The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Ke Yunchu was still panting lightly with his mouth open, trying to alleviate the numbness of his lips and tongue, that soft panting made Feng Jialan even more irritable, and wanted to plug something into his mouth.

Liu Ting asked in surprise, "You don't like this kind of taste?"

Ke Yunchu shook his head like a rattle: "Spicy... Chuchu, I don't like it..."

Liu Ting picked up a cup and handed it to Ke Yunchu: "If it's spicy, drink some water to relieve it..."

Ke Yunchu took the cup and took a sip. It turned out that it was strong wine for generals. The two different spicy tastes made him cough violently. There was a gleam of crystal, not sure if it was the saliva that was coughed up, or the wine that leaked to the lips after drinking.

The corners of Liu Ting's lips curled up, but seeing Feng Jialan frowned, he withdrew his smile, put on an apologetic expression, and patted him on the back: "I'm sorry...I , I thought it was cold water... are you all right?"

Ke Yunchu coughed so badly that he couldn't stop. He could talk just now, but now he couldn't even speak. He only had a pair of watery eyes begging for help pitifully, and he didn't look like he was all right.

Feng Jialan finally couldn't see it, and pushed the plum wine in front of him: "Drink it."

Although plum wine is also wine, the sweet and sour taste can play a soothing role at least.

Ke Yunchu, who had been tricked twice in a row just now, was still unprepared, but he didn't dare to take a big gulp like just now, but sipped it in small sips, the sweet and fragrant taste dilutes the stimulating spicy, finally Let him feel more comfortable, and then he spoke again, his voice was already hoarse: "Okay, delicious...I like sweet ones..."

Seeing that he was recovering, Feng Jialan didn't show the anger of being tricked at the first moment, but held the cup in both hands, and said such a sentence in a stupid way, and felt that he was a little pitiful for a moment, so it was rare to be kind He pushed the hip flask to him, "here, drink."

Liu Ting at the side was a little uneasy. He originally thought that His Highness the Crown Prince hated this fool so much, so he teased him on his own initiative, but now it looks like he still needs to make up his mind on the conclusion he just made.

Ke Yunchu likes sour and sweet, and this plum wine suits his taste, so he drank another glass, put down the glass, and felt a little dizzy, pulled Feng Jialan's sleeve beside him, and pointed at Above the head: "Star, star..."

Feng Jialan subconsciously looked at the place he was pointing at, and then remembered that this was in the palace, where could she see any stars, maybe this little fool was drunk and staring at the stars.

He pulled his sleeve back from Ke Yunchu's hand, leaving an oily paw print on the sleeve trimmed with gorgeous flowing patterns.

He was about to get angry when he lowered his head and opened the kit bag tied around his waist, and took out a handkerchief from it.

He grabbed the handkerchief, wiped it on his sleeve, and muttered: "Wipe..."

Feng Jialan recognized it at a glance. It was a handkerchief that he discarded five years ago and was picked up by the little fool. He didn't expect him to keep it until now.

Seeing that he finished wiping it, folded it neatly, and stuffed it back into her little bag, Feng Jialan couldn't help but said: "It's dirty, what are you keeping?"