"The host Zhao Yan is about to wake up, and the defeat system will be reopened. ”

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Yan heard the system sound of the dull machinery again, and at the same time as the system sound finished speaking, he also slowly opened his eyes.

What catches my eyelids is no longer the quiet alley with collapsed walls, but a luxurious bedroom with a large area.

After a few seconds, Zhao Yan finally remembered that this bedroom belonged to his "own".

Yes, I am now the second young master of the Rongyang County Mansion, and I am no longer the bitter game system engineer of the Nine Dollar Network Shengxun Company...... Like self-hypnosis, after repeating these words silently dozens of times in his heart, Zhao Yan finally sat up on the edge of the bed.

Only then did Zhao Yan realize that the clothes on his body had been replaced with comfortable new cotton nightgowns.

All the bruises and bruises that had been precipitated because of the duel with Li Zixuan were also carefully smeared with medicine, and the effects that had already been exerted made Zhao Yan not feel any pain in the process of getting out of bed and putting on his shoes.

It's just that, just like people who usually lack exercise, the feeling of running out of energy after running a 10-kilometer marathon still exists.

"Physique is assigned 1 stat point. ”

After hesitating, Zhao Yan will be defeated by Zhao Liuzhi, and the 1 attribute point obtained is freely allocated and allocated to the physique.

"It's allocated. ”

The defeat system responds very quickly.

Zhao Yan tried to move his body twice, and then came to the conclusion that just one point of physical increase was not enough to make his body strong and powerful again.

Therefore, we must get the physical attributes up, Qiao Feng, who was still a martial artist in the last second, and Sister Lin, who became weak in the next second, who can stand this?

Ah, by the way, how long did I faint, and was the child crushed under the collapsed house rescued?

Because he had just woken up from a coma, Zhao Yan, whose mind was still muddy, finally remembered this incident.

When he hurriedly walked towards the door, Zhao Yan was still struggling to think about the name of the bright-eyed little girl who was sitting outside the carriage and going to Feiyan Bridge with him.

Hmm, what's her name?

It seems to be called ...... Summer flowers?

"Summer flowers, summer flowers—"

After Zhao Yan tried to shout twice, the bedroom door, which was originally closed, was quickly pushed open from the outside.

It was none other than the personal little maid Xia Hua that Zhao Yan wanted to call, the little girl's face was obviously tired after not sleeping for a long time, and the red indentations on her cheeks proved that she accidentally fell asleep somewhere before Zhao Yan called her.

"The second young master atonements, the second young master atonements, the slave and maid accidentally fell asleep, the slave and maid should die!"

hurriedly rushed to Zhao Yan's side, and tried hard to support Zhao Yan's little maid, and said in an extremely frightened tone.

"Xia Hua, how long have I slept this night?"

Zhao Yan, who didn't care that the little maid accidentally fell asleep, asked this first.

"Second Young Master, you have been in a coma for two days. After answering Zhao Yan's question, the little maid asked in an uncertain tone: "Second young master, do you want the slave maid to tell the old lady? The old lady has visited the young master several times in the past two days, if it weren't for the little doctor Jiang saying that the young master is absolutely fine, the old lady doesn't know what kind of rush the old lady will become......

The little maid Xia Hua said so uncertainly, but it was because the old lady in her mouth was not Zhao Yan's mother-in-law, but her stepmother.

"No, you don't have to go yet. ”

Zhao Yan subconsciously made a veto, although it has basically completely integrated the original version of the evil and evil memory, knowing that the relationship between this kid and his stepmother is not harmonious, but the negative emotion of being a thief still has a serious impact on Zhao Yan.

Yes, the current county duchess is not the mother of Zhao Yan, but the stepmother.

"What about Zhao Jiuzhong? Did he rescue the child who was crushed under the collapsed house?"

In order to prevent the little maid from continuing to ask the above questions, Zhao Yan preemptively shifted the topic away.

This slave and maid knew that the family of three had been rescued, although the house collapsed, but no one was in any big trouble, and the old lady had already asked the Xiahou steward to pay them money. ”

Miss Xia Hua replied.

"It's good that there are no deaths. Well...... Xia Hua, help the young master and sit down. ”

Zhao Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he only stood for a while, which made him feel that his legs were overwhelmed, and if he didn't find a place to sit down, he might be paralyzed to the ground.

"Second young master, you sit down for a while, and the slave will go and bring ginseng soup!"

The little maid obediently followed Zhao Yan's request, and after carefully helping Zhao Yan back to the bed and sitting down, she finally remembered something and hurriedly said.

Ginseng soup?

To be precise, it should be wild ginseng soup, huh...... Could it be that it is like the one written in martial arts novels, the medicinal effect is so powerful that it can live the flesh and bones of a human for a hundred years or even a thousand years?

Zhao Yan was faintly looking forward to it, and he began to think about what posture to use to drink ginseng soup, so as not to expose his first temperament of drinking such a high-end atmospheric drink.

Just thinking about it, the little maid Xia Hua held a nanmu tray with a bowl of black decoction on it, returned to the bedroom and walked straight to Zhao Yan.

"Let's go, let's go! Xia Hua, hurry up and give this thing to the young master, I'll take it away!"

Smelling the strong smell of herbs, Zhao Yan, whose empty stomach was already preparing for violent vomiting, waved his sleeves and tried to drive away the little maid with the medicine bowl.

Damn, which bastard is this medicine?

Can this be ginseng soup?

This is clearly just by smelling the smell, you know that the Tao is an intestinal poison that can definitely make a dozen strong men drink it!

Zhao Yan put on a posture that he would rather die than drink.

The little girl in Xia Hua persuaded her hard, and after finding that she had no way to persuade Zhao Yan at all, she could only carefully carry the bowl full of ginseng soup, turn around and walk out of Zhao Yan's luxurious bedroom.

It's just that as soon as she walked out of the door, the little maid saw the savior, the Duchess of Rongyang County.

Just like Xia Hua said to Zhao Yan, after Zhao Yan had an "accident", the Duchess of Rongyang County would make a special trip to see Zhao Yan every few hours, and then left disappointed because Zhao Yan had not woken up yet.

"The slave maid has seen the old lady!" Xia Hua's little maid hurriedly saluted the Duchess of Rongyang County, and then hurriedly reported the good news: "Old lady, the second young master has woken up......!

Although she was turned into an old woman by the little maid of Xia Hua, the Duchess of Rongyang County actually looked like she was in her forties, and she didn't even have half a white hair on her head, wearing several gorgeous dresses, she was full of elegant and graceful taste, and her eyes with slight crow's feet were extremely soft, which made people know at a glance that she was not only gentle and amiable, but also had an extremely good lady education.

After listening to the words of the little girl Xia Hua, the Duchess of Rongyang County, whose eyes were originally faintly worried, instantly brightened and joyed.

"It's good to wake up! It's good to wake up! Yan'er, how is he now, do you feel anything uncomfortable?"

The county duchess asked anxiously.

The slave maid felt that the second young master seemed to be just weak, and there seemed to be nothing else. ”

The little girl replied weakly.

"Weakness? This is a symptom of excessive martial arts exertion and failure to recover. What Zhao Jiuzhong said should be true, Yan'er did have an epiphany of the tiger claw fist with a tiger roar. Come, give me the ginseng soup, I will personally bring it to Yan'er, this kind of thing can be big or small, and it will not be possible to make up for the loss in time......

When she said this, the graceful and gentle county duchess really did what she said, and took the Nanmu tray holding the ginseng soup from the hand of the little girl who possessed Xia Hua.