The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Sure enough, when they came to the home of the missing child, they found no useful clues.

When Feng Jialan was at a loss, he heard Ke Yunchu exclaimed, and then he took something and showed it to him like a treasure: "Jia... lord, lord! Look at this!"

In his hand was a button with exquisite patterns.

But Feng Jialan didn't look at the buttons, but looked at Ke Yunchu with probing eyes.

Being watched so intently by him, Ke Yunchu asked him in confusion, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Jialan pinched his chin, lowered her thin eyelids, looked at his pretty face, and said thoughtfully: "Ke Yunchu, what the hell are you?"

"I, I'm not a thing..." Ke Yunchu blinked.

Feng Jialan stared at his face for a while, until Ke Yunchu's head was so sore that he let go of his chin: "Perhaps we should really use you to make alchemy, maybe it will have a miraculous effect."

Ke Yunchu shrank his neck because of his words: "No, don't make alchemy..."

Feng Jialan took the button in his hand and asked Qingqing's father: "Is this button from your clothes?"

They took it, looked at it for a while, and shook their heads: "This button looks like a valuable item, and our family can't afford it..."

"Since the accident, has anyone visited your house?"

The two couples looked at each other, and finally remained silent.

Feng Jialan saw their embarrassment and said, "It's okay, just tell the truth."

Qingqing's father murmured, "No one has been here..."

"Where are your elders? Didn't you come here after reporting the case?"

The couple still shook their heads.

Feng Jialan murmured: "I understand."

They had nothing else to gain during this trip except the button, but this button was obviously the key.

The two went back just in time for the elder to send someone to invite them to dinner.

At the dinner table, the elder stroked his mustache and asked, "What did the two adults gain from going to that man's house today?"

"We..." Ke Yunchu was about to report their achievements today, but Feng Jialan's hand under the dining table quietly squeezed his palm, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

But Ke Yunchu only regarded him as wanting to hold hands with him, and happily held back his hand.

As long as he doesn't talk nonsense, Feng Jialan doesn't care what he is doing now.

He replied flatly: "No valuable clues were found."

The elder wanted to say something, Feng Jialan glanced at Ke Yunchu who had put down his chopsticks.

He didn't eat much in the past two days, and his appetite was less than half of what he used to, which was really abnormal.

He frowned and asked, "Don't you eat?"

So the elder swallowed back what he was going to say just now, and asked instead: "But the food here is not to your liking?"

Ke Yunchu shook his head: "The food is delicious, but I'm still a little bit dissatisfied, I can't eat it..."

The elder was puzzled: "Not convinced?"

Feng Jialan: "The water and the soil are not acclimatized."

Elder: "Since that's the case, you should rest for a few more days. It's really hard for you to adapt to the climate here."

Feng Jialan nodded: "Then I will bother the elder."

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Back in the room, Ke Yunchu couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Brother Jialan, why didn't you show the button to the elder just now?"

Feng Jialan didn't answer but instead asked, "Didn't you notice anything wrong with the wine you drank yesterday?"

Ke Yunchu said ignorantly, "Yesterday's wine was very spicy..."

Feng Jialan: "You got drunk after only a little drink yesterday, someone must have tampered with the wine."

Ke Yunchu widened his eyes in surprise: "But I won't be poisoned, I'm really drunk..."

Feng Jialan didn't take his words seriously, and said: "From tomorrow onwards, we will eat the dry food we brought, and don't touch anything here."

Seeing that he was sure that the elder had a problem, Ke Yunchu asked, "Is the elder the criminal?"

Feng Jialan said cautiously: "It's just a preliminary judgment."

So in the evening, he refused the elders' dinner invitation on the grounds that he was not acclimatized.

They were arranged to live in the elder's house, but they hadn't seen the whole picture of it yet, so he planned to check it out at night.

Ke Yunchu also wanted to follow, Feng Jialan thought for a while, and took him with him anyway, with this "koi", maybe he could find something useful again.

The eyeliner sent by the elder to monitor them has long since been quietly solved and replaced by his hidden guards, providing favorable conditions for their night surveillance.

But Feng Jialan found that he was still thinking too simply. The guards in the elder's house were stricter than he imagined, and the patrol frequency was no less than that of the palace, but this also made him more suspicious that there was a problem here.

They put on their night clothes and crouched behind the rockery. A black cat with green eyes suddenly jumped in front of Ke Yunchu's eyes. He was startled and took a step back, but stepped on a dead branch and made a crisp sound.

"I seem to hear something, did you hear it?"

"It seems to come from over there..."

"Go and have a look..."

......

The guards not far away seemed to have noticed that they were going to walk this way, but Ke Yunchu was still in place, not knowing where to hide.

Feng Jialan pulled him quickly, and Ke Yunchu crashed into his arms directly, his nose hurting.

They stuck tightly behind the rockery, Feng Jialan grabbed the troublesome black cat with his other hand, and flung it away.

The cat meowed in unison.

"It turned out to be a cat..."

"Let's go..."

In order to make Ke Yunchu hold his breath, Feng Jialan pressed his head tightly to his chest, and only when he heard the sound of footsteps going away did he release the hand that was holding the back of his head.

Unfavorable for the teacher, Feng Jialan's face was black, and he stared at Ke Yunchu who was flushed because of holding his breath.

Sure enough, the "koi" and so on are just coincidences and illusions, and the oil bottle is the most realistic evaluation.

Because of the strict checks and the fact that there was Ke Yunchu who was not good at martial arts, they didn't go further.

"Brother Jialan, I'm sorry..."

Back in the room, Ke Yunchu knew that he had done something wrong, unconsciously licked his somewhat dry lips, looked at him timidly with round and bright eyes, and waited to be scolded at a loss.

Seeing his appearance, Feng Jialan choked back the words she wanted to reprimand, and finally said helplessly: "Next time you stay in the room and don't follow me."

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Feng Jialan did what she said, and she did not bring Ke Yunchu with her when she went out to investigate in the next few days.

Ke Yunchu stayed in the room obediently for a whole day on the first day, but he couldn't sit still the next day.

Because he was accompanied by the hidden guards, Feng Jialan didn't restrict his movements and allowed him to take a stroll outside.

Although Southern Border is not as good as the Imperial City, there are not so many new gadgets, but as long as he is not allowed to stay in the house alone, he is very happy and runs outside every day.

For the first two days, Feng Jialan didn't pay any attention to him. Anyway, he just came back, and he didn't pay attention to whether he was missing arms or legs.

But later, no matter how much he cared, he realized that something was wrong.

He said with a sullen face, "Turn around."

Ke Yunchu turned around in a circle for no apparent reason, as if he thought it was fun, and asked foolishly, "Do you want to turn around again?"

Feng Jialan's brows became tighter and tighter: "Why are your clothes so torn?"

The originally good silk and satin was pulled up in several places, and directly scratched in two places.

"Yesterday I met a poor old man who lived alone on the mountain, carrying a big basket of firewood, and fell on the road... Then I went to help him carry firewood, and I fell too A fall..." Ke Yunchu seemed to be amused by himself, giggled, and quickly took a few mouthfuls of food: "I have to help the old man find medicine today!"

Feng Jialan taught her a lesson: "Don't go with others casually, if you are captured, I will definitely not rescue you."

Ke Yunchu stuck out his tongue at him mischievously: "Brother Dark Guard will save me!"

Feng Jialan looked at Ke Yunchu's vivid expression with a complex expression, wondering if she had been too kind to him recently, making him so lawless in front of her.

Ke Yunchu didn't notice what the person in front of him was thinking, and said excitedly, "Brother Jialan, do you want to go with me? The village is so beautiful, with a lot of lanterns and origami! It's bright red!"

"Lanterns and origami?" Feng Jialan was stunned for a moment. It's not any festival. How could these things appear in ordinary villages? He felt a little strange.

Ke Yunchu nodded: "There are beautiful lanterns hanging at the door of every house!"

Feng Jialan narrowed her eyes, "Is there any writing on the lantern?"

"Yes, I have!"

"Do you know that word?"

Ke Yunchu scratched his head: "I, I don't know what that word is..."

Feng Jialan glared at the unreliable person at the critical moment, raised his hand and pinched his cheek bitterly, deforming that soft and smooth face: "What else can I do except eat you!"

Ke Yunchu muttered: "Chuchu hasn't eaten much recently..."

After listening to him, Feng Jialan remembered that in recent days, his food intake had indeed decreased strangely recently, and even the flesh on his face had decreased a lot, and he didn't have the original feeling of being pinched.

So what he just said doesn't seem to apply now.

He coughed lightly and said, "I'll follow you to that village."

He followed Ke Yunchu to the village he mentioned.

Sure enough, the village was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and a red lantern was hung at the door of every house.

There is a word written on the red lantern: Sacrifice.