A Gentleman Is Like Jade and I Am Like Iron

Nan Qi's initial fantasy about Cong Jing should be that "a stranger is like jade, a gentleman like no other in the world." However, the real Cong Jing is full of diseases, tough words, tough hands, tough feet, and most importantly, tough life. He is an impenetrable Iron Man. Cong Jing: Madam, I feel dizzy and want to vomit. I seem to be sick again! (The kind that requires kisses and hugs to get better) Nan Qi: Oh - then I will go to my eldest sister's room to sleep tonight, and you can take good care of yourself! Cong Jing suddenly turned over and got out of bed, punching her chest with two fists. In order to prove that she was in great shape, she even raised her arms and walked around the room for a tour. How can I break my husband's stupidity? Nanqi is looking for answers online! [Female guard wearing a waistcoat VS the prince who is sick every day] I have always been pursuing perfection, and you let me be myself.