Although he was confused, he also remembered that before he fell into a coma last night, he had already had a cold sweat.
But now, he is clearly wearing dry clothes!
The buttons were neatly tied and ironed, and the original robe was thrown at the foot of the bed.
... And more than that, Lu Huan's stunned gaze fell on his pillow. Two cold cloth towels were folded into cloth strips, and there were water stains on them, which seemed to be melted snow.
Lu Huan subconsciously touched his forehead, and the fever has subsided!
If Lu Huan didn't realize what was going on at this moment, when his eyes moved to the soup bowl beside the bed, his pupils shrank suddenly, as if he saw something startling, he couldn't react for a while —
An empty bowl.
There was also the smell of bitter medicine in the air, including between his lips and teeth, there was also the smell of medicine.
This is
Did he finish the rest of the soup
Someone broke in last night and forcibly fed him medicine? !
Lu Huan felt the alarm bell in his heart, and subconsciously lifted the quilt and jumped out of the bed. Because he had not fully recovered his spirit, he was a little unsteady, and he barely stood still while holding the head of the bed. But he held his breath vigilantly, checked himself for a week, only to find that—
No trace of poisoning? ! There was also no sign of discomfort at all.
... On the contrary, compared to last night, the fever has completely subsided, and my whole body feels much better.
Lu Huan turned around again, and leaned over to check the unopened medicine packets, which seemed to be left on purpose for him to take until the typhoid fever was completely cured.
He opened the packets one by one, sniffed them, grabbed the medicinal materials with his fingers and looked at them, but he saw that they were all nourishing and warming or treating typhoid fever, and there were no bad medicines.
"… "
how come…
Someone broke in, but not to harm him, but to send medicine on purpose—and even take care of him overnight
Lu Huan was extremely shocked, grabbing the medicine bag, his fingers clenched involuntarily, and his mind was a little blank in the room.
Looking down at some drug residues spilled on the ground beside the bed, his heart trembled slightly, 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 complexion. At this moment, his usual indifferent face rarely appeared a bit of daze that did not belong to him.
…
Lu Huan has a lot of things to do in Japan today.
Three taels of silver are not much, and I 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 you take care of them carefully, you can get a harvest as soon as possible. In addition, eggs laid by hens can also sell for a good price.
Since this land already belongs to him, he has to make good use of it to earn some silver taels while maintaining his food and clothing before Mrs. Ning Wang has no further action.
Now that juggling swords is restricted in the capital, it is impossible for Lu Huan to make money in this way, not to mention that he is the concubine of Prince Ning's mansion, and he is not allowed to enter and exit many times. Every time he enters and exits, he is guarded as a thief.
Therefore, after thinking about it, he could only plant more things, and by bribing the guard at the side door, let him help to sell it quietly in exchange for silver taels.
With silver, Lu Huan can change his current predicament—
Lu Yu'an and Lu Wenxiu are the direct sons. They can go to school with the princes at the Imperial College and practice martial arts at the racecourse on weekdays. They are born with a golden spoon in their hands, but they don't know how to cherish them, especially Lu Wenxiu, who skips classes all day long.
However, Lu Huan, who was born as a concubine, has been trapped in a corner of the Chai Yuan since he was a child.
Although he had secretly learned one or two lessons outside the courtyard wall when the head of the Imperial Army was invited to Prince Ning's mansion, he already knew how to ride archery and the Four Books and Five Classics, but he knew that this was far from enough.
His ambition and revenge are more than that!
He knew very well that he had to read and understand the truth in order to achieve the world. He needs money to buy books and bows and arrows.
Even if you have more silver taels, you can sneak out to find a private school and stay away from Ning Wangfu.
But now-
The man who suddenly appeared beside him, apparently disrupted his plans a little.
Lu Huan stood under the eaves, watching the roosters and hens fluttering in the yard.
He looked at the vine trellis covered by last night's snow, and the seeds of various crops leaning against the walls.
He walked over and sprinkled the feed on the fence, and the twenty-six chickens immediately surrounded them excitedly and pecked on the ground.
Lu Huan walked to the hen's nest and looked at it. He didn't know if it was because there were too many chickens, but some hens had already started laying eggs last night. He reached out and touched two hot eggs.
For Lu Huan, who had been treated harshly by Mrs. Ning Wang since childhood and had hardly eaten hot meals, an egg was obviously a delicacy that could only be obtained from the kind-hearted Si Yiniang during the festivals.
But at this time, with the help of that person, he actually held two round and smooth hot eggs in his hand.
…
Lu Huan couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling in his heart, and the expression on his face was a bit complicated...
Could it be that the person was really not malicious
If it is really malicious, that person can come and go freely in the Chai Yard, and he was in a coma with a fever last night. That person can stab him with a dagger, and he has no room to resist!
In fact, not only last night, but at other times, that person can also start with him, but that person has been holding back, just sending all kinds of things he needs!
However, if there is no conspiracy, what is the purpose of that person sending things over and over again? Is it possible that you really want to help yourself and kindly give yourself help in the snow
But—but how could—? !
Since he was born, he has never felt this kind of kindness. No one in Prince Ning's mansion will help him. It is good to follow Lu Wenxiu to step on him without flattery. He cast a pitying look to himself. Not in Prince Ning's mansion, and not even outside of Prince Ning's mansion!
How could someone suddenly, not show up again and again, but help him out of trouble? !
… He couldn't figure out who would treat him like that.
Lu Huan stared at the egg in his hand, his palm seemed to still have the feeling of ice and snow left after he had grasped the cloth towel, and the ripples in his heart were getting bigger and bigger.
If there really is such a person...
If it really did, he felt a little nervous in his heart, and his heart was pounding.
—And, in the throat, there was a bit of secret hope that even he himself could not perceive.
But Lu Huan immediately felt that his thoughts were absurd, even ridiculous.
If not, what if that person did not intend to harm him, nor did he set any traps for him to jump, but he did not have any intention of caring about him as he thought, but just kept him within a courtyard wall. What kind of fun and pitiful plaything is the son of a child to play with
After all, his life experience is clear. He was indeed born to King Ning and an outside prostitute, so there is no way he has any secret life experience.
It is impossible for other relatives to help him secretly.
Well, aside from those frivolous tricks, charitable teasers—
Lu Huan really couldn't think of anyone who would be kind to such a concubine for no purpose.
…
Thinking of this, a pot of ironic cold water poured down immediately above his head.
Lu Huan pursed his lips, trying his best to stop his own thoughts, and extinguish all expectations and desires first.
His eyes became calm.
In any case, change with the same thing first.
…
On this day, he fed all the chickens, took the eggs, and started planting the winter crops he had purchased.
He hadn't touched the clothes and things sent by the man before because he suspected that the man had ulterior motives, but after the wind and cold last night, although Lu Huan still didn't know the purpose of the other party, he took off some precautions and temporarily determined that the other party was not malicious.
So he divided the crops that the other party placed at the root of the wall.
Divide ready-made potatoes, carrots, etc. into twenty-three bags, and move them all to the kitchen.
The other seeds were kept in place, and the seeds that could be planted were planted on the same day, and those that could not be planted temporarily, they packed a room next to the Chai Yard as a warehouse, and used some methods to store them.
After doing this, Lu Huan went to the kitchen.
Lu Huan knew how to chop firewood and carry water, and he was also good at cooking and cooking noodles. Otherwise, he would not be able to survive in this huge palace of Ning Wang.
He lit the stove, rolled up his sleeves, exposed his clean and slender forearms, chopped carrots and potatoes, mixed them with flour, and spread them out in the pot. The white was steaming hot, and in the dim light of the fire, soon a cake was ready.
He moved his index finger, and his eyes could not help but sparkle.
This was the first time in years that he had eaten something warm instead of cold leftovers.
…
Lu Huan swallowed a few mouthfuls of bread, and after wrapping his belly casually, he cut more carrots and mashed potatoes to burn the firewood more vigorously.
He made another bigger, sweeter-smelling, more tempting pancake.
But he didn't eat it, but put it on a plate and put it on the stove, where it was heated by the remaining heat of the stove.
…
He stopped and looked out of the kitchen uncertainly.
It was already night, there were some snowflakes floating in the sky, and everything was silent.
Is that guy... coming 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 was really just playing alms to himself...
… Seeing him eagerly preparing bread for others, would that person laugh at him, that he was a poor bastard who was desperate to catch him if he got a little kindness? net, net,,... :