The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

After the needle fell for an unknown number of times, Feng Jialan finally couldn't stand it any longer. She took the needle away from his limp hand, helped him pass the thread through it in a couple of times, and stuffed it back into his hand .

Because of the friction of the thread, the needle is not easy to fall off. Although it still cannot be held firmly in his hand, it is still much better than before.

Ke Yunchu looked at the needle and whispered, "Thank you brother Jialan."

Although Feng Jialan clearly stated that he couldn't do it, he still stubbornly tried to get the needle through the fabric and embroider a beautiful flower.

However, his hand trembled when he lifted it a little, and he couldn't use any strength at all, not even the strength to let the needle pass through the fabric.

However, he seemed to be competing with himself, and he still refused to give up at this level.

Feng Jialan watched from the side, feeling that the little fool seemed to have changed, but he didn't seem to have changed.

The stubborn energy is still there, but there are fewer words.In the past, he always disliked him for being very noisy, but now he is not talking, and he is not used to it.

He wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

It's very pitiful for Ke Yunchu to become like this, but he doesn't regret turning him into this.

After all, he did something wrong in the first place, and Qi Rongxia is still in a coma, on the verge of life and death, causing him to become such a culprit, and he should pay the price for the wrong things he did.

Ke Yunchu thought that Feng Jialan would leave in a while, but he didn't expect that he stayed in his camp and asked the guards to bring the relevant military affairs here to deal with.

Ke Yunchu felt that he was very strange.

Obviously he should be happy that brother Jialan stayed with him, but now he only feels restless, and even makes him feel a little hard to breathe, so he can only focus on his hands.

The two of them are clearly in the same room, but they seem to be separated by thousands of miles.

Ke Yunchu lost a lot of blood, and made this strenuous attempt again, tossing and tossing for a long time, and soon felt tired.

He finally put down his needle and thread, and suddenly felt a golden star in front of his eyes, his ears were buzzing, he took a few breaths to recover, and his vision gradually became clear.

With lingering fear in his heart, he raised his eyes to look in Feng Jialan's direction, he was still dealing with official business under the candlelight.

The orange color brought a bit of warmth, the thick long eyelashes cast a small shadow on the eyelids, and the flickering candlelight softened his handsome and sharp outline a bit.

But Ke Yunchu knew that his elder brother Jialan was actually a cold and hard person.

He felt a dull pain in his heart again, and a wave of heat welled up in his eyes.

He blinked, it must be because he was too tired to rest.

So he said, "Brother Jialan, I want to sleep..."

"Huh? Sleep if you want, tell Bengong what's the matter..." Feng Jialan's eyes still stayed on the document on the desktop, halfway through speaking, he remembered Ke Yunchu's current situation.

He glanced at the candles on the table, they were almost burnt out, but Ke Yunchu still maintained the posture where he helped him sit up, sitting on the bed and looking at himself with a tired face.

He had been sitting in this position for so long, Feng Jialan paused for a moment with the pen, put the pen down, walked to his bed and helped him lie down, saying: "Sleep."

Ke Yunchu saw that he was sitting back on his seat again, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Jialan, haven't you finished handling your military affairs yet?"

Feng Jialan thought he was just asking a simple question, and said casually, "It's almost there."

"Oh..." Ke Yunchu wanted to wait for him to leave before going to sleep, but after waiting for a long time, his upper and lower eyelids were about to fight. Before he left, he couldn't help asking again: "Brother Jialan... .Aren't you leaving yet?"

Feng Jialan finally understood this time, this little fool was trying to drive him away.

When did it take this fool's turn to chase him away?After recollection, Feng Jialan gradually felt a little unhappy: "Do you need to care when I leave?"

Ke Yunchu thought about it for a while, anyway, he will leave in a while, he is already sleepy, so let's go to bed first.

When he was about to close his eyes, he heard Feng Jialan say again: "I will sleep here tonight."

Ke Yunchu suddenly stared at him with wide eyes, and finally had the first vivid expression Feng Jialan saw today.

Feng Jialan thought he was pleasantly surprised, but heard him say: "My bed is very small, it's hard to sleep..."

This time, Feng Jialan was sure that the little idiot was driving her away, and with a fire burning in her heart, she snorted coldly and said, "You think I want to sleep with you? Oh, I am afraid that you idiot will run away in the middle of the night, so I want to personally sleep with you." Looking at you...you think I don't know that Feng Jiaqi came this afternoon?"

Ke Yunchu didn't understand the connection between running away and the Fourth Prince's visit.

He said seriously: "Brother Jialan, don't worry, I won't run away...I will definitely return the healthy brother Rong Xia to you."

The fourth prince told him that the person that elder brother Jialan liked was actually elder brother Rong Xia, so he was so angry because he harmed elder brother Rong Xia.

Just like I like brother Jialan, if someone hurts him, I will be very angry with that person.

He was a little fascinated to think that after Brother Rong Xia recovered, he should be with Brother Jialan...

Then take the baby and leave by yourself, and go back to Daddy, he misses Daddy so much...

When he came back to his senses, seeing Feng Jialan still didn't believe it, he repeated again, "I really won't run away..."

Feng Jialan smiled contemptuously: "I only believe in myself."

Ke Yunchu felt a stuffy feeling in his chest, and compromised: "Okay..."

Feng Jialan waved his hand slightly, and the candle went out, and the camp was plunged into darkness.

Immediately afterwards, he rolled onto the bed.

Ke Yunchu curled himself up into a ball with difficulty, leaning his back against the wall, occupying only a small part of the bed.

Feng Jialan lay down beside him, and felt the people around her tense up immediately.

Ke Yunchu didn't know what was wrong with him, his approach made him involuntarily feel fear, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Feng Jialan frowned, "Cold?"

"Yes, a little..."

"Then you won't sleep over? Did I only let you sleep that little?"

In late autumn, his quilt was indeed too thin, so he pulled the person curled up by the wall closer to him, but felt that his body shrank even more, and even his teeth were trembling slightly.

Feng Jialan finally realized something was wrong: "Are you afraid of me?"

Ke Yunchu felt that he shouldn't be afraid, but as soon as he touched him, he trembled uncontrollably, and his body naturally remembered the pain that day when his strong arms were pressed into the soup that made him feel so painful.

Feng Jialan was silent for a while without hearing Ke Yunchu's answer, and gradually let him go.

Ke Yunchu retreated to the wall again.

After tossing and tossing again and again, he was finally exhausted, and fell asleep regardless of who was sleeping beside him.

For the next few days, Feng Jialan still didn't see him during the day, but slept with him at night.

Ke Yunchu only thought that he was worried about running away, and didn't dare to think too much about it.

Just trying to do it over and over again every day, there is no way he can finish the needlework.

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Jiutian said whether it was fast or not, and whether it was slow or not.

As the fourth prince said, when Ke Yunchu was lying on the bed like a useless person, he felt that the days were like years, but when Feng Jialan told him that it was time to prepare the medicinal soup, he felt that time passed so quickly.

The military doctor came to examine the wound on his body.

Ke Yunchu told him happily: "Doctor, the wound on my body has healed up a lot! My fingers are much more flexible today!"

The military doctor was dumb, turned to Feng Jialan and said, "His Royal Highness, have you used Jinchuang Medicine for the Crown Princess? The wound of the Crown Princess has indeed healed a lot... If you make medicinal soup like this, it will not be very good absorbed..."

The smile on Ke Yunchu's face froze.

Even the little fool understood what the military doctor meant, of course it was impossible for Feng Jialan not to know.

"His wound healed on his own, and I didn't give him any medicine."

Ke Yunchu's heart turned cold, and he looked at his hands in a daze.

It turns out that brother Jialan checks his wounds every day, because he doesn't want them to heal quickly...

The military doctor sighed: "It turns out that the healing ability of the princess is stronger than that of ordinary people... It's just that, I'm afraid the princess will have to suffer one more time. The healing tendons need to be broken... ..”

Feng Jialan didn't look at the smile on Ke Yunchu's face that hadn't dissipated in time, and said to the military doctor: "What to do, just do it, don't ask me."

After receiving the order, the military doctor said to Ke Yunchu: "His Royal Highness, I have offended you."

After all, he showed the knife.

Ke Yunchu looked at the cold light of the knife tip, his face turned pale, but he managed to raise the corners of his lips and smiled, and said, "No, it's okay...I'm used to it, it's just a little pain... ..”

After all, he took the initiative to show his wrist in front of the military doctor.

He murmured, "I'm not afraid..."

He cheered himself up in his heart, but when the blade raged on his wound again, he still couldn't help screaming, and then bit his lower lip hard, but still let out a painful moan: " Woo..."

Feng Jialan raised her hand slightly, covering his eyes, not letting him see the miserable condition on his hand, but heard the little fool squeeze out a few words from his teeth: "Brother Jialan...I don't, It doesn't hurt...don't be afraid..."

Feng Jialan's Adam's apple rolled.

What a fool.

After the tendons that had started to stick together in the limbs were severed again, Ke Yunchu felt that he had walked through purgatory.