The first face Feng Yu'er saw when she opened her eyes was Tu Yuanhui, it's been so long, it turns out that he hasn't left yet?

"Master." Although she felt that her whole body was weak and weak, Feng Yuer still struggled to sit up, knowing that this master was not only hypocritical but also face-saving on weekdays, but also needed to be coaxed, in addition to being his woman, she also had to make a cameo appearance as her mother.

That's it, if he is not careful, his fickle temper can also be easily provoked, and now whether he is good or bad, it all depends on the words of others, how dare Feng Yuer lie down and talk to this prince disrespectfully.

It's just that...... Feng Yu'er was a little stunned, Tu Yuanhui's gaze at her was as deep as a promise, this was something Feng Yu'er had never seen before, this kind of Tu Yuanhui was even more terrifying than when he was angry with her before.

Tu Yuanhui's gaze softened in an instant, and Feng Yu'er's gaze seemed to be seeing a long-lost relative.

Close relatives? Feng Yu'er smiled self-deprecatingly in her heart, but she didn't want to lift herself up like this.

"Miss Feng, you can be considered awake, as soon as the heat on the prince's head subsides, he hurried over to see you." Xiao Dezi felt that Tu Yuanhui had been ill, and it was really more unpredictable, so he couldn't bear to look at the big beauty on the bed who fell down as soon as the wind blew, and he was also frightened like he had just been.

Feng Yu'er smiled reluctantly, and said with a grateful face: "Thank you for thinking about Yu'er, since you are not in good health, go back to rest, and when Yu'er can go to the ground, I will go to thank you." ”

"No thanks." Tu Yuanhui finally opened his mouth, and his voice was a little deep: "It's good for you to live a good life for Lone." ”

Feng Yu'er was a little speechless by his gaze.

Tu Yuanhui has never had such a look, he has always been kind, but sometimes he is angry and looks like a young man has a temper, giving people a feeling that she can't take it seriously, she just needs to coax it to deal with it.

Right now...... Feng Yu'er was a little scared.

Is this the true prince?

She lowered her eyes, she only hoped that he would do well, that neither of them owed anyone anything, and that he could live on his own.

At this time, Xingyue came up on the side, bent her knees to Tu Yuanhui and said, "Master, it's time for the girl to drink medicine." After that, he waited for Tu Yuanhui to consciously give up his position on the bed and let himself go over to feed the medicine.

Tu Yuanhui was really unconscious, and even Xiao Dezi could see it, but the prince at this time was not much different from before, and Xiao Dezi didn't dare to remind him.

Tu Yuanhui stretched out his hand and said, "Give the medicine to Lone!" ”

So under the surprised gaze of several people, Tu Yuanhui held the medicine in his right hand and tried to help Feng Yu'er up from the pillow with his injured left arm.

Because of the back injury, Feng Yuer could only lie on her side, Tu Yuanhui didn't know how important it was to get people up, Feng Yuer's back was obviously struggling, and her eyes immediately turned red in pain, but in front of Tu Yuanhui, she didn't dare to say a word.

Xingyue couldn't look at it beside her, and she didn't care about any rules, so she quickly took off her shoes and went to bed, supporting Feng Yu'er's waist from behind.

Seeing Feng Yu'er crying, Tu Yuanhui expressed his satisfaction, feeling that she was moved by her own thoughtfulness, although she was a lot more mature, but in some aspects, he still had some secondary diseases.

So he softened his voice and said, "Drink the medicine, and the injury will heal faster." As she spoke, the medicine bowl was stuffed into Feng Yu'er's mouth.

Feng Yu'er really cried this time, I don't know where I offended the prince, look at this posture, I have to force myself to swallow a bowl of bitter and hot medicine like this.

With a sigh in her heart, Feng Yu'er closed her eyes and dried up the medicine with a heroic and resolute preparation.

Xiao Dezi also had to speak out on the side, otherwise this Feng girl would be burned out, and it would be the prince who was distressed.

"Master, the girl's family can't drink medicine like this......"

Tu Yuanhui glanced at Xiao Dezi lightly, making Xiao Dezi retreat again and not dare to speak again.

Xingyue saw Feng Yu'er's begging gaze, and said softly: "Master, this medicine is too hot, and drinking it like this will hurt the girl." ”

Tu Yuanhui listened, brought the medicine bowl to his mouth and tasted it, and then ...... His face froze.

Xiao Dezi hurriedly took the bowl.

Tu Yuanhui had no experience in serving decoction at all.

In my memory, my father was sick, and he was just by the side, and it was the harem concubines or old eunuchs who served the decoction.

"You drink the medicine first, and I'll come over later." He got up, and he didn't want to stay here any longer, he completely felt that Feng Yu'er had become very uncomfortable because of his current appearance.

Feng Yu'er was slightly relieved when she saw that Tu Yuanhui was gone.

As soon as Xiao Dezi, who came back from Feng Yu'er's place, stepped into the courtyard outside the dormitory, he saw Tu Yuanhui holding a sword and playing there, and he was so shocked that he almost jumped up.

"Prince, you are recovering from a serious illness, you can't work so hard, let's go back to the house and rest."

"You stand far away, don't bother Lone!" Tu Yuanhui was not in a good mood, and practicing the sword at this time was actually venting.

Xiao Dezi could only shut up immediately and find a secluded place to stand, it seems that the assassination of the prince this time guessed something, and he was in a very bad mood.

After a while, Tu Yuanhui danced with a sword again, he was not a swordsman, he only cared about neatness and clarity in one move, although his strength was not obvious, but wherever the sword light went, it brought out a desolate wind.

This set of swordsmanship was taught by his father Emperor Jiazheng himself when he was a child, because Tu Yuanhui was not in good health since he was a child, Emperor Jiazheng specially asked someone to create this swordsmanship, just to make his favorite son healthy.

Tu Yuanhui originally didn't like this, but in the last years of his life, he relied on this set of swordsmanship to survive that bleak time, and at that time, Lao Dezi was also hiding in a secluded place, looking at him silently.

No one will know that when he was in a coma with high fever, Tu Yuanhui saw himself who had a rough life, and only then did he understand his fate, but with the injustice of being abandoned by his father, the anger of being plotted by his brother, the shame of being betrayed by his wife, and the hatred of being betrayed by his cronies, he died in the cold wind and rain in his thirties.

Now, he has not yet reached the crown, and his father is still biased towards him for no reason, and the crown princess who wants to betray him has not yet married, and his crown prince has not been abolished...... Tu Yuanhui couldn't help but close his eyes.

It was too late, but for some reason, he didn't feel happy at all.

Six years of solitary confinement, the first five years he was still unwilling, hating his father and brother, hating people and things in this world, and in the last year, although he was still unwilling, he saw a lot, recalling the past, he was deposed because his father was nostalgic for the throne and did not worry about him, the prince who would replace him, but he found that the main reason for him was that he was not qualified, capricious and arrogant, regardless of the law, a person who was close to him...... is also lustful, although he thinks he is romantic, but he really can't change this impression in the eyes of others.

Now it's all over again...... Tu Yuanhui swung out his sword and stabbed a falling leaf.

Let's get rid of these problems first, and then be more willful, so that my father can rest assured of him.