediately popped his head out of his arms, blinking his round almond eyes: "Really? Do we really have fish to eat today?"

Feng Jialan nodded. He had never learned fishing, so he just made a fishing rod. Fortunately, there were a lot of fish in the lake, and he caught three or four fish.

He was about to turn around and take back the fish basket thrown by the lake, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ke Yunchu's exquisite white feet covered with mud, frowned slightly, and immediately hugged Ke Yunchu up.

It was only then that Ke Yunchu realized that he just ran out to look for him and forgot to pass on his shoes. He curled up his toes in embarrassment and lowered his eyelids.

"Next time, you are not allowed to run out without shoes."

Although Feng Jialan's tone of voice was as gentle as before, there was still a trace of anger that was not difficult to find in it, and he patted Ke Yunchu's butt lightly with his palm.

Knowing that Feng Jialan was a little angry, Ke Yunchu nodded obediently, wrapped his hands around Feng Jialan's neck, and was obediently carried to the lake by him.

Feng Jialan put him on a rock, grabbed his feet, and carefully checked for any scratches.

After finding that he was not injured, he picked up a handful of lake water with his palm, poured it on his feet, and then helped him to rub off the mud on his feet.

Ke Yunchu naturally enjoyed his service, playfully put the other foot that was not caught by Feng Jialan into the lake water, kicked the calm of the lake, and splashed water splashed all over Feng Jialan squatting beside him .

Feng Jialan expressionlessly wiped Ke Yunchu's footwash water on his face: "Is it fun?"

Ke Yunchu hugged him like a little loach: "It's fun! It's cool, slippery..."

Seeing his happy appearance, Feng Jialan silently recognized him, and said helplessly: "Then don't play for too long, just play for a while, the water is cold."

After settling Ke Yunchu, Feng Jialan took back the fishing rod and basket that had just been thrown at the other end.

When he came back, he saw that Ke Yunchu was still playing with the water tirelessly, Feng Jialan grabbed his two restless feet out of the water: "Aren't you hungry?"

Perhaps it was Feng Jialan's warm reminder that Ke Yunchu's hungry stomach surrendered at this moment, making a loud "grunt" sound.

"I'm hungry..." Ke Yunchu rubbed his stomach and replied honestly.

"Go home and make fish soup for you."

Feng Jialan squatted down with her back facing him.

Ke Yunchu lay on his back, and he picked it up with one hand.

Seeing him supporting himself with one hand and carrying the fish basket with the other, Ke Yunchu took the initiative and said, "Give me the fish!"

Feng Jialan shook her head: "These fish are very vigorous, jumping all the time, you can't lift them."

Ke Yunchu pouted, a little unhappy, "I can move..."

Feng Jialan handed him the fishing rod: "You take this."

But Ke Yunchu insisted: "I want to lift the fish..."

Feng Jialan couldn't resist him, and handed him the fish basket.

Seeing that Ke Yunchu was a little struggling to lift, and his thin arms were almost unable to hold the lively fish, but his face was full of joy, so Feng Jialan let him go, but still puzzled by his Stubbornness: "It would be good to lie on my back, why do you have to carry the fish?"

He heard Ke Yunchu say in his ear without thinking: "I don't want you to take care of me alone... You can't do everything by yourself. If you take care of me, I will take care of you too."

Feng Jialan paused, then continued to walk steadily down the mountain, with a foolish smile on his face that he would not admit if he saw it, and let out a relaxed and joyful "hmm".

The bright sunshine shone on their bodies, and the overlapping shadows were stretched very long.

At lunch, Ke Yunchu drank the worst and best fish soup he had ever had in his life.