Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 105 A Night Alone (3)
At You time, the sky was getting darker and darker. After dinner, the villagers came to the door one after another. In the yard of the village chief's house, many villagers stood there for a while. The children were curious about Mo Yan and Wan Qi Yuling, riding on On Dad's neck, he kept staring at the two of them.

The village head had already brought a few men to set up several cauldrons in the courtyard. Seeing that the village head's daughter-in-law was doing things quickly and orderly, Mo Yan decided to teach her the configuration of some folk remedies. After tidying up, he explained to the village head's daughter-in-law.

Soon, several powders were put into a big pot, and the fire was very hot. After a while, the smell of ginger and dried pine came from the pot. Mo Yan wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, found a wooden stick to stir, and waited. When the stick was taken out, the outer skin was already black.

"It's dark, it's dark! It's really dark, let's get back to normal!"

Some villagers were sharp-eyed and screamed repeatedly, and some women wept with joy. Who wouldn't want to have black hair like normal people? They have waited for this day for a long time!
The village chief cried bitterly again. During the day, his emotions went from low to cloudy. He had to pinch himself hard to realize that everything was real and not a dream.The village head, Wang Baocai, took the lead in kneeling, and the villagers kowtowed reverently to Mo Yan and Wanqi Yuling.

Mo Yan was very uncomfortable. After all, she was a person living in the 21st century, and she rarely received big gifts from others. She remembered that she had just joined the forensic team in the bureau to help the deceased find the real culprit. The relatives of the deceased also knelt and kowtowed to her. , At that time, she was so nervous that she almost knelt down. It was also that incident that made her swear to be a person with a sense of justice and a conscience.

Wan Teng Yuling had been in a high position for a long time, and he didn't respond to kneeling at all. His attention was all on Mo Yan. Seeing her very disturbed, he felt amused. He didn't even know that his attention to her was gradually increasing at this moment.

After the villagers thanked them, men, women and children, old and young, held hands and formed several circles beside the iron pot, singing and dancing, expressing their joy and excitement in their own way. Mo Yan smiled and hummed along with the villagers.

After waiting for an hour, the fire decreased and slowly extinguished, and the medicinal materials in the iron pot had been boiled.The villagers just started to calm down, staring blankly at the cauldrons, wishing they could jump down and roll around.

"Let's dye our hair, let's start with the little kids in the village."

The village chief was afraid that there would not be enough medicinal materials, so the elders backed away.The villagers had no objection, and heard Mo Yan said that it was easy to get on the clothes, so they went home to fetch dry cloth towels, moved their own small benches, and lined up beside them.

The process of dyeing hair is much simpler. Mo Yan used the village chief’s little grandson, Wang Xiaozhuan, as a demonstration. The villagers quickly got started and picked out ten women with quick hands and feet. They divided into ten small teams and waited in line for hair dyeing. .

"My hair has turned black, and so have my eyebrows!"

Wang Xiaozhuan, who was the first to dye his hair, went into the room to take the bronze mirror, and shouted with joy.He was still young, so he had no idea about these things. When the village peddler came, he saw that his hair and eyebrows were black. He thought it looked good and envied him. Later, he learned from his parents that their village was called a ghost village. There are people with birth defects, they can't leave the village, otherwise they are easily arrested by bad guys.

"Really, the pigtail's braid is black!"

The villagers surrounded Wang Xiaozhuan, looking around, hoping that their hair and eyebrows would turn into such a beautiful black color immediately.Mo Yan told everyone, because the foundation is not very good, maybe the first dyeing is not very well-proportioned, leaving a few gray hairs, it needs to be done in different stages.

In the distance, a damp wind blew over the scent of wild flowers in the village.The village chief Wang Baocai looked up at the sky, frowned and said, "Folks, it seems to be raining soon, let's clean it up, take the cauldron to the ancestral hall, and let the ancestors have a look, the gods and fairies saved our village. people!"

Everyone knelt and kowtowed again and left. The village chief's daughter-in-law said that in order not to affect the rest of the nobles, this yard was vacated, so that Mo Yan would not be disgusted. Today, their family stayed at the villager's house for a night.

Soon, the villagers in the yard were gone, leaving only Mo Yan and Wan Tu Yuling.

"I really didn't expect that they would be so easily satisfied."

The two stood under the eaves, Mo Yan sighed softly, in fact, she doesn't need him to respond, she wants to talk, as long as there is someone who can listen.In Kyoto, those conscientious ladies are calculating all day long, you step on me, I step on you, intrigue.Mo Yan doesn't like to fight, but if she is not always on guard, she may fall into a trap, lose her reputation, and embarrass her parents.

"The mountain and rain are about to come and the wind will fill the building."

Wan Tu Yuling's clothes fluttered against the wind, his back was thin and straight, and he sighed slightly towards the distant sky.Going to the town to buy medicinal materials, and received a letter from his subordinates, the news of the Queen's death finally leaked out, so within three days, Luo Qi will know.

In the sky, the drizzle was like silk, from under the eaves, through a ray of light, Mo Yan looked into the distance, the night in the ghost village was so quiet, the sound of the rain was just a decoration.

"Queen, dead."

Wan Qi Yuling turned around suddenly, condescending, his brows and eyes were cold, and there was no wave in the ancient well, it seemed that the news was not unexpected.Mo Yan raised her eyebrows. It seems that what the fortune teller said was true, the news was finally revealed.

"Then, the Third Prince..."

The first thing Mo Yan thought of was Luo Qi. The two of them shared the same car, and Luo Qi would be very reliable sometimes. He missed his childhood, the imperial sister Luo He, who was a very beautiful and gentle woman.

Because the imperial concubine of the Great Wu was favored, she offended many concubines in the harem, and the princes from those concubines twisted together and secretly bullied Luo Qi. He was often injured but dared not tell, so he could only cry secretly by himself.

Every time Luo He sees it, he will gently apply ointment for him, and touch his head, telling him that he is not only the prince of Wu, but also a man in the future, he must stand upright, not cry all the time, and be strong , in order to protect those who want to protect.

From then on, Luo Qi became like a different person, ignorant on the surface, but cultivating his confidants secretly.The queen has no prince, so he will have great hopes for the crown prince.Only by standing in a high position, overlooking the world, and having power, can the emperor and concubine mother be protected.

However, the plan did not change quickly. What Luo Qi got was the news that Luo He went to Dayue to get married. It was raining that day, and he knelt at the door of his father's bedroom. He knelt for a day and a night, but he still couldn't let his father take back his order.Father's love is far more important than no benefits.

(End of this chapter)