The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Love sorrow!

Wen Ruolan wept in silence. She even felt that her birth had harmed a couple. It was obviously not as simple as Dongfang Yi said. How could Ning Caiwei have nothing to do with him when she came to the foot of Qishan?

Not only is there no relationship, it must be very deep.

Ning Caiwei is a delicate temperament, good at observing, Wen Ruolan's expression fell in her eyes, the heart is more bitter. It took a long time to reach out and hold Wen Ruolan's hand.

"I have nothing to do with the ninth prince. The medicine lady should not be too careful."

On the contrary, Wen Ruolan was a little embarrassed. She cleared her throat awkwardly. She really couldn't stand this kind of situation. Once there was a third person in their relationship, she couldn't help thinking about the little three who stimulated her to death. But in the present situation, there was a big problem in her position. She faintly felt that she was hurt by the little three.

When I think about it, I think I'm ridiculous. The world is not monogamous. It's natural for a man to have three wives and four concubines. No matter Ning Caiwei or Dongfang Yi, how can they have the concept of Xiao San in their heart?

"Just think of a person, will faint, let drug lady laugh." Ning Caiwei closed her eyes, and the memories that she had been thinking about appeared in her mind. She shook her head with a bitter smile: "Caiwei will leave immediately."

"No way." Wen Ruolan stretched out her hand and pressed Ning Caiwei's shoulder: "the maid is cooking medicine. After taking the medicine, you must stay in bed for a few days. It's bad for your health to toss about like this."

"No, Ning'an hall is the property of Ning government. Only when you go there to take care of yourself can you avoid being criticized."

Ning Caiwei insists that Wen Ruolan has no choice but to call back Hexiang. Looking at Ning Caiwei, who is helped away by Hexiang, Wen Ruolan feels as if she has overturned the Wuwei bottle. She stands for a long time before turning around. As soon as she looks up, she sees Dongfang Yi standing behind her with Wen Yan in her arms.

At this time, he looked like the first time, looking at his cold face, he felt strange.

Go over and take Wenyan from his arms, quietly back to the kitchen, put Wenyan in the cradle, light the fire and cook, without saying a word.

Dongfang Yi came to the kitchen door for a long time and sat on the stone bench to watch Wen Ruolan busy.

"She was the wife of my last life."

With a slap, the bowl in Wen Ruolan's hand falls to the ground and smashes. She bends down to pick it up. She guesses that it's one thing, but it's another from Dongfang Yi's mouth.

Dongfang Yi reaches for her and forces her to get up: "I have nothing to do with her. Ruolan, listen to me."

"Oh." Wen Ruolan wants to take back his hand, but Dongfang Yi's hand is like an iron pliers, so he simply gives up.

But when he said, "he's my wife of the last life," Wen Ruolan felt that she was struck by thunder in an instant. She didn't do anything, so she became the third child inexplicably. What if she guessed all right? I still can't bear the embarrassment imposed on me.

Bad marriage, should be the most vicious little three?

Dongfang Yi unfolds her arms and holds her in her arms. Feeling the resistance of the people in her arms, she whispers, "don't be angry. I'll tell you everything."

Wen Ruolan smiles bitterly. Why should he be angry? Thinking of Ning Caiwei's insistence on going, she hates herself faintly. If she is really angry, she doesn't know who to blame.

"When I was ten years old, the Duke of Anguo celebrated his 60th birthday. All the princes and nobles of Yandu went to celebrate. I also received a post. It was the only time I was invited, so I went." Dongfang Yi trims Wen Ruolan's hair: "I've never been out of the gate of that house. I've lost it in Angou mansion."

Wen Ruolan rolled his eyes and got lost! Then go to the inner house and meet Ning Caiwei?

"Breaking into the inner house by mistake..."

Wen Ruolan raises his foot and steps on Dongfang Yi's instep. He snorts with pain. It's too early for him to sow the evil!

"And then I met Ning Caiwei? Dongfang Yi, how old is she when you are ten? Well

Dongfang Yi drooped his eyes and said seriously, "I'm six or seven years old. I'm a little thin and dry."

See Wen Ruolan squint eyes, immediately straightened his back: "don't make trouble, listen to me finish."

Dongfang Yi breaks into the inner house by mistake and sees a little girl struggling in the water. As soon as she is about to drown, he jumps down and saves the little girl, Ning Caiwei.

Anshun just came to find him, but he was not scared to death. The prince broke into the inner house, which was a big mistake. He picked up Dongfang Yi and left.

Dongfang Yi looks back at Ning Caiwei, who is wet and put on the edge of the pond, and yells: "be careful, don't die."

At the end of the story, Wen Ruolan broke away from Dongfang Yi and squatted down to deliver the firewood to the stove: "it's said that the emperor's son has a lot of heart and has learned to plan since he was born. Dongfang Yi, have you been thinking about making opportunities since you went to Anguo government?"

Dongfang Yi is stunned when asked.

"I just said it casually. You go out." Wen Ruolan looked at the beating flames, she was angry, no position, no reason to be angry, compared with Ning Caiwei, his stingy shame, but for feelings she is not generous.

In the carriage, Ning Caiwei closed her eyes and tears rolled down the corner of her eyes. Just because she said, "be careful, don't die." for eight years, she has been careful and careful. She's really afraid that she will be killed if she doesn't pay attention. I'm sorry for that man.

And she remembered clearly that there was a small mole on the left eyebrow of the man.

"Don't cry, miss." He Xiang holds Ning Caiwei's hand: "you have an Guogong and Empress Dowager behind you. How can you lose to a country girl?"

Ning Caiwei opens her eyes and looks at the lotus fragrance.

He Xiang dropped his head in a hurry.

"He Xiang, you're wrong. There's nothing behind me. My grandfather doesn't allow me to marry the ninth prince. Even if the Empress Dowager matchs up again, how can she be more skillful than empress Xiao? Don't you want me to be the crown princess?"

"No, no, No He Xiang shook his head like a rattle: "since that person is the ninth prince, he Xiang would like to have miss and the ninth Prince together. It's not easy for us to live. We can live a long life without being a crown princess."

Who doesn't know Yandu? There is no shortage of women around the prince, but this kind of thing is well known and can not be publicized.

"I'm a chessman in Ningfu. Whether I'm the crown princess or not, I'm sure I will marry the crown prince." Ning Caiwei closed her eyes: "it's a pity that he wants me to leave Yandu and find a good place for me, but he doesn't know that women's means are always vicious. How can I harm my cousin?"

"Miss!" He Xiang held Ning Caiwei and cried: "what's the matter? Miss, don't scare Hexiang. Hexiang doesn't allow her to do this. "

"I'll send you to Anju town after I get back to my house. I won't come back in the future." Ning Caiwei pinched the face of He Xiang: "marry my cousin, he is a very good man."

He Xiang shakes his head, tears fall down one by one, turns around and jumps out of the carriage. She runs to yaolu with all her life. Her young lady is so good that she can't be hurt by those people any more. She wants to save her, no matter what!

After running to yaolu, he Xiang held the door and gasped, shaking his hands and patting the door ring.

"Drug lady, lotus fragrance, please, help our young lady, please."

"Ninth prince, you are the prince. Don't be helpless. He Xiang, please."

He Xiang cried and sat at the door. She didn't want to go to Anju town or see the young master. She had to protect the young lady even if she died. As long as the ninth prince married his own young lady, everything would be solved!