The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Xiao Jingyu said in a bad tone: "Who told you to meddle in your own business, get out of here."

Ke Yunchu flattened his mouth, the corners of his lips were down, his cheeks were bulging, and he looked like he was about to drop golden beans.

Just when Xiao Jingyu thought he was going to cry, he heard him say angrily: "I won't leave."

Xiao Jingyu said coldly: "It's up to you."

He originally thought that he wouldn't last long, but before he knew it, the time to touch three cups of tea had passed, and he was still kneeling beside him.

How could someone be so stupid?

"Are you mentally ill?" Xiao Jingyu scolded.

What he said was vicious, the people on their side are like this, and they speak rudely.

But I didn't expect this person to nod his head confidently, and even added: "The doctor said it's congenital, and it can't be cured!"

"..."

"Daddy has found many doctors for me, and drank a lot of bitter medicine..."

Xiao Jingyu was speechless, this kind of straightforward admission made him scold without pain, and it was not fun at all.

Ke Yunchu was still talking about his experience in taking medicine: "Daddy told me that when taking medicine, you must drink it faster, so that the bitterness will not catch up with me..."

After Xiao Jingyu found that he could not communicate with him at all, he completely gave up communicating with him, closed his eyes, and planned to close them to rest.

"Brother Jinyu, are you sleeping?" Ke Yunchu asked curiously.

He asked several times without getting a reply, and gradually began to feel a little tired, and yawned softly: "Then I'll sleep too..."

For a long while, Xiao Jingyu didn't hear his noisy voice again.

His long breathing sounded in his ears, and he actually fell asleep.

After a while, I felt a heavy object hit my shoulder.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked sideways, and saw that Ke Yunchu had slumped on his shoulder, dead asleep, and the flesh on one side of his cheek was squeezed out of shape due to being pressed against his shoulder.

Xiao Jingyu glanced at him expressionlessly, without moving, and closed his eyes again.

Feng Jialan in the classroom had been waiting for him to fail, and then slipped in shyly, but Ke Yunchu didn't come in until the end of get out of class.

When he walked outside the classroom door, he saw a scene that made him furious.

Those two people who were supposed to kneel down unexpectedly cuddled together and slept soundly!

Especially that idiot, he was about to fall into someone's arms.

Xiao Jingyu is a martial artist, he heard footsteps from a distance, opened his eyes, and met Feng Jialan who was standing under the eaves and looking towards them.

Ke Yunchu was still sleeping soundly, Xiao Jingyu moved his shoulders indistinctly, and he fell forward with a plop, knocking his head loudly.

Ke Yunchu was awakened by the pain, straightened up in a daze, and touched his red forehead.

A pair of exquisite dragon pattern boots stopped in front of him, he looked up and found that Feng Jialan had unknowingly walked in front of him.

"Brother Jialan..."

Feng Jialan narrowed her eyes dangerously: "Did you sleep soundly?"

"No, I don't have a comfortable bed to sleep on." Ke Yunchu answered honestly.

"Oh? Is that so?? Seeing that you are fast asleep, I forgot what I asked you to do. Why don't I ask you to kneel and sleep here for a day?"

Ke Yunchu quickly shook his head: "My feet are numb..."

Seeing his pitiful expression, Feng Jialan was a little annoyed, "Then have you figured out who you are?"

This time Ke Yunchu nodded: "Chuchu is a slave..."

He asked: "Who does the slave want to listen to?"

Ke Yunchu followed his words and said, "I want to listen to brother Jialan..."

Feng Jialan's face softened a little, but he made up his mind that this time he couldn't be spared so easily, otherwise every time he spared him so easily, it would only make him push himself further and further.

"Very good, then you slap him now, and I will let you get up." Feng Jialan looked at Xiao Jingyu who was kneeling beside him, and the other person's uncomfortable green eyes were also looking at her.

Ke Yunchu's eyes widened in shock: "No...don't..."

Feng Jialan frowned: "Haven't you already thought it through? You are a slave, and you must obey my orders."

"But you can't hit people..." Ke Yunchu still shook his head: "Beating people will hurt..."

Finally, he recited "Guanju" in front of his teacher, and the fifth prince who ran over from the classroom just happened to meet such an exciting moment, and encouraged him beside him: "Hit him!...you hit him! I can get up!"

Ke Yunchu still shook his head stubbornly: "It will hurt..."

The fifth prince curled his lips: "Then you will just kneel like this for the rest of your life!"

"It seems that I have to teach you a lesson today." Feng Jialan's thin lips curled up in a contemptuous arc, and said the same thing to Xiao Jingyu: "Slap him, and you can get up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jingyu raised his hand and slapped Ke Yunchu's face mercilessly.

Ke Yunchu's ears buzzed from the slap, and there was a fishy-sweet taste in his mouth. He licked the corners of his lips before bewilderedly raising his hand to cover his sore cheek.

He looked at Xiao Jingyu, who was still expressionless, and Feng Jialan, who had a cruel smile on his mouth, as if he hadn't realized what happened just now.

The fifth prince was also dumbfounded: "This..."

"He helped you just now, why did you still beat him?" Feng Jialan raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Because His Royal Highness ordered, the slave naturally dare not disobey." Xiao Jingyu replied calmly.

Feng Jialan: "You are doing well, you can get up now."

Xiao Jingyu stood up upon hearing this.

"Did you hear that?" Feng Jialan lowered his eyes, looked at the person who was still kneeling on the ground in a daze, and said, "Your bad intentions are not as good as what I say from others. Here, I am Absolute power. So you only need to listen to the words of this palace alone."

Ke Yunchu was still dazed, and hadn't recovered yet, one side of his face was swollen rapidly, a few fingerprints appeared on his fair face, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his lips, he looked terribly pitiful.

Even the fifth prince, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, showed a trace of compassion in his eyes.

Feng Jialan knew that this slap had too much impact on him, and his stupid head could not accept it all at once, so he finally showed mercy and said: "Get up, I allow you to go back and digest it."

However, Ke Yunchu still maintained that posture without moving.

"Don't tell Bengong, you are playing petty temper." Feng Jialan frowned.