The three basic attributes of the body, that is, the spirit is pretty good, the constitution is only 5 points, and the strength is also 5...a combination of weak chicken and five scum.
No wonder the female pig's feet looks down on Qi Heng. With a body like this, she looks weak and weak. The female pig's feet are such a smart person. If she really gets married, she will definitely not be happy after marriage...
Wang Lidong suddenly frowned. His body was too weak. The Qi family was the Duke's residence. Their food, clothing, and medical care were second only to the royal family.
He immediately looked through his memories and found that this body had been frail and sickly since he was a child. He often caught colds and fevers... Growing up, he often took some supplements that Qi's mother brought back from the palace... After thinking about the ingredients of those supplements, he
Now that I understand the crux...I really want to look up to the sky and sigh...Whether he is his biological son or not? It's so confusing.
"Creak", Wang Lidong turned his head and looked at the door. A beautiful woman in her thirties pushed the door open. She was wearing a black collared jacket with an alizarin red base and a black rose print.
Lined with an off-white jacquard soft silk coat, an ancient patterned double-butterfly cloud-shaped Qianshui skirt, a lapis lazuli glittering green double-ring four-in-one ruyi sash tied around the waist, and a box-shaped jade pendant tied with a gilt silver chain with dragon and phoenix patterns, making her full of nobility.
The big eye that almost blinded Wang Lidong was none other than his lifelong wife, Princess Pingning.
Although he looks very similar to the actors in the TV series, he is not a little bit younger...
After thinking about it, Qi's mother is 35 years old this year, while Qi's father is three years older and is 38 years old this year.
The Qi family has no worries about food and drink, the son is filial and sensible, and the medical care is top-notch. The couple looks like they are in their early thirties.
Wang Lidong was a little puzzled. Although he was not young in this era, he was not too old either. Why couldn't he think of ways to have more sons?
Whether in ancient times or thousands of years later, more people represent greater power.
Especially in ancient times, with wars, low medical standards, etc., it was very dangerous to have only one son.
From the emperor to the old farmers, they all wished their daughter-in-law would give birth to a baby every year.
The two of them were lucky, they gave birth to one child, but the lower part was gone!
If you have a physical problem, you can rely on your connections to find various folk remedies and find some famous doctors, but these two have never seen action...
If there were more than one child, Qi's mother wouldn't have time to keep an eye on him. Now she wants to keep an eye on the back of his pigu 24 hours a day.
He was in charge of things, he was in charge of food and drink, and if he could take a breath of fresh air in the future, he would have to report to her in advance.
Behind him came a handsome young man, his biological father in this life, the Duke of Qi who suffered from bronchitis.
"Heng'er." Princess Pingning came to the bed, stretched out her hand to explore her son's forehead, and found that it was no longer hot, and her frown immediately relaxed.
Qi's father also rubbed Wang Lidong's forehead. Knowing that the high fever had gone down, he finally felt relieved.
This time, on a whim, I took my son with me on the road to Zhejiang Province before leaving. My original intention was that my son was already old, so I would take him out to see the world and have someone to talk to on the way. I didn’t expect that I would make such a big fuss. "
Haha~ Madam, I said before, we Heng'er Ji people have our own destiny."
Qi’s mother snorted coldly:
"With a dose of medicine from Dr. Wu, Heng'er's fever has gone down. Isn't there a famous doctor on Liangzhe Road, Huainan Road, and Jingdong Road? It shows that you just don't care."
Qi's father was busy criticizing himself. His despicable appearance did not look like that of a prince, and was no different from the licking dogs of later generations.
Qi's mother ignored him at all, sat gently on the edge of the bed, and asked about her son's physical condition.
"Mother and father are worried. It's much better than yesterday, but it's still a little..." Wang Lidong honestly made a detailed report on his situation to his family leader.
What dizziness, vertigo, nasal congestion... As long as I throw everything out, I think I can rest for a few more days.
Not long after he finished speaking, one of Qi's mother's personal maids delivered the first wave of benefits, a large bowl of pitch-black soup.
Before entering the mouth, the strong smell of Chinese medicine came from the tip of the nose, and I knew that this bowl of medicine would definitely be very effective.
After drinking the decoction, Wang Lidong suddenly realized one of the reasons why Western medicine was more popular than Chinese medicine in later generations.
Chinese medicine TTM tastes terrible.
"You're very well behaved today. I usually make you drink medicine, as if it's half your life."
Qi's mother decided to reward her son. She took the mother-of-pearl and red sandalwood rose box from the hand of the maid, opened the lid, and found seven or eight grids inside. Each small grid contained a kind of candied fruit, and she picked the sweetest one.
, stuffed it directly into his son’s mouth.
Wang Lidong rolled his eyes and said hello in advance.
After chewing a few mouthfuls and swallowing the candied fruit, I felt a wave of sleepiness coming over me that I couldn't stop. What happened? Could it be that what I just drank was a sleeping pill...
.........
Before dawn the next day, Wang Lidong woke up from hunger.
Subconsciously I touched my waist on both sides, and luckily... they were all there!
I sat up and found that my head was still a little dizzy, but it was much better than yesterday.
He just feels a little light-headed, and I don't know why I didn't give him something to eat yesterday to cushion his stomach...
He picked up a robe made of the fur of an unknown animal from the hanger. After wrapping it tightly, Wang Lidong shouted twice at the door, "No, no."
"Young Master, here we come." There was a commotion in the cubicle next to it, and then a little kid rushed out of the cubicle with his half-tied belt, "Sir, do you want to change?"
More p clothes!
I can even let Zhuge Kongming play the empty city strategy in my belly now.
"Go to the kitchen to get something to eat. Xiaolongbao, fried white sausage, Qibao vegetarian porridge, glutinous rice cakes, and some side dishes."
After Buwei took note of it, he walked to the fire clock, glanced at the scale on the candle, and found that it was already 05:00 (05:00 to 07:00), and the kitchen was already at work.
Before going out, she thoughtfully made Wang Lidong a pot of hot tea and brought some snacks to help him pacify his stomach first.
While Wang Lidong was eating the flower and honey square cake he bought, he looked around at the layout of the room.
The entire bedroom is divided into three semi-independent small rooms by wooden partitions. The innermost one is his bedroom, which is about 20 square meters and has not many things. Except for a coffee table and two small benches, it is where he sleeps.
The six-poster 10,000-character bed is inlaid with nanmu wood, and there is also a large nanmu clothes hanger.
In the middle room, which is more than thirty square meters, there is a round table with huanghuali openwork and Luan patterns, and a few small yellow round stools. There are three large rosewood cabinets with dragon and phoenix patterns standing on the wall.
There were a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. After looking through them, I found that the quality was not very good. They were just entry-level. It was too low for his class... I will let Buweidu burn them some other time... and sell them.
The partition next to the door is Buwei's small bedroom.
Whoever was on duty used to sleep in it, but since he became a book boy as a child, he has taken over it directly.
After going around for a while, Wang Lidong felt that it was still a decent job, as long as there wasn't a lot of garbage, it looked quite refreshing.
It's just that the room is too big and the temperature is a bit low in winter.
When I have the opportunity, I will renovate it and put a fire dragon underneath it. Then I won’t have to pile up all kinds of heating equipment in the corner of the room.