Daming: Dad, stop rebelling and stay healthy with me

It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!

Zhu Zhan felt a splitting headache,

and he had a sense of disobedience that he had been sleeping for a long time, and he wanted to try to open his eyes, but he found that his eyelids were like a

thousand pounds, and he couldn't open them.

"What's the matter, I did drink too much at the bar last night, but it won't be impossible to get up the next day...."

This feeling lasted for a long time, Zhu Zhanyan broke out in a cold sweat on his back, tried many times, and finally opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was a young girl wearing an ancient costume and a delicate face.

She knelt on her knees on the edge of the bed, and lay her hands on the edge of the bed as pillows, sleeping soundly.

"What a beautiful little girl... Who is she, why is she sleeping here, and.... Why is she wearing such clothes?"

Just as Zhu Zhan was puzzled, a memory suddenly hit him, making his head start to hurt again.

With the integration of memories, Zhu Zhanyan gradually understood his situation.

If nothing else, when I drank at the bar last night, I was already out of drinking too much.

Then I traveled

to the land of China 600 years ago, the Ming Dynasty, and the 10th year of Yongle!

Zhu Zhanyan lay on the bed and turned his head very hard, looking at the environment he was in.

He was sleeping on a carved antique wooden bed, with a pink bead tent on top of his head and a thin embroidered brocade quilt.

Through the gaps in the gauze tent, you can faintly see the beautifully carved screens and furniture, made of precious yellow rosewood, and the landscape painting hanging on the wall also looks like it was made by a famous artist.

The whole house exudes a sense of wealth and luxury.

The scenes in front of him kept reminding Zhu Zhanyan that he had indeed crossed over!

It's not bad, it should be a solid and wealthy family.

"Okay..... At least I didn't cross into a groom, a servant or anything, and I didn't need to shout don't bully the young man to be poor...."

Zhu Zhanyan muttered.

As for his identity, he still doesn't want to remember much.

The original body was weak, and his memory was a little confused, and when he thought about it just now, his brain was a little buzzing.

Zhu Zhanyan was a little speechless, he was in good health in his previous life, he loved national arts, and he often exercised, but the body that crossed over was too bad.

Obviously, it was Zhu Zhanyan's movement that woke up the young girl on the side.

The girl was dazed and opened her eyes.

Then he looked at Zhu Zhan and looked at each other.

After a moment of pause, the girl's peach blossom eyes were shining, revealing a look of surprise, and then she was overjoyed, and couldn't help shouting.

"The son of the world.... The

girl was so surprised that the girl got up and walked out of the house with her long skirt in her long skirt, and she didn't know where she went.

This throat went down, and Zhu Zhanyan felt a little head pain, and he couldn't help muttering: "Isn't it just waking up? Is it necessary to be so excited? Is it strange to wake up?"

Wrong.

This body is terminally ill, like a candle before the wind, and it may fall down at any time.

So, if I hadn't crossed over, this body would have been cool by now.

Therefore, I couldn't wake up, but I woke up suddenly, so that this girl was so surprised?

Before Zhu Zhanyan could think about it, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the room.

The leader of the way was a woman in her thirties, dressed gracefully and elegantly, with a dignified and elegant countenance.

Behind her were two old men who looked like Langzhong, and the girl who had just gone to ventilate the news.

"Son, you're awake! God forbid. "

It's been five years, my mother has been worried about you for five years, and I thought I couldn't survive this experience...."The

woman cried with joy, with tears in her eyes, walked to the side of the bed in a few steps, grabbed Zhu Zhanyan's hand with both hands, and put it in front of her forehead and kept chattering.

"Bodhisattva bless, bless my son to survive, tomorrow I will go to the temple to make a wish...."Zhu

Zhanyan looked at the woman in front of him, and he didn't know if it was because of his predecessor, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in his heart.

"Mother, don't worry, I'm getting better. I

don't know why, Zhu Zhanyan blurted out the word "mother".

He was an orphan in his last life, and he has always longed for family affection, but he didn't expect to realize this wish in his first life.

The lady nodded, as if she hadn't seen enough, and stared at him left and right.

He immediately touched his tears, turned to look at the two Lang Zhong behind him, pointed his head and scolded:

"You two said that my son has a terminal illness and can't survive for three days, what is happening now?"

"It's just a quack! If it weren't for my son's strength, he would have been mistaken by the two of you!"

It stands to reason that both of them were diagnosed with the impossibility of living again.

They all frowned, feeling very strange.

The older imperial physician was the first to speak: "Concubine Wei, this.... This scene may be the son of the world.... Can you allow the two of me to diagnose again..."

, the imperial doctor didn't dare to say it, so he proposed to rediagnose it.

After her son woke up, the woman named Concubine Wei was in a much better mood.

She thought that it might be because she had been praying for incense and praying for blessings in the temple in the past few days, so that her son woke up and did not do the work of a doctor.

He waved his hand and said, "It's good to diagnose it again, if it is misdiagnosed again, I'll ask you." "

Yes, Concubine Wei.

Seeing Concubine Wei relieved, the two hurriedly came to Zhu Zhanyan to diagnose, took turns to take the pulse, and touched it.

After a moment, both of them looked strange and hesitated, as if it was the first time they had encountered such a thing.

Long.

The elder imperial physician put away his doubts, showed a happy expression

, and said, "Congratulations to Concubine Wei, the pulse of the world's terminal illness has disappeared and has been cured without treatment!

Another younger imperial physician arched his hand and said, "It must be caused by Concubine Wei's prayers day and night and moving the heavens."

Hearing that her son's terminal illness had disappeared, Concubine Wei was in a good mood and waved her hand: "Count your luck, if my son really has three longs and two shorts, I will let you accompany my son to the funeral."

"Stand down.

Hearing this, the two imperial doctors were relieved and left the room with a crawl, not daring to stay at all.

Zhu Zhanyan on the side listened for a long time.

He kept wondering in his heart, what kind of family is this to let such a doctor accompany me to the funeral?

I am the son of the prince, the son of the prince...

And also.... My mother's name is Concubine Wei....

Concubine Wei .....

According to the shattered memories of the original body, coupled with the knowledge of the previous time, Zhu Zhanyan suddenly remembered his true identity.

During the Yongle period, the current emperor is Chengzu Zhu Di.

Concubine Wei's husband, that is, her father....

Isn't it the Han King Zhu Gaochu who always wanted to rebel but was treated as a joke

? The one who was covered by Zhu Zhanji of the Ming Xuanzong with a 500-pound copper tripod

and smoked to death? The one whose nine sons were all smoked to death?

Zhu Zhanyu's heart froze, and the whole person was stunned.

"Oh no! I'm the son of Zhu Gaoxu!".