The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Ke Yunchu muttered and called him again: "Brother Rong Xia..."

Seeing that he seemed to be frightened by herself, Qi Rongxia took a deep breath, adjusted the expression on her face, and said with restraint: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure... You must not have caused this injury yourself. …”

He grabbed Ke Yunchu's hand and subconsciously exerted force: "Tell me, who made you like this?...Is it from Chengyuan Kingdom? They took you away?!"

Although he tried his best to calm down, he couldn't help but get excited again.

Ke Yunchu remembered Feng Jialan's advice, not to let him know where his injury came from, so he followed his words, nodded, and then whispered: "It hurts..."

Only then did Qi Rongxia realize that he was grasping too hard, and loosened his grip a little, but he still didn't let go:

"Why did they take you? Why did they take your hands and feet..."

But Ke Yunchu shook his head and refused to tell him.

Distress, remorse, and anger appeared on Qi Rongxia's face. Several emotions were intertwined, making the expression on his face a little weirdly distorted, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...it's the humble minister who has no protection. Well, I can't avenge you with my own hands... I'm useless..."

Ke Yunchu didn't think that he would blame himself so much. According to elder brother Jialan's words, it was his own fault...how could he be blamed?

Seeing his red eyes and downcast look, Ke Yunchu suddenly felt ashamed of himself who wanted to escape and was afraid of being a medicine man.

"Brother Rong Xia...don't do this..." In the past half a month, Feng Jialan used all the high-quality Jinchuang medicine on Ke Yunchu's body, so his hands recovered a little , I shook him weakly with my fingers: "I also took the medicine you took, and I will get better soon... Do you see that you are already better now?"

Qi Rongxia's eyes gradually dimmed, and he suddenly realized that he had failed to protect him when he suffered all these things, and now that he has been rescued, if he mentions this matter again, it will not help the matter, it will still hurt his wound Sprinkle salt.

Ke Yunchu blinked playfully, and said to him, "Brother Rong Xia, you still look good when you smile."

Qi Rongxia managed to pull out a smile: "Really?"

Ke Yunchu nodded: "Yeah!"

Qi Rongxia let out a breath, looked at Ke Yunchu who couldn't move but could only lie in the carriage, and asked in a gentle voice: "Are you bored?"

Ke Yunchu replied: "A little bit..."

Qi Rongxia knew that he was obviously the person who loves to be alive and kicking the most, so it must be more than "a little bit", and said to him: "Wait!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and got off the carriage.

Not long after, he came back with a small piece of bamboo.

Ke Yunchu poked his head curiously: "Brother Rong Xia, what are you doing with bamboo?"

Seeing that he had noticed the bamboo in her hand, Qi Rongxia didn't tell him as if she was holding back, and only said, "You will find out later."

Ke Yunchu watched as he took out a knife and scratched at the bamboo, and then drilled holes in it. Soon, like a magic trick, a delicate bamboo flute appeared in his hand.

Ke Yunchu looked at Qi Rongxia in surprise, and said, "Is this... a flute?"

Qi Rongxia nodded, helped Ke Yunchu sit up, and then put the freshly cut bamboo flute on his palm.

Ke Yunchu couldn't hold heavy things, but Qi Rongxia deliberately made the bamboo flute light and easy to hold, even he could handle it.

Ke Yunchu held the bamboo flute with some difficulty, and after seeing the small word "Chu" on the flute, he became even happier, and quickly said, "Thank you, Brother Rongxia!"

Qi Rongxia smiled slightly: "Do you like it?"

Ke Yunchu nodded hurriedly: "I like it."

"Just like it." Qi Rongxia breathed a sigh of relief.

He fiddled with the bamboo flute in his hand inflexibly, and felt a little troubled, "But I, I don't know how to play this..."

Qi Rongxia laughed and said, "It's okay, I will teach you."

Qi Rongxia went around behind him, hugged him whole, put him in her arms, then held his hand in her own, controlled his hand to put it in the correct position, and placed the blow hole in the On his lips, he said to him: "Come on, try blowing on it."

Ke Yunchu blew once, and the flute really made a crisp sound.

He immediately turned to look at Qi Rongxia happily, "It's really fun..."

Qi Rongxia smiled softly, and said to him: "There are more fun."

Ke Yunchu showed a very interested look.

Qi Rongxia taught him: "You blow slowly towards the flute, and the breath is longer."

Ke Yunchu did as he said, and then felt that his fingers were constantly moving and changing on the flute hole driven by Qi Rongxia, and the tune of the flute changed accordingly.

Ke Yunchu finished blowing in one breath, and said to Qi Rongxia: "Brother Rongxia, can you do it again?"

Qi Rongxia held his gentle hand, and said softly: "Of course, Chu... The Crown Princess is great, she can blow like this for the first time."

Ke Yunchu was praised and smiled happily with a row of teeth.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside the carriage, but the two who were immersed in the bamboo flute didn't notice it.

The next moment, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Feng Jialan stood expressionlessly outside the carriage looking at the two of them.

Qi Rongxia froze while holding Ke Yunchu's hand, then put him down, and saluted Feng Jialan: "His Royal Highness..."

Feng Jialan showed a half-smile look on his face: "I don't know what General Qi and the Crown Princess are doing in the carriage of this Palace?"

Feng Jialan heard the sound of the flute from here in the distance, and felt something was wrong. He didn't expect such a scene inside.

Qi Rongxia lowered his head and said to him: "I thought that the princess might feel bored in the carriage all day, so I made a flute for the princess to play. The princess is inconvenient to move, so I..."

Ke Yunchu didn't know how out of place he and Qi Rongxia's actions were just now, and said innocently: "Brother Rongxia taught me to play the flute, it's so fun..."

Feng Jialan couldn't control herself and had a strange emotion in her heart. She couldn't tell why or who it was because of.

But at this moment, he just wanted to let the person he admired since he was a child quickly leave his sight, and then hide the idiot next to him who gave him headaches and upsets all day long.

Qi Rongxia also knew that his posture with Ke Yunchu just now was too ambiguous, it was because he had a fluke mentality and was greedy for the tenderness in his arms, so he relaxed his vigilance and didn't notice the prince's approach.

He wanted to say something, but Feng Jialan said without any ups and downs: "I have something to say to the Crown Princess, please leave, little general."

Qi Rongxia's hands on the side tightened, and she also knew that she had said too much at this time, which might be even more detrimental to Ke Yunchu, so she could only bow her head and say, "Yes."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Ke Yunchu said reluctantly: "Brother Rong Xia, come and teach me how to play the flute next time!"

Qi Rongxia paused, and smiled bitterly in his heart, he still wanted to come again... It can be seen that the prince is like this, and he probably will take precautions against himself in the future.

He could only leave without looking back.

After Qi Rongxia left, Ke Yunchu didn't notice that Feng Jialan's face darkened all of a sudden, and he was still playing with the bamboo flute in his hand, pouting and blowing into the blow hole.

Without Qi Rongxia's help, he could only make a hollow sound, unable to get into tune.

The more Feng Jialan looked at it, the more annoyed she became, she leaned forward and took the bamboo flute from Ke Yunchu's hand.

Ke Yunchu's hand was empty for an instant, and he looked at Feng Jialan who took away his bamboo flute in confusion: "Brother Jialan...why did you take my flute? Brother Rong Xia made it for me ..."

Ke Yunchu looked eagerly at the bamboo flute in Feng Jialan's hand, but he didn't dare to grab it, and he couldn't.

Feng Jialan's face became even more ugly, and he said with a look of disgust: "You blow it so badly."

Ke Yunchu was praised by Qi Rongxia just now, and he hasn't found Bei yet. He didn't expect to be hit by such a sudden, just because of Qi Rongxia's encouragement, his mood became depressed, and he muttered in a low voice: "I still want to practice better. I told you..."

Feng Jialan was startled when he heard his words, and then coughed lightly: "...Blow it to Ben Gong?"

Ke Yunchu nodded honestly, curling his fingers quietly.

He really wanted to perform what he had just learned in front of him just now, but the flute was snatched away at once, and he was disgusted and played it badly.

Feng Jialan threw the bamboo flute that Qi Rongxia made for Ke Yunchu to the corner of the carriage. Seeing that Ke Yunchu had been staring at the bamboo flute, he narrowed his eyes and threatened in a cold voice, "Try to move that flute?"

Ke Yunchu pursed his lips, not daring to move.

Feng Jialan: "Be honest and sit down for a while... I will be back in a while."

After thinking about it, he still took the bamboo flute with him.

Feng Jialan turned and left, leaving Ke Yunchu alone in the carriage, staring at her fingers in a daze.

He reacted slowly, did brother Jialan feel jealous when he saw someone he liked playing with other people like the people in the storybook?

Brother Jia Lan likes Brother Rong Xia, so seeing him playing with him, are you jealous?

Ke Yunchu felt that he knew why Brother Jialan was angry.

He sat in a daze for a while, and then Feng Jialan came back, holding a new bamboo flute in his hand.

Ke Yunchu felt a little nervous. Is this bamboo flute... for himself?

But he didn't dare to ask, because he was afraid that it wasn't for himself, and brother Jialan would say that he was being passionate again.

Even though he thought so, his eyes kept glancing at the bamboo flute in his hand.