The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Suddenly he came to beg for mercy, which aroused Wen Ruolan's vigilance. Although the death of wanhualou bustard must have something to do with him, it was also a private business between himself and fenglingtian. How could this pearl know?

Mingzhu hung her head, and her voice trembled: "Miss Zuo, Mingzhu's action seemed reckless, but it was also a matter of last resort. When Ouyang died that day and my whole Wanhua building was in chaos, someone gave Mingzhu this“

With that, Mingzhu took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it to her with both hands.

Wen Ruolan raised her hand and took it. She opened it and looked at the Pearl again. She put down her letter: "get up, you were once a man of thousands of gold. Why do you have to kneel when you meet people? Moreover, since the person who wrote to you asked you to take charge of wanhualou, you should take charge of it. "

Mingzhu stood up and sighed: "if it is so simple, Mingzhu will not venture to ask for help, just because the things in wanhualou are too complicated, which is far beyond Mingzhu's control."

"Complex?" Wen Ruolan is looking at the Pearl. Up to now, she can't see what she wants to do. This is the most troublesome part.

Mingzhu took out a roster and sent it to Wen Ruolan: "it records the origin of every wanhualou girl, and there are Xiao family members among them. This is where Mingzhu is afraid."

In the Xiao family, the empress Xiao Yuyao dominated the harem, and the imperial teacher Xiao Yunshan dominated the court, not to mention Xiao Yuyao's brothers and nephews, who were all powerful men.

Wen Ruolan also felt thorny, hesitated for a moment: "you go back first, right when nothing, I will not break your sister's life, but also want to think about how to live."

"Yes, the pearl is gone."

Pearl left drunk today, at the door of the carriage, carriage little maid knead her knees: "Miss, can we really go back to Yandu?"

"What do you do when you go back?" Mingzhu opened her eyes and looked at her maid: "Ziyuan, how many years have you followed me?"

"Nine years." Ziyuan couldn't stop her tears when she mentioned it. The young lady who once wanted wind and rain fell into this field in just a few years. She had nothing left. She didn't have any relatives around, but she was left to depend on her.

Mingzhu raised her hand and took Ziyuan to sit beside her: "Ouyang asked me to be a shepherd of the Qing Dynasty. It's different, but I'm just waiting for a good time to sell me for a good price. Now that she's dead, it's time for our master and servant to plan for the future."

"What's a good place to go, miss?" Ziyuan is clear. Miss wants to leave wanhualou all the time.

Mingzhu shook her head: "it depends on some people who can't take the bait."

She used to want to know what was difficult to get into the sky, but now it's different. She is the master of the whole Wanhua building. Some things are easy to check: "how's your sister recently?"

"Zhuer hasn't heard from her for a long time. A few days ago, she said that she was about to sprout at 14. I don't know if she can survive." Ziyuan said, weeping: "where does she have Ziyuan's life? I'll follow Miss."

"What are you crying for? We can't help crying. " Mingzhu patted the back of Ziyuan's hand: "Zhuer is clever. I have a letter here to send to Zhuer secretly. She naturally knows how to do it."

As a result, Ziyuan put the letter into her arms and said, "Miss, thank you for thinking about our sisters. In the future, even if Ziyuan died, she would not frown."

"Although we are masters and servants, we don't have to be sisters. Let alone die. As long as it's done, we'll find a good place to set your sisters free."

Ziyuan was surprised and knelt down quickly: "Miss, I'm not going anywhere. I'll accompany you."

"Well, I'm tired." The Pearl leans on the soft couch and closes her eyes. Who will accompany her to death? She had seen through it for a long time, but even if she died, she would not let her enemies live in peace.

*****

Wen Ruolan looked at the roster and was surprised by the complicated identities of the women in wanhualou. Although she knew that wanhualou was an official prostitute for a long time, she didn't expect that these official prostitutes were a huge network.

It's a pity that I don't know what happened in the court of Yan Kingdom, so I can only look at it superficially.

At night, Wen Ruolan settled down and laid down. These days, though he was looking at nothing important, he was too tired. A faint cypress spread came. Wen Ruolan immediately opened his eyes and saw that Dongyi had already stood in front of the bed. He could not help but make complaints about the man. He could never change his mind at night. He was not ashamed at all. What was he doing?

"Not used to it?" When Dongfang Yi makes a sound, Wen Ruolan immediately turns her eyes to him.

"If you are a woman, I scare you every day to see if you are used to it?"

Dongfang Yi smiles, raises his hand and drops the curtain. The man is already lying on the bed. He turns over to Wen Ruolan and sees that her whole body is going to stick to the wall. He reaches out his hand and pulls the man over and hugs him in his arms: "Sir invited, martial arts teacher invited, everything over there is well arranged."

Wen Ruolan didn't speak. He pulled his wrist and felt his pulse carefully. Everything was OK. He should recover completely in a few days.

"When will you go back to southern Xinjiang?"

Dongfang Yi raised his eyelids: "what about you?"

"To make money, I won't go before the hunting festival in Anju town." Wen Ruolan raised his eyes to see him, these days a lot thinner, but the state is good, eyes bright.

"You can't make all the money. How about going back to southern Xinjiang with me?" Dongfang Yi's eyes lock on Wen Ruolan's eyebrows. Seeing that she refuses to make a sound, she closes her arms and says, "sleep first, wake up."

Wen Ruolan didn't open his eyes: "no, I'm a businessman of Cangwu country. If I want to go back, I'll be aboveboard. I won't go to southern Xinjiang with you."

"Why?" Dongfang Yi suddenly pressed Wen Ruolan's back with his big hand and lowered his voice: "don't you like Feng Lingtian?"

Wen Ruolan was so angry that his liver hurt. He blinked, but he laughed: "well, Fengling is very innocent."

"You Dongfang Yi turns red with anger.

Wen Ruolan didn't say a word, didn't struggle, just let him hold him.

This annoys Dongfang Yi. How can a duck with his own mouth want to fly to someone else's plate? The body slightly exerts force, the person is superior to on the body of Wen Ruolan, lowered the head to involuntarily hold her lip petal.

It's not once or twice, but Wen Ruolan was shocked by this time. In the past, it was just a point. This time, his lips had an irreducible desire. The tension and closeness of his body almost pressed her into a meat pie, but he didn't suffocate himself. It was like a sword hanging on his head. If he was not careful, he would be crushed to pieces.

Finally moved his lips, Wen Ruolan opened her mouth for breath for the first time, but just opened her mouth, it was blocked again. This time, he drove straight in, and the tip of his tongue swept every tiny and tender place in her mouth, which made her snort.

After a slight hum, they both froze for a short time. Before Wen Ruolan came back to her, she was scared out of her wits by a crack in brocade, and said that the man came with full desire!

"Don't, don't do that." Wen Ruolan's voice was as soft as the water mist that had been scattered. As soon as he came out, he immediately closed his mouth.

Dongfang Yi leaned over to look at her. His eyes were burning and determined. He shook his head: "this time, I can't do it."