The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Looking at the girl in front of her, Li Fei was shocked. She was a folk woman, but she had never seen a woman like this.

Wearing a man's robe, I disliked being too long. I wrapped most of the robe around my waist. Two slender legs were exposed below. I was barefooted and pulled a pair of black embroidered shoes.

Looking up, the beautiful imperial concubine looks slightly a stagnant, in the heart clear.

It's no wonder that his bloody son will be haunted. This small face is so delicate that you can see a pair of peach blossom eyes in the moonlight. The eyes are like gems. Under the small nose, the cherry mouth is slightly half open. The hair is piled on his head too casually. There are drops of water rolling down his cheek and falling down, Even she was like a woman was hit on the tip of the heart.

Princess Li looks at Wen Ruolan. Wen Ruolan also looks at the woman in front of her. There's no need to introduce her again. This woman is the mother of Dongfang Yi's strange disease. Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, and her eyes are like autumn water. If she hadn't just cried, these eyes would be fascinating enough. I can only regret that her face is a little worse.

"You..."

"I..."

Wen Ruolan quickly shut up, just want to say that I was accidentally wrong, but also feel that the explanation can not go on, can only lower the head.

Li imperial concubine light Cu eyebrow, soft voice: "Weng manager, go to bring a set of women's clothes."

Weng Chong ran out in a hurry.

Wen Ruolan blushes to the root of her ear and wants to find a way to get in. She can't figure it out. Dongfang Yi doesn't want to hold her mother, but how can she hold a woman? I must have had a cramp in my head just now.

That's great. It's embarrassing.

"Miss Wen, it's inconvenient to blow a cold wind after bathing. Why don't you go to the quiet room with us for a moment?" Li Fei said and walked to the quiet room.

Wen Ruolan lips pursed into a straight line, to sit slightly? I'm not a fool. What are you waiting for if you don't run now? Wait for your mother to ask you about the eighteen generations of your ancestors?

Make up your mind and go.

The next second he was picked up, and Dongfang Yi's voice rang out in his ear: "it's too late to be afraid. Don't you want to see me sooner or later?"

Wen Ruolan would like to stare at Dongfang Yi. She grinds her teeth and says in a low voice, "what are you afraid of? Dongfang Yi, you can do well! "

The beautiful imperial concubine steps a meal, pretending not to hear, first step to quiet room door, push open the door to enter.

At the back, Dongfang Yi almost dragged Wen Ruolan into the room. As soon as she got to the door, Li Fei lowered her eyelids slightly: "Yi'er, how about mother talking to Miss Wen alone?"

"My mother's concubine, my son's minister told Dafa to prepare some food and drink." When Dongfang Yi loosens his hand, he uses some strength to pinch the soft meat on Wen Ruolan's waist.

Wen Ruolan walked in uneasily and bent down to kneel.

"Don't be polite, Miss Wen. Sit down." Li imperial concubine raised a hand to support falsely, turn body to sit on the chair.

Wen Ruolan also impolitely sits on the brocade stool, eyes view nose, nose view mouth, mouth view heart, don't want to talk at all.

Weng Chong brought his clothes and Huanxi.

Wen Ruolan followed Huanxi to change her dress behind the screen.

"Huanxi, have you seen the mother of the ninth prince?" Wen Ruolan asked in a low voice, pulling Huanxi.

Huanxi shook his head, glanced at the back of the screen, and lowered his voice: "I heard that Princess Li is a first-class beauty."

crap! The beauty has seen it with her own eyes. The main reason is that there are so many women in the harem. Isn't it bad luck for her? Wen Ruolan took two deep breaths and stood up: "do you think I'm ok?"

"Mm-hmm, girl Ruolan is as beautiful as a fairy. The fairy skirt and the girl complement each other." Huanxi pause for a while, and then get close to Wen Ruolan's ear: "Ruolan girl, sparing words like gold is the most self-protection means, can remember."

Wen Ruolan looked at Huanxi gratefully, regretting that when Huanxi wanted to teach himself etiquette, he shouldn't refuse.

After clearing her throat, Wen Ruolan came out from behind the screen, sat down on the brocade stool and continued to bow her head.

The beautiful imperial concubine is carrying the tea cup thin product, two people unexpectedly so silent for a long time.

In Li Fei's view, Wen Ruolan's patience is also good, put down the tea cup: "Weng girl can cure?"

"Well, I know a little bit about it." Wen Ruolan really cherishes words like gold.

"Is Yi'er cured?" Li Fei did not hear less about Weng Chong, and she was worried about her son's health.

Wen Ruolan raised his head and looked at the dignified woman in front of him, shaking his head: "the ninth Prince's disease can be cured without the help of medicine stone."

"Oh?" Although all of them came from folk women, she had to consider for her son. He was the prince of Dayan kingdom. If someone wanted to use him, he would never be allowed to be a mother.

Wen Ruolan is in a dilemma. What do you say? Huanxi let himself cherish words like gold, don't say? It's just a word, huh? It's obvious that there's no other explanation.

After thinking about it for a while, she said, "Princess Li, the ninth Prince's illness is in my heart. It's true that you have to tie the bell to relieve it. Heart disease always needs heart medicine."

Li Fei nodded. That's right, but it's just common sense. Who doesn't know?

"Miss Wen, what's the cause of Yi'er's illness?"

Wen Ruolan's words stopped for a moment. It's a great joy for her mother and son to meet again. She can't tell Li Fei that the root cause of her son's illness is that sword, can she?

She hesitated, but she couldn't answer in her eyes.

"My son is the prince. You can't decide on marriage without authorization. Miss Wen ran out of my son's room with her clothes in disorder. I'm afraid it's bad for her reputation." Li Fei raised her eyes and glanced at Wen Ruolan's face: "men's three wives and four concubines are common, but the most important thing in our women's family is integrity. Do you think Wen Ruolan is reasonable?"

Wen Ruolan was embarrassed. Li Fei was just about to reply when Dong Fang Yi pushed the door and came in.

"My mother, I've prepared the jujube lotus seed soup. How about having a meal first?"

When she said this, Dongfang Yi stood beside Wen Ruolan. Seeing that she was wearing a light purple chiffon skirt, she couldn't help shrinking her eyes. The color of her eyes was shining while Wen Ruolan's skin was snowing.

"Yi'er, my mother's concubine is talking to Miss Wen, but she's not in a hurry." As soon as Li Fei's voice fell, Wen Ruolan stood up.

Wen Ruolan cleared her throat and raised her face. It was very serious. It was about dignity. She didn't care so much.

"What Princess Li taught me is that it's a pity that Ruolan Yijie's daughter dare to fight against the prince? In order to protect my life, I have to deal with it. Today, if LAN is impolite, it's not that he is not virtuous enough. You should ask your son how I appeared in the quiet room and how I went out in rags. "

As soon as she said this, Princess Li was stunned, and Dongfang Yi was also stunned.

Wenruolan heart a horizontal, since Li imperial concubine to his xiamawei, he does not return to the past, why? Raise a small face to have no fear of looking at Li imperial concubine: "Niang Niang loves son heart if orchid can understand, you ask nine Prince is what heart disease, then want to ask Niang Niang you, who is in front of him fell dishes, and who stabbed a sword in his heart, his headache disease if not cured, just afraid is to die also between breathing, mother and son get together is a great joy, if orchid don't disturb, leave."

With that, he turned around and left bravely.

Dongfang Yi reaches out to grab him. Wen Ruolan stabs him with a silver needle. Li Fei is stunned and sits on the chair. She can't believe her eyes.

The scene of Lenggong appeared in her mind. After a groan, she lay down. Dongfang Yi held her hand and said in a deep voice, "Liuzi, get the man back!"