The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Ke Yunchu's hand on his lower abdomen slowly dropped, and the joy of knowing that he was pregnant gradually faded.

It's really too selfish for me to behave like this at a time like this, I really shouldn't...

He felt a little uneasy in his heart: "I'm sorry, Brother Jialan... I won't say anything... It's more important to save those children first..."

He lowered his head and stared at his belly: "Having a baby is not that important..."

His voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself.

"You're good to know."

After a while, Ke Yunchu raised his face again, and asked him with concern how he planned to save those children.

"Stop being hypocritical here, you don't care about them at all, if I don't tell you, you must still be complacent about being pregnant with my child, right?"

Ke Yunchu shook his head desperately: "No, no! If I can help, I will definitely help...even if it requires my blood!"

Feng Jialan squinted her eyes: "What? You think it's amazing that you saved me once?"

Ke Yunchu didn't know why he said that, and asked in confusion, "What's so great...?"

"Didn't you mention that your blood saved me on purpose?" Feng Jialan twitched the corners of her lips sarcastically: "You fell off the cliff, I saved you, and I paid your life back, I don't owe you anything. If you think you can make a fuss about this matter and pinpoint me, you are very wrong."

"I really didn't..." Ke Yunchu couldn't argue with anything, he just simply felt that if his blood could help, he would definitely be willing to do so.

He didn't use it to make an article like what Brother Jialan said... His writing is the worst. Brother Jialan knows it, the fourth and fifth princes know it, and the husband knows it too.

"Stay well without you. It's fine to help Grandpa Sang carry herbs and so on. You don't need to worry about other things."

Ke Yunchu gave a naive "oh", and really went out to help the old man pick herbs, and didn't come back until evening.

"Why come back so late, I have to wash up."

When Ke Yunchu entered, Feng Jialan said to him dissatisfied.

He was injured on his right hand, and the old man applied a strange plaster on the fractured bone. It was inconvenient to dress and take a bath, but he liked cleanliness, and he couldn't stand it without changing his clothes for a day.

Ke Yunchu put down the basket of herbs: "I'll help you!"

After more than a month of tempering, he has learned how to put on and change clothes, but he is still not very proficient in undressing others, and he has tied a knot in a hurry.

This scene is similar to the scene where Ke Yunchu was asked to "serve" him on the day of the wedding, and even the knot is exactly the same.

"It's just that if you change the direction, you don't know how to solve it?"

If there was not such a living example in front of him, Feng Jialan would never believe that there would be such a stupid person.

In the end, he asked Ke Yunchu to cut off the knot with a knife.

Just when Ke Yunchu was about to take off his clothes, Feng Jialan suddenly took a step back and said, "Take off your own clothes."

In Ke Yunchu's mind, the two of them would undress together only when they wanted to have sex.

Brother Jialan asked him to take off his clothes because he wanted to have sex with him.

Usually he will be very happy, and he is willing to do such happy things with him.

But today he was uncharacteristically, timidly closing up his clothes.

Feng Jialan frowned: "...What are you doing?"

Ke Yunchu said shyly: "Grandpa Sang said, now, now we can't do such a thing...it will hurt the baby..."

Feng Jialan just couldn't stand being naked, and this fool was still dressed neatly, but right now Ke Yunchu looked like a good woman who was about to be raped in a second, he sneered:

"Don't be so sentimental. I'm not interested in your shriveled figure. If you didn't beg me to fuck you, do you think I would touch you?"

Ke Yunchu's face turned pale.

Feng Jialan continued: "With a brain like yours, you still want to give birth to me? Do you think it's not enough for me to marry you as a fool, do you need another fool to embarrass me?"

Ke Yunchu let Feng Jialan scold him, and stood there stiffly.

A touch on his shoulder from the side, even with the force of a single finger, might push him down.

Until Feng Jialan said: "What are you still doing there?"

He slowly unbuttoned his clothes.

After he took off his shirt, he revealed the bandage wrapped around his arm, which was still stained with bright red blood.

Feng Jialan frowned: "Why is it bleeding again?"

Ke Yunchu followed his gaze and looked at his arm, "Maybe it was accidentally bumped into it when picking herbs..."

"I'll let Grandpa Sang give you some medicine later." Feng Jialan said mockingly, "Now your blood is very precious, you can't waste it like this."

Ke Yunchu felt that he was caring about himself, and the feeling of being unable to breathe as if he had fallen into an ice cellar just now slowly disappeared, allowing him to catch his breath.

He pulled out a smile: "Well! I will protect myself and stop bleeding, Brother Jialan, don't worry!"

Feng Jialan glanced at the smile on his face, and finally didn't say anything that would hurt him, just said: "Help me take off my clothes, the water is getting cold."

"Ok!"

Carefully, Ke Yunchu bypassed his wound and took off his clothes.

The two stepped into the tub together.

The wooden barrel used for bathing is not too big, but it is not too small, and it can accommodate two people.

The water can't cover much. After seeing the large and small wounds on his body, Ke Yunchu couldn't help reaching out and gently stroking the wound: "It must be very painful..."

His hand stroked along the wound on his body all the way down, until it touched his tight abdominal muscles, Feng Jialan grabbed it.

He gritted his teeth and asked: "You told me not to touch you just now, and now you are shamelessly seducing me? What is this? Playing hard to get?"

Since entering the southern border, the two of them had never done that kind of thing, Feng Jialan was tickled a few times by him so vaguely, and the fire of desire rose like a spark.

Ke Yunchu didn't know what he had done wrong at first, but then he realized that brother Jialan's spirit had revived.

He swallowed his saliva: "Brother Jialan, let me help you with my hands..."

He lit the fire, so naturally he should put it out, Feng Jialan didn't refuse, and leaned comfortably against the tub, allowing him to serve her in a strange way.

It wasn't until Ke Yunchu's hand was so sore that he couldn't lift it that he finally came out.

Feng Jialan said with disgust: "It's really useless."

Ke Yunchu's hands were still sticky, and he lowered his head slightly, feeling slightly sad.

I really can't do anything well.

Feng Jialan looked at Ke Yunchu with his head lowered, his blue hair covered most of his expression, revealing his white and fragile nape, as pitiful as a small animal abandoned on the side of the road. After a long while, he hesitated and said: "... also It’s not that useless, at least your blood can detoxify.”

Originally thought he would be happy that he affirmed his worth, but he just smiled slightly, without showing the usual silly and bubbling toothy grin.

For some reason, Feng Jialan felt that the little fool seemed to be a little deeper, and then he was amused by his own thoughts.

deep?Does he deserve it?

Maybe it was his own lessons that worked, after that, Ke Yunchu never mentioned anything about the child in front of him again.

It wasn't until one day that he discovered that the little fool didn't care about his "belly" at all, but was carefully avoiding himself so that he wouldn't find out.

He heard Ke Yunchu secretly ask the old man: "Grandpa Sang, what should I eat to make the baby smart?"

"You can eat..."

Ke Yunchu tugged on the old man's sleeve: "Grandpa Sang, keep your voice down... Let brother Jialan hear me say this, he will be angry..."

The old man looked at Feng Jialan who was behind Ke Yunchu with some embarrassment, and finally said in a low voice cooperatively: "You can eat some walnuts and sesame seeds, these two also have the effect of preventing pregnancy."

"But Daddy made me eat a lot, but it's still useless." Ke Yunchu rubbed his stomach a little embarrassedly: "If the baby born is as stupid as me, Brother Jialan won't like him... "

"...Caomin thinks that you don't have to force too much. No matter what the child is, the prince will definitely like it." The old man comforted him.

"Really?" Ke Yunchu put his hands on his stomach, and there was a rare expression on his face that could be called lonely: "But I think Brother Jialan seems...as if he doesn't expect him at all... ..."

At first he thought it was because the missing children hadn't been rescued that he didn't want to talk to him about the baby.

But later, Feng Jialan showed disdain again and again, and he gradually realized that Brother Jialan didn't seem to be looking forward to his child, and even...he didn't want him to give birth to him.

He thinks it's because brother Jialan thinks he is a fool and the baby he will give birth to will be a fool.

So as long as his baby is not like him, but smarter, brother Jialan will like it, right?

He asked, "Grandpa Sang, are there any walnuts in southern Xinjiang?"

When the old man saw Feng Jialan entered the room, he said with confidence: "There are no walnuts... There are sesame seeds. If you need me, I can buy some and make sesame paste, which is easier to absorb."

"Thank you, Grandpa Sang, you're so kind!" Ke Yunchu's lonely expression faded a little, and a slight dimple appeared in a pursed smile.

The old man still didn't say anything and sighed.

So the little fool began to eat sesame paste every day.

Feng Jialan deliberately asked him: "Why are you eating this?"

Ke Yunchu didn't dare to mention the child in front of him, so he replied vaguely: "Back, make up your mind..."