The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

There are some fresh fruits, a plate of moon cakes and a pot of tea on the yaolu stone table.

Dongfang Yi takes out a jade flute like a magic trick. The broad and mellow sound of the flute and the moonlight set off each other. The long and distant sound is like telling a story. When it is light, it is like spring flowers in full bloom. When it is low, it is like a frustrated lover whispering in the ear.

Wen Ruolan holds her cheek with one hand. It's easy to miss such a day. People and things that have faded in her memory will be reunited.

Clearly many things have passed, many people have never been related, can still remember, think of the heart will still have the feeling of suffocation, drooping eyes poured a cup of tea to himself, shallow sipping.

The flute sounds far away, and the mood flies away. As she has experienced so much, her heart is as calm as water. When she looks back, she laughs at it. It turns out that there has never been anything unforgettable. The pain at that time has become insignificant.

When the flute stops suddenly, Wen Ruolan suddenly turns back, and a kiss falls on her lips like an unexpected encounter.

Confused!

Wen Ruolan's eyes are a capital muddled word. In the last second, she felt that she was open and put down. She forgot that her free and easy life would become immortal and holy. But at this moment, she was confused and the whole person was stiff. She stared at the face that was close at hand and refused to move away. She stepped back and staggered. They just stuck together and breathed.

Dongfang Yi put out his hand and clasped her dodgy chin with a little force. When his eyes were opposite, he said, "who are you thinking of?"

"I..." For a moment, who does she miss? Of course, I think of the man who provoked Xiaosan, which is almost the stain of her life.

Can you say it?

"Hua Wuying has a mission in southern Xinjiang. With Luo fan, he won't be lonely." "Don't think about him," said Dongfang Yi

"No Wen Ruolan twisted his face: "I didn't think of anyone."

Knowing that she's lying, Dongfang Yi doesn't break it. She turns away and comes back with a jar of wine in her hand.

"Peach blossom wine, how about some?"

"Good." Wen Ruolan agreed.

Two people drink like a model, but they are speechless.

After a few cups, Wen Ruolan was a little drunk. He put down his glass and said, "no, I'm going to get drunk."

Dongfang Yi raised his eyebrows: "it turns out that Wen Ruolan, who is omnipotent, sometimes can't do it. Since he can't drink it, it's a pity that he has such a good peach blossom wine." Then he took the cup and drank it.

Wen Ruolan curled her lips: "wine order, dare you?"

"How to win or lose?" The smile in the corner of Dongfang Yi's mouth is quite right.

The Piantou thought: "I lost the performance, you lose the performance, to each other's satisfaction."

"Good." "You come first," Dongfang Yi said

Wen Ruolan said with a smile: "listen to the rules, I'll start and you'll go on. I said a toad, you said four legs, I said two eyes, you said a mouth, understand

Dongfang Yi got up and lit a few red lanterns, and the whole yard was a bit confused: "let's go."

After the beginning, Wen Ruolan was silly. He thought he would win by taking advantage of his own tricks. In the end, after losing twice, he lost all the way to the bottom of the last jar of wine.

After a hiccup, wenruolan stood up shaking: "you can do it! I'm singing and dancing this time. You can't be dissatisfied. "

Dongfang Yi raised his hand to help her for a while and said softly, "go back to sleep?"

Wen Ruolan immediately pushed him away: "come on! If you want to take advantage of me, you can't accept defeat. Listen to me

Shaking, he walked to the open space and looked around, but there was no obstacle. Then he cleared his throat: "when will the moon come? Ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know what season it would be in the heavens on this night. I want to take advantage of the wind to go back, but I'm afraid the tall buildings will be too cold. Dancing to clear the shadow, it's like being in the world.

The moon rounds the red mansion Stoops to silk-pad doors, Shines upon the sleepless Bearing no grudge. Why does the moon tend to be full when people are apart? People may have sorrow or joy, be near or far apart, the moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane, This has been going on since the beginning of time. I hope people will live a long time and enjoy the beautiful life together

Wen Ruolan's voice is very beautiful, ethereal and soft. Because of her rise, she danced Jinghong dance, which she had learned for a long time. However, she totally forgot when it was, and the praise of that person was in her mind.

He said: "Ruolan is the most suitable for ancient costume. If I'm not selfish, I'll let you be an actor."

He said: "Jinghong dance is a long lost Palace dance in the Tang Dynasty. It's really beautiful if Ruolan dances with charm."

He said, "Roland, let's get married."

He also said: "Ruolan, believe me, I'm just playing. She's here to ruin our wedding."

Confused, dance disordered, Wen Ruolan did not know that she had tears.

When Dongfang Yi, who was surprised at first, found that she was crying, she reached out and held the person in her arms: "you are tired."

"I'm not tired." A mouth, voice has choked, Wen Ruolan frequently shook his head: "men do not have a good thing, the most deceptive, has always been selfish, women are too stupid."

Dongfang Yi slightly frowned and pressed her into his arms: "there are exceptions."

"Ghosts don't believe it." Wen Ruolan vaguely replied and raised his head: "beauty, blow a song for me, coax me."

Dongfang Yi looks down and looks at her with a little helplessness. Her voice is hoarse: "well, if you don't understand, you're going to fight."

When the flute rings, Wen Ruolan rubs in Dongfang Yi's arms and murmurs, "Feng's courtship is good."

Before the end of the song, people have fallen asleep in their arms.

Dongfang Yi takes away the Jade Flute, picks the person up and enters the quiet room. He turns out the light and cuts off the peeping eyes.

The prince's palace.

Dongfang Yu laughed, waved back, turned left and right, and went into the inner room. In the inner room, Yun Luo, who was only wearing white gauze, leaned on the beauty couch, holding the wine cup and drinking.

Just now, she heard that Dongfang Yi and Ruolan are very good. They are in love, and she can't go back.

The corner of the mouth grinned bitterly and flashed by, looked up and drank, wrapped all the feelings in the wine and pressed them into the heart.

"Luoluo, Dongfang Yi is sure to die. Ha ha, come on, let's celebrate." Dongfang Yu put out his hand and picked up Yunluo. Yunluo was weak and boneless and hung around Dongfang Yu's neck.

Eyes like silk, thin lips light open: "Your Highness, also not afraid of concubine body cannot bear?"

Dongfang Yu lowered her head and bit her mellow shoulder. As if she could not bear it, she sent her to bed and got up: "wait for me to come back."

Cloud Luo eyes with tears: "and to find others, your highness, I will be jealous."

"It's going to be ready in a moment. Only by venting all my anger can I love my princess and wait for me." Dongfang Yu shakes off and strides away.

Yunluo looked at his back, got up, quickly wrote a sentence on the note, put it into the bamboo tube, and said in a deep voice: "come out."

Liuzi flashed, took a deep look at Yunluo, took the bamboo tube and turned around: "are you worth it?"

Yunluo looked confused and didn't answer.

Liuzi didn't wait for her to answer. She was already in the night.

Is it worth it? Yunluo leans on the beauty couch and pours a glass of wine. How can it not be worth it? Can you protect Yundi, your sweetheart, and the crown prince? Is there anything more worth it in the world?

"Ha ha... It's worth it. How can it not be? It's worth it If you lose your glass, drink with a pot.