"Jing Gongzi, this is the medicine you want."

"Steward Li bothered."

In the elegant room, a young man dressed in a heavy winter coat took the bottles and cans handed by the middle-aged man and thanked him.

The middle-aged man called "Steward Li" nodded casually and quickly left.

It can be seen that the steward is very polite on the surface, but in fact he is a little impatient.

A young man named "Jing Yue" sat in the room, looking at the porcelain bottles where the medicine was stored, and quickly poured out a handful of colorful pills from them, and drank the tea with all his might.

After that, he let out a long breath.

Judging from his appearance, the young man has a handsome appearance and a warm temperament, and he belongs to the kind of passers-by who walk by and can't help but take a few more looks.

It's just that his face is too pale, and he is wrapped in winter clothes in this autumn season, giving people a feeling that the wind and cold have not healed.

In fact, Jing Yue is indeed sick, and he is not lightly ill.

His father died two years ago at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve, pale as paper, bowed and unable to speak, like a mosquito.

When he saw his father's appearance at that time, it was as if he saw his future self.

Born with cold poison, as the years increase, the cold poison enters the marrow, until the blood gradually coagulates and dies.

If you want to live longer and live less uncomfortable, the doctor's advice is that in addition to swallowing the necessary pills every day, it is best to recuperate and not move too much.

In other words, he is the most suitable for the life of the "empty son", everything must be well maintained, and it is best to be carried by someone when he goes out.

It's a pity that the empty son's way of living is not so easy, and it costs silver to say it.

This is also the reason why he appeared in this huge mansion.

This is Bianzhou City, not his hometown when he crossed over.

He knew very well the reason why the Steward Li was impatient, and to put it bluntly, he was just a poor relative from the countryside who defected to this Shen Mansion.

And it didn't seem to come at the right time.

Father Jing Lei has a very rich brother, who is the owner of this house, named Shen San, he should call him uncle.

Uncle Shen San and father Jing Lei were both picked up by the old man, the uncle already had a name at the time, and the grandfather did not give him a new word, so the two brothers have a surname Jing and a surname Shen, they have no blood relationship, but they grew up together since childhood, and they are very close.

Uncle Shen San showed outstanding business talent very early on, and he likes to study, which can be said to have a promising future.

So when he was sixteen years old, his father and grandfather sold most of the family property for Shen San's uncle to go on a roam.

Unexpectedly, later his uncle Shen San not only really had a lot of family entanglements, but also became a big official later, and the official was a household servant.

It's a pity that my uncle's career did not continue to rise.

Uncle's fortune experience is quite legendary, from a small business to "Shen Banjie", and then to the richest man in Bianzhou City, but it took only four or five years.

Later, he worked hard to study, and won the fame, I don't know if he is talented, or secretly supported by nobles, and the speed of his rise all the way after becoming an official is breathtaking, from a small clerk to a three-grade household servant, it is only four years.

But what is even more amazing is the speed at which Shen Sanye was demoted, he was demoted three times in two years, not to mention that he had no real power, and he had to go away from home, almost exiled.

And Jing Yue's choice to defect to the Shen family at this time is indeed a bit out of place, because it can be seen that although the Shen family is still beautiful on the surface, they have a lot of troubles.

But Jing Yue has no choice, he really has no money.

The family property left by his father has long since become poor and white because of his medicine jar, and if he wants to live, he must find some way.

His body does not support him to support himself, and defecting to his uncle at this time is not a good choice, but it is also the only one.

Jing Yue was not too cold to this kind of life like a medicine jar and a turtle at first, and felt that it was too boring and too hard, so it was better to die early, at least it was too happy.

But then, his mind changed.

Because he saw hope.

At this time, Jing Yue's eyes narrowed, and a panel appeared in Zhihai.

[Name: Jing Yue.]

Repair: None

Talent: Born with cold poison (big murderer)

System function: professional assistance in the practice of the Lord

System Status: Charging (can be turned on after charging)]

In my consciousness, the charging icon is always flowing, but it is not like the charging display of the mobile phone to know the specific amount of power.

Yes, as a traverser, he has a plug-in, but he doesn't know how long it will take for this plug-in to be turned on.

This panel came out three years ago.

It's been three years, and it's been three years and still hasn't responded.

It's just a long time for him and the system to recharge.

But hope, this kind of thing, it's better than nothing.

Before Jing Yue came to this Shen Mansion, he thought that he would receive some white eyes, but in fact, he didn't.

The masked aunt was very good to him, and the young master and young lady in the mansion did not show any contempt on his face, these days, he has always been a guest of the Shen Mansion, even if he really came to mix medicine and eat.

He didn't like to owe others since he was a child, but looking at this pile of pills, he knew that he owed more and more.

To be honest, for some people, white prostitution is addictive, while for others, it is shameful.

Unfortunately, Jingyue falls into the latter category.

He could only hope that the system would be turned on soon, and as long as his physical problems were solved, all his troubles would be solved.

It stands to reason that cold poison enters the body, and practicing some kung fu can improve this, just as long-distance running can enhance people's lung capacity.

However, Jing Yue's cold poison was congenital, and it hurt the foundation very early, causing his qi and veins to be weak and unable to exercise vigorously, which was equivalent to bidding farewell to the cultivation of winter practice and summer practice.

This kind of situation is like playing an online game in the previous life, you wanted to get equipment from the dungeon, but the captain told you that you must have equipment to get the dungeon, and you said that you can only have equipment if you brush the dungeon, but he told you again that you can't get a dungeon without equipment, which is the same as the inexplicable.

Fortunately, there is the word "professional" in the self-introduction of this system.

Professional assistance to the Venerable Master's cultivation, since it is a professional, it should be able to solve his trouble.

For such a long time, Jing Yue looked at the icon that was constantly charging but had no sign of turning on every day, and he had long been accustomed to not getting angry, unless......

Can't help it.

"What kind of wall-breaking system is this, it's like a thin dog, and it can't be turned on for three years!"

"Waste dog!"

"Did you fucking hear that?"

"Waste Dog System!"

"You didn't respond to scolding?"

For example, now, it is the time when Jing Yue can't help it.

In short, there are always a few days a month, very regular, and after venting, he continues to live quietly taking medicine.

After greeting the eighteenth generation of the whole family of the system, Jing Yue completely quieted down.

As a result, at this time, a line of text appeared in Zhihai.

[Charge is complete, and the Body Binding Cultivation function is enabled.] ]

Well?