The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Medicine house.

Princess Li leans on the beauty's couch and closes her eyes. In her mind, she is the girl she met in wenjiacun. Her impression is not very good. She is fierce and fierce. It's obvious that Weng Chong has a certain point. If such a woman is really with Yi'er, she is afraid that her family is not at peace.

Weng Zhong moved the ice basin a little farther away and stood on one side.

He didn't expect that Yanhuang would let her out of the cold palace, and he didn't expect to let her come to the foot of Qishan.

It's just that he really doesn't understand. Mingming's Princess Li has arrived, but the ninth Prince has not been seen. He certainly doesn't think that the ninth Prince is wrong. Instead, he thinks of Wen Ruolan. There are a lot of things going on in the Wen family recently. As expected, when he has a daughter-in-law, he forgets his mother.

But, not to mention Li Fei, the Yan Emperor obviously placed high hopes on the ninth prince. How can Weng Chong not worry.

"Manager Weng."

"Lady, the slave is here." Weng Chong rushed forward.

Princess Li sat up. The ride was bumpy and tired. If she didn't want to see her son soon, she would like to have a rest.

"Is Yi'er not in yaolu?"

Weng Chong rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"Manager Weng, the emperor asked me to come out of the cold palace to the foot of Qishan, and I know what I think about Yi'er. You have been protecting our mother and son, so you don't have to go out." Li Fei said, she came down from the couch and moved her lotus steps to the outside.

Weng Chong rushed to catch up with him. When he chose the woman to accompany Yanhuang, Weng Zhong just took a fancy to lifeI, who was only a pretty girl at that time. She was calm, generous and intelligent. The most important thing was that there was no family behind him, so he would soon cultivate and refine. If lifeI didn't say anything to him, he would feel like a mirror in his heart.

"Niang Niang, nine princes just come back, should be to go to quiet room to change clothes."

"Oh?" Princess Li's yearning for her flesh and blood is like a fire. If it's not because of her identity, she wants to rush directly to her. That sword on her body is like piercing her heart.

"Not as good as..."

"Take me to the quiet room." Li Fei can't wait to step out.

Weng Zhong complained. The ninth prince came back with one in his arms. He went to the quiet room and blocked the door. What can he do?

After a second thought, Wen Ruolan was ruthless. No matter how good Wen Ruolan was, he could not compare with the nine princes who inherited the great rule. How could Wen Ruolan have the nine princes?

Make up one's mind, immediately bow body forward: "Niang Niang this side son please."

In the quiet room, Wen Ruolan is woken up by the warm water. When she opens her eyes, she sees Dongfang Yi holding herself in two hands, while she is sitting in the water wearing only an inner garment. Suddenly, her face turns red.

"Are you crazy?"

"You stink." Dongfang Yi frowns. If it wasn't for her good sleep and her reluctance to give up, she would have thrown it directly into the bath bucket. Would it be necessary for her prince's two hands to help her wake her up?

Wen Ruolan rolled his eyes, raised his hand and pushed him away: "I'll go out by myself."

Dongfang Yi takes a meaningful look. With a smile on his eyes, he turns around the back of the screen. As soon as he gets to the front and sits down, Liuzi appears: "master, Princess Li and manager Weng are coming."

Dongfang Yi's smiling eyes immediately closed and raised his hand: "welcome."

"Yes."

Liuzi pushes the door open, and Dongfang Yi strides out. On the path from the front hall to the quiet room, he kneels down on his knees. As soon as he looks up, he sees Li Fei.

In nineteen years, his mother and son had never been together for a day. Four years ago, he was deeply hurt. If he didn't come back again, he might never know that his mother and concubine loved him.

"Yi'er. Yi'er. "

I can't see it. I just miss it. At this moment, I see the child I've been thinking about day and night kneeling in front of me. Li Fei's feet are unstable. She first writes about falling down. She runs for a few steps and grabs Dongfang Yi's shoulder. She just looks at her tears and says, "my son."

"Mother Princess." Dongfang Yi holds her in both hands and looks up: "don't cry, don't cry. I'm here

In the last life, their mother and son met each other only once. Until he died at the foot of Qishan, he could not see each other again. Now he finally met his mother and imperial concubine. Dongfang Yi's lips trembled slightly.

Li Fei squatted down and hugged her son tightly. She couldn't even say a word.

"Concubine, Yi'er is very good. Don't worry." Dongfang Yi gently hugs his mother, like a pearl or a treasure. He finally sees her. He plans to get everything ready. The first thing is to go to Lenggong and save her. He frowns: "how did my mother get out of Lenggong?"

"Your father, it's your father's will." Li Fei held back her tears and supported Dongfang Yi: "son, get up and have a good look at it for my mother."

Dongfang Yi immediately got up and helped his mother sit on the stone bench beside him. He stepped back two steps and knelt down on his knees again: "my mother and concubine, my son, please send me your regards."

Bang bang.

These three kowtow are sincere, Li Fei quickly stretched out her hand to pull him.

"Niang, I will protect you in the future. I won't let you suffer any more." Dongfang Yi knelt down and climbed forward two steps. He said in a deep voice, "Weng Chong, step back!"

Weng Chong shivered and immediately retreated to the distance, but looked suspiciously at the direction of the quiet room.

The nine princes stopped Li Fei on the road. Is it because the one inside is not ready?

The one inside is not ready. She is too tired and comfortable with hot water. She is drowsy. If she didn't knock her forehead, she would have to sleep in the water. She opens her eyes and mumbles. She forces herself to wash. When she looks up at the empty screen, she suddenly feels sleepless. OK, what does the boy think? You can't just get wet, can you?

"Dongfang Yi!"

No one answered. After two more calls, no one answered. Wen Ruolan was sure that Dongfang Yi was not there, so he climbed out quietly and quickly fell silent. Outside the room, he grabbed a robe of Dongfang Yi from the cupboard and put it on him.

This just hears the outside again faint cry voice, listen to still a woman's voice, can't help but frown.

Dongfang Yi's robe is too big. After a lot of effort, he finally tied up his clothes with a strap. Then he raised his hand to make a ball of green silk, tied it to his head, and quietly pushed the door open.

There was a small path not near here. Some herbs and bamboos were planted on both sides of the path. In the middle of summer, the plants were luxuriant. She only heard the woman's soft voice, nothing else.

Curiosity drives her to come and have a look. When she sees Dongfang Yi kneeling on the ground, her first reaction is to look at the woman. As a result, Dongfang Yi's height blocks her too much sight. She only sees a pair of women's Qianqian jade hands around his waist, and the lake blue veil gently swings with the wind.

There are also sad cries.

Wen Ruolan's head exploded with a buzzing sound. It felt like the main room had caught his own man cheating outside. He didn't care so much. He came over with a big step and put one hand in his waist: "Dongfang Yi! Don't you know how to prepare clothes for me? "

Weng Chong covered his face and squatted down. He didn't mean it this time. He just saw the reunion of Li Fei's mother and son. His heart was sour, but he forgot Wen Ruolan.

Dongfang Yi's body is stiff. He looks down at his mother's astonished appearance and smiles awkwardly: "country girl, don't blame your mother."

As soon as he turned around, Wen Ruolan was ready to run away with a small waist. He shook his head helplessly, stepped forward two steps, and put the man in front of Li Fei. He held Wen Ruolan's waist with one hand and said softly, "don't you kneel down to your mother yet."

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