I Raised A Sick And Weak Prince

Although burnt, he also remembered that before he fell into a drowsiness last night, he had been in a cold sweat, hot and sticky, very uncomfortable, but because of the fever and coma, he was heavy and unconscious and unable to get up and replace.

But now, what he is wearing is clearly dry clothes!

The buttons were tied neatly and ironed, and the original robe was thrown at the foot of the bed.

...More than that, Lu Huan's suspicious gaze fell on the side of his pillow. Two cold cloth towels were folded into cloth strips, with water stains on them, which seemed to be melted snow.

Lu Huan subconsciously touched his forehead, but the fever has gone down!

If Lu Huan hadn’t realized what happened at this moment, when he moved his gaze to the soup bowl beside the bed, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen something shocking, and he couldn’t react for a while. ——

An empty bowl.

The air still smelled of bitter medicine, including the fragrance of medicine remaining between his lips and teeth.

this is?

He finished the remaining soup medicine?

Someone broke in last night and forcibly fed him medicine? !

The alarm bell in Lu Huan's heart was loud, and he unconsciously lifted the quilt and jumped out of the bed. Because he hadn't fully recovered his spirit, he was a little unstable, so he could barely stand by the head of the bed. But he held his breath vigilantly and looked at himself for a week, only to find that--

No trace of poisoning? ! There is no sign of discomfort at all.

...On the contrary, compared to last night, the fever has completely gone, and the whole body feels a lot more agile.

Lu Huan turned around again and leaned down to check the unopened packs of medicine. It seemed that he had stayed on purpose and let him take it until the typhoid fever was completely healed.

He opened the packs one by one, sniffed, grabbed the medicinal materials with his fingers and looked at it, but saw that they were all nourishing and warming or curing typhoid medicines, and there was no bad medicine.

"..."

how come……?

Someone broke in, but not to harm him, but to send medicine specially-did he even take care of him all night?

Lu Huan was shocked, holding the medicine packet, involuntarily clenching his fingers, his mind was a little blank in the room.

Looking down at some drug residue spilled on the floor beside the bed, he trembled slightly in his heart, not knowing how to react.

I do not know how long it has been.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning came in from the window of the wood house, and fell on his thick black eyelashes and slightly pale face. At this moment, he was rarely at a loss that did not belong to him on his always indifferent face.

...

Lu Huan still has a lot of things to be busy today.

There is not much money in threes and twos and can buy some things, but there is no way to maintain a long-term livelihood.

He bought some leek roots and early spring zucchini from the market yesterday. These are winter crops. As long as they are carefully treated, they can get the harvest as soon as possible. In addition, the eggs laid by the hens can also be sold at a good price.

Since this piece of land already belongs to him, he has to make good use of it to earn some silver tael while maintaining his food and clothing before Madam Ning has no next move.

Now that the capital restricts juggling sword dancing, it is impossible for Lu Huan to earn silver in this way. What's more, he is the son of King Ning's Mansion, and he is not allowed to enter and exit many times. Every time he enters and exits, he is treated as a thief.

Therefore, he thought about it, so he could only plant more things, bribe the janitor at the side door and let him sell it quietly in exchange for silver taels.

With silver, Lu Huan can change his current predicament——

Lu Yuan and Lu Wenxiu are prostitutes. They can go to Imperial College and martial arts together with the princes on weekdays. These two people don’t know the conditions for being born with a golden spoon, especially Lu Wenxiu, who abstained from school all day long. .

Lu Huan, who was born as a concubine, has been trapped in Chaiyuan since he was a child, and he has not many opportunities to leave King Ning's Mansion, let alone have his own teacher.

Although he was invited to the King Ning's Mansion by the instructor of the Forbidden Army, he secretly learned one or two outside the courtyard, and already knew how to ride and shoot and the Four Books and Five Classics, but he knew that this was far from enough.

His ambition and revenge are not only that!

He knew well that he had to read and understand the truth in order to reach the world. He needs money to buy books and long arrows.

Even if you have more silver coins, you can sneak out to find a private school and stay away from King Ning's Mansion.

But now--

The person who suddenly appeared next to him had obviously disrupted his plan slightly.

Lu Huan stood under the eaves, watching the roosters and hens thumping in the yard.

I looked at the vine stand covered by the snow last night, and the seeds of various crops leaning against the roots of the wall.

He walked over and sprinkled the feed in the fence. Twenty-six chickens immediately gathered around excitedly, pecking at the ground.

Lu Huan walked to the hen's nest and took a look. He didn't know if it was because there were too many chickens. Some hens had started laying eggs last night. He reached out and touched them and found two hot eggs.

For Lu Huan, who has been treated harshly by Mrs. Ning Wang since he was a child, and has hardly eaten hot meals, an egg is obviously a delicacy that can only be obtained from the kind Siyi Niang during the New Year and New Years.

But at this time, with the help of that person, he actually pinched two round and smooth hot eggs in his hands.

...

Lu Huan couldn't help but feel an indescribable mood, and the expression on his face was a bit complicated...

Could it be that the person is really harmless?

If it is really malicious, that person can come and go freely in the firewood courtyard, and he was in a fever and coma last night, the NPC can stabbed it down with a dagger, and he has no room for resistance!

In fact, it wasn't just last night. At other times, that person could also act on himself, but that person could not move, but just sent all kinds of things he needed!

However, if it weren't for a conspiracy, what was the purpose of the person sending things over and over again? Is it true that you want to help yourself and kindly give yourself charcoal?

But--but how could--? !

Since he was born, he has never felt such kindness. No one in King Ning's Mansion will help him. It's good to follow Lu Wenxiu's foot without flattery. Even the fourth aunt is just wise to protect himself. Cast a pity look at himself. Not inside King Ning's Mansion, not even outside King Ning's Mansion!

How come someone suddenly doesn't show up again and again, but helps him out of danger? !

... He couldn't think of anyone who would treat him like this.

Lu Huan stared at the egg in his hand, his palm felt as if there was a feeling of ice and snow remaining after the cloth towel had subsided, and the ripples in his heart became bigger and bigger.

If there is such a person...

If it did, his heart was a little nervous, and his heart was pounding.

——And, in his throat, there was a secret hope that he couldn't even notice.

But Lu Huan immediately thought his idea was absurd, even ridiculous.

If not, if the person didn’t mean to harm him, and he didn’t set some trap to wait for him to jump, but he didn’t mean to care about him, but just put him in such a courtyard. What kind of fun and pitiful plaything does your bastard play in between the palms?

After all, he knew his life experience was indeed the birth of King Ning and an outside prostitute/girl. There is no hidden life experience.

It is impossible for other relatives to secretly help oneself.

So, in addition to that kind of boring tricks, charity teases-

Lu Huan really couldn't think of anyone who would treat him like a bastard aimlessly.

...

Thinking of this, a pot of ironic cold water poured down on his head.

Lu Huan pursed his lips, tried his best to contain his own random thoughts, and extinguished all expectations and desires.

His eyes became calm.

In any case, first respond to changes with the same.

...

On this day, he finished feeding all the chickens, took away the eggs, and started planting the winter crops he had purchased.

I didn't touch the clothing and stuff that the person sent before because he suspected that the person was ill-intentioned, but after the wind and cold last night, although Lu Huan still didn't know the purpose of the other party, he more or less took off some precautions and temporarily believed that the other party was not malicious.

So he divided the crops that the opponent had placed at the root of the wall.

The ready-made potatoes, carrots, etc. were divided into 23 bags and all moved to the kitchen.

Keep the other seeds in place, and plant them on the day they can be planted, but if they cannot be planted temporarily, they cleaned up a room next to the firewood courtyard as a warehouse and stored them in some way.

After doing this, Lu Huan went to the kitchen.

Lu Huan can do everything about chopping wood and picking water. Naturally, he is also good at cooking noodles. Otherwise, in this huge King Ning's Mansion, I am afraid that it will not survive these years.

He lighted the stove, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his clean and slender arms, chopped carrots and potatoes, mixed them with flour, and spread them out in the pot. The white was steaming hot, and the fire was dim, and soon a piece of dough was ready.

His index finger moved a lot, and his eyes couldn't help but sparkle.

This was the first time he had eaten warm things in these years, not cold leftovers.

...

Lu Huan swallowed and swallowed the bread, and after casually wrapping his belly, he cut more carrots and mashed potatoes to burn the firewood more vigorously.

He made a bigger, more fragrant and more enticing dough.

But he didn't eat it. Instead, he put it in a plate and placed it on the stove, warming it up with the rest of the stove.

...

He stopped and looked out of the kitchen uncertainly.

It's night, and there are a few snowflakes floating in the sky, everything is silent.

That person... will come tonight?

He left the finished bread here, can that person see it? Would you like it?

Lu Huan was a little nervous.

But-he immediately thought, if that person is really just playing alms to himself...

… Seeing that he was eagerly preparing dough and treating others, would that person laugh at himself, that he was a poor worm who caught a little kindness and desperately caught it?