The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

"Miss Yao'er." Qiao Chu Tang seven feet man unexpectedly red eye socket: "you can be safe?"

Dongfang Yi is not happy to hear that. He reaches for Wen Ruolan's belt.

"Good." Wen Ruolan nodded: "why don't Qiao Tongling go back with the cured victims? His royal highness is at the foot of Qishan waiting for Qiao Tongling's victory. "

Qiao Chu still wanted to talk. Luo fan came over from the side and jumped directly on the shaft of the car: "the medicine lady has just recovered from her serious illness and should not stay for a long time. There is no plague here, so it's better to leave as soon as possible. If you want to see Yao Niang, there is Yao Lu at the foot of Qishan. "

Dropping such a sentence, he drove the carriage away like running for his life.

Qiao Chu still has a lot to say. The doctor is missing. Xiao Du Ruo says that he is going back to his master to save his life. Is he going or not?

Before he finished, the carriage ran away like smoke, and he stamped his feet in anger.

"Commander, isn't that man Luo fan, the famous jade judge?" Li Yan came over and said in a low voice, "the people of the ninth prince."

Qiao Chu raised his leg: "you are blind, do you know?"

"Yes! Commander, Li Yan is blind. I don't know who took the medicine lady! " Li Yan immediately stood straight and answered loudly.

Qiao Chu pondered for a while. It's a good thing that the drug lady followed the ninth Prince's people. It seems that she doesn't have to wait. She raised her head: "pull out the camp and take the people to the foot of Qishan."

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In Longhe village, Anshun looks at Wen Ruolan, who has been carried into the inner room all the way, with a wonderful expression on his face.

Pull Luo fan: "what's the matter?"

"How do I know? The ninth master has abducted other people's girls for half a month. Now he has brought them back. That's what you see. " Luo fan didn't finish, turned to leave, this side is OK, there is a crazy, this heart.

Anshun was so busy that when he finally got free, he kept watch outside the door. He didn't see the master go out until dark. He bowed himself quickly: "master, Liuzi is still facing the wall."

"Well." Dongfang Yi went to the bathroom. He was immersed in warm water and leaned comfortably against the wall of the barrel.

Anshun came in and waited.

"Amber, I want to get married." Dongfang Yi put a soft cloth on his face: "it's a good thing that Zhengfei decides."

Anshun thought: "master, I shouldn't talk too much, but master must think clearly. Now the situation in the court is very delicate, so it's very important to choose the right wife."

"Wenruolan." Dongfang Yi takes away the soft cloth: "besides her, I don't want to get married."

Anshun quickly knelt down: "Miss Wen is a woman who follows her heart. Has the master ever thought that even in our own house, we are afraid that we can't deal with those women, not to mention those women in the palace?"

"In your own house?" Orient Yi looks at Anshun: "do you think I will let others have the opportunity to put their Eyeliner on the bed? If Wen Ruolan agrees to be my princess, I will not have the rest. "

"I can't use it." Anshun shook his hands: "master, when you destroy your future, I will stop you even if I fight to death."

"Go out and wait." Dongfang Yi has gone away with his eyes closed.

Anshun got up and retreated to the door. His face was like eating bitter gourd. His master was a vigorous man, but he had been calm and experienced since childhood. At such a critical time, he had to marry Wen Ruolan.

A few days ago, he checked the details of Wen Ruolan. When he knew that Wen Ruolan was a widow, he almost hit the wall. Even if such a woman is so good, it is not acceptable for the royal family. Isn't Li Fei a living example?

As it happens, Princess Li is the mother of the ninth prince. Once she marries Wen Ruolan, she will start her whole body and give others a chance.

"No! I'm going to find winora. " Anshun whispered and turned to go.

Dongfang Yi stands directly in front of Anshun: "uncle, if you dare to embarrass Ruolan, then go back to your hometown to support your old age."

Anshun knelt down on the ground and shed tears. He knew what the master meant. A slave is a slave. It's absolutely impossible to overstep.

"I'm wrong, master. I'll stay in Longhe village to look after your house."

"Sure." Dongfang Yi turns around and goes to Wen Ruolan's room.

Anshun stands up and looks at Dongfang Yi's back. He hasn't moved for a long time.

In the next half month, Wen Ruolan felt moldy.

Every day, apart from eating, drinking and sleeping, she goes out to bask in the sun. No matter where she is, Dongfang Yi sits with a volume of books, doesn't talk or walk.

Anshun has changed a lot. It seems to be ten years old in one night. Every day, the well prepared meals are delivered on time. Without turning around, Anshun leaves.

There are only three people in this house. Sometimes Wen Ruolan can't say a word a day.

Putting down the peach in his hand, Wen Ruolan strides to Dongfang Yi, raises his hand and pulls away the book in his hand: "I want to go home."

Dongfang Yi looks up and down at her with an eyebrow: "when you're well, you're going to run?"

"Er..." Wen Ruolan said with a smile: "what else do you want? Do you want to stay in Longhe village for the aged? "

"With you?" Dongfang Yi jokingly chuckled: "it's not bad, but the name is not right and the words are not right. Who should we invite? Let me think about it. Zhou is OK, Weng Chong is OK, and there's one left. Or let Wu Ying come? "

"Dongfang Yi!" Wen Ruolan's face is as pale as paper. Hua Wuying's despairing roar is still fresh in her memory. Hua Wuying's mind is clear, and Dongfang Yi knows it.

"It's not the time to say that. Besides, the competition in yaolu has not come to a conclusion."

Dongfang Yi holds his forehead with one hand and ignores Wen Ruolan's meaning: "if there is no three media and six Zhengs, I'm afraid Wen's parents won't agree."

Wen Ruolan shakes hands: "who wants your three media six Zheng? I'm not going to marry you. "

"Really not married?" Dongfang Yi straightens her body and stares at Wen Ruolan calmly. She wants to stare at her body like two holes.

Wen Ruolan immediately dodged his eyes and nodded solemnly: "don't marry!"

Dongfang Yi gets up and walks up to Wen Ruolan. He looks down at her head and says, "OK, I won't force you. Wait until you ask me to marry you."

Don't give Wen Ruolan the chance to refuse, the words changed: "go back tomorrow."

"Dongfang Yi, I have nothing to do with Hua Wuying." Wen Ruolan shrugged: "how is he now?"

"Well." Dongfang Yi looks at Wen Ruolan inquisitively: "he robbed my woman. Is that right?"

Wen Ruolan's cold sweat came out in a flash, speechless.

"He's in the back mountain. Life is not like death. Wen Ruolan, if you use me again today, you won't marry anyone else! " Dongfang Yi said, holding Wen Ruolan's hand and walking out of the house.

Wen Ruolan was silent all the way. She wanted to see the flower without a shadow. She wanted to make it clear to him that in life, it's hard to pay the debt. She'd better take a share of the debt.

In front of a cave, Dongfang Yi stops and looks at Wen Ruolan: "whether you see it or not, it's up to you."

Wen Ruolan looked up and saw the broken wine cans piled up at the entrance of the cave. He sighed deeply and looked back at Dongfang Yi pitifully.

Dongfang Yi raises his hand. Wen Ruolan takes the initiative to take his hand.

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