The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

People will become soft because of a pure and long hug, especially women.

Wenruolan dare not struggle, afraid of his pain, so heard his heartbeat, sonorous and powerful heartbeat, people inexplicably feel down-to-earth.

"Didn't Dongfang yu want you to push me into the abyss? When I ask the Wen family to go to Xiangguo Temple, he will think it's imprisonment, so it's safe. " Dongfang Yi lowered his voice: "when I let him run back to Yandu with his tail between his legs, everything will be solved."

"Will he?"

"Of course, all 16 of them have left their lives in Qishan. Do you think he is not running yet?" Dongfang Yi's eyes squint dangerously. Wen Ruolan is right. The power of the sleeve arrow should be seen by Dongfang Yu. As for tie Yun, oh, Yunluo's means are fatal.

"Dongfang Yi."

"Well?"

"Yunluo seems to be controlling Dongfang Yu. It's very dangerous. I'm worried about her safety." The last time Yunluo said that the prince was tired, Dongfang Yu obediently followed Yunluo. Wen Ruolan always felt that something was wrong, and she remembered Kong Shouli said that there was a mysterious man around the queen who was good at medicine or poison.

Dongfang Yi gently stroked Wen Ruolan's back: "anyone who wants to achieve what he wants has a price. Ruolan, I do the same."

Wen Ruolan is silent. She feels like a lump in her throat. Knowing that Dongfang Yi is right, she still feels uncomfortable in Yunluo's heart and moves gently: "I'm tired after a while's sleep."

Dongfang Yi let go of her, afraid to touch the wound can only lie down, a hand holding Wen Ruolan's hand, that means not to let go.

Wen Ruolan clever lying next to, since decided to go down, she advised himself in the heart.

During the Mid Autumn Festival, the door of Wen's family is locked. Xu Chaozhong, the county's grand master, who came here to curry favor with him, shut the door. After inquiring, he found out that Wen's family had gone to the mountain to worship Buddha.

Wen Ruolan boiled white chrysanthemums to fumigate Dongfang Yi's head, crushed them with Angelica dahurica and borneol, put them in paper and ignite them, so that Dongfang Yi could inhale this kind of smoke with his nose every day.

The wound on his back converges very quickly. Wen Ruolan is very interested in Dongfang Yi's medicine for cutting wounds. It's a pity that he can't distinguish the ingredients in it, so he simply doesn't study it.

The Dafa brothers were sent away. There were not so many people in yaolu. Moreover, the more people there were, the more unsafe it was. Even Huanxi asked her to go to Xiangguo Temple. On the one hand, she could take care of empress Li and the Wen family. After all, there were only master Bu Zhou and a few young monks on the mountain.

Besides yingweiliuzi and Rong Yifei, there are only Dongfang Yi and Wen Ruolan in yaolu.

Wen Ruolan goes to the kitchen early in the morning, while Dongfang Yi takes advantage of this time to arrange Liuzi to summon the assassin and distribute the sleeve arrow. He will never allow Dongfang Yu to stay in Qishan again.

Liuzi and Rong Yifei lead the team to set out. Dongfang Yi gets out of bed and comes to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Wen Ruolan was wearing an apron, with flour in both hands. He pressed the dough with chopsticks for several times, and threw chopsticks in frustration: "how can we have a pattern?"

"What are you doing?" Dongfang Yi came in and glanced at the dough: "moon cake?"

"Do you recognize it?" Wen Ruolan immediately closed his mouth when he asked. People all asked him. It's easy to arouse people's suspicion, OK?

Dongfang Yi smiles. He is also the prince. How can he not recognize a moon cake?

Seeing that she was helpless, she turned and went out, sat on the stone bench outside the door and began to carve a piece of wood.

Wen Ruolan curiously came out and saw that he raised a circle in the wood. Just a few simple knives, an orchid shape appeared in it. He grinned and leaned over: "mold right?"

"Once, I went to see my mother's concubine that year. It was the Mid Autumn Festival, and Anshun made the moon cakes for me." Dongfang Yi handed the carved mould to Wen Ruolan: "it's easy to use only when it's soaked in oil."

Wen Ruolan originally wanted to comfort him a few words. Seeing what he said, he had to hold it back.

"If you want to carve another peony, you can carve another one if your mother loves plum blossom." Dongfang Yi's voice is very light, and her hands are not muddy. In a moment, she carves a vivid peony flower. Wen Ruolan tut tut twice.

"You really have the ability."

"If I draw you, I'm much better than Xu Yifeng. Believe it or not?" Dongfang Yi looks at Wen Ruolan with a smile. Today, he casually ties his long hair behind his head, with two strands of hair hanging down from his forehead. Originally, his face is as sharp as a knife and axe, but these two strands of hair add a bit of soft color to him.

"It's a small pain for you." Wen Ruolan showed a small white tooth: "if you let the corrupt girl see it, you will be crazy."

"Little beast? Women? " Dongfang Yi's face is slightly cold: "aren't you crazy?"

Wen Ruolan takes two steps backward and looks at Dongfang Yi with an affectation. He shakes his head slightly: "it's not enough to drive me crazy. If I wear a red robe again, maybe I will."

Dongfang Yi raised his eyelids, and with a meaningful look, he put down the third abrasive tool in his hand: "it's all right. I'll have a rest."

Wen Ruolan didn't expect his help. She took some oil out of the jar and boiled it. While it was hot, she soaked the mold in it and covered it to make the filling. The filling of the moon cake was also very simple. She found some sesame and sugar, and a little peanut and jujube. She crushed them and put them in the basin to make the filling.

After a busy day, the first pot of moon cakes finally came out of the pot. Looking at some moon cakes that looked like printed steamed bread, Wen Ruolan said that he was very satisfied. He pressed them again with a mold while they were hot and put them aside.

After the first pot came out, it was much faster. At sunset, Wen Ruolan made a basket full of moon cakes and came to the door of the quiet room with the basket: "Dongfang Yi."

The door opened from inside, and Wen Ruolan almost jumped up!

"You..."

"Pretty?" Dongfang Yi's robe is made of damask silk with a big red bouquet. The black leather belt with jade inlaid is on his waist. Under the leather belt is a large belt made of white jade. The red cloak is covered outside, which is also red.

Wen Ruolan swallowed his saliva and raised his head. The pure white middle collar was exposed from his neck. The whole person was like a Manzhu shahua. The black hair was curled up by the black jade hairpin, and the two strands of hair were still hanging down. Just looking at it with spring in his eyes, he was simply captivating.

Without missing the amazing color in Wen Ruolan's eyes, Dongfang Yi smiles more deeply: "eh?"

Wenruolan immediately don't open eyes: "you are not secretly wearing wedding clothes?"

"It's for you to wear sooner or later, no matter." Dongfang Yi reaches for her hand, and Wen Ruolan jumps away from her reflexes. For no reason, she just wants to escape. Dongfang Yi's danger has escalated. It's not a deadly attack, but a heart attack. Wen Ruolan resents that she is too self-conscious and can't restrain her impulse to look more. Don't let her tangle up.

"I made moon cakes, and you asked Liuzi to send them to the mountains to enjoy the moon." Wen Ruolan tied her tongue and handed over the moon cake basket directly.

When Dongfang Yi raised her hand to pick it up, she grabbed her hand and put it in her arms: "don't forget, we also need to keep some moon watching."

Wen Ruolan "...!"

"Liuzi and Yifei have something to do. Why don't I send them myself?" Dongfang Yi said, looking down at the top of her hair, slightly picking eyebrows: "you wash and change clothes, come back to accompany you to enjoy the moon."

As soon as his body is relaxed, Wen Ruolan's heart suddenly loses weight. When he remembers that he is hurt, where is the shadow of Dongfang Yi.

Rubbing hands, Wen Ruolan hopelessly looked up at the sky: "finished, finished, how to do by seduction?"