The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

"Guess what." Wen Ruolan grinned cunningly, poured a cup of tea and pushed it to the opposite side.

Dongfang Yi has the fragrance of bamboo and wine. When he sits down, he can see the crescent moon on his fingernails.

"Tanjunyan's city is deep, but yeluqi is also a talent." As she lowers her head and sips, Dongfang Yi lifts her eyelids to see Wen Ruolan's eyes fall on the opposite side. Following her eyes, she sees Feng Lingtian coming out in a black cloak, and her eyes shrink.

Wen Ruolan holds her cheek with one hand, wondering what the relationship between Mingzhu and this man is. The reason why she can take over wanhualou instead of Ouyang lies in fenglingtian.

She couldn't understand what fenglingtian wanted. At this time, the state of Yan looked as if it was solid as gold, but in fact, she had a lot of internal worries. Empress Xiao was in the cold palace, and the prince Dongfang Yu was affected. At this time, the fate of the emperor of Yan was unknown.

"Alas."

Dongfang Yi put down his tea cup and said, "what's the sigh?"

Wen Ruolan looked back and got up: "I'll show you something. Let's go."

When they leave zuigan and go back to the back house, Wen Ruolan hands the roster to Dongfang Yi: "the Pearl of wanhualou has sent this booklet to surrender, but I always feel that something is wrong."

Dongfang Yi turns over a few pages and reaches for Wen Ruolan to sit beside him: "most of them are old ministers of the former dynasty, and some of them are family members of Ministers who committed serious crimes in the state of Yan. Dongfang Yu sets up Wanhua building in Anju Town, but he uses these people as chips."

"Chips?" Wen Ruolan looks at Dongfang Yi as if she doesn't understand.

Dongfang Yi nodded: "when the state of Yan established its capital, when his father ascended the throne, he received many ministers in the court."

"That is to say, Dongfang Yu had colluded with the courtiers for a long time, but how could he still be a chip if he made these women official prostitutes?"

Wen Ruolan couldn't figure it out. What's the value of these women who have become government prostitutes? Who can be pinched?

"Pearl!" Wen Ruolan looks at Dongfang Yi's meaningful smile, and some of them don't open their eyes.

"How did you guess it was a pearl?" Dongfang Yi raises his hand to pick up a wisp of hair beside Wen Ruolan's ear and pin it behind his ear. His voice is so gentle that Wen Ruolan has goose bumps on his back.

Cover up like to get up and go to one side: "it's nothing, just I saw the Pearl from fenglingtian's room came out, thought she took the wanhualou is fenglingtian's meaning, but think carefully found wrong, fenglingtian is the crown prince of Cangwu country, even if the pearl is a clear shepherd, but Bi is also brothel woman, how can he see it?"

Dongfang Yi nods.

"The problem lies in the identity of the swineherd of the Qing Dynasty. I just guess that if Mingzhu was a princess of the former dynasty, it would be different. Maybe Dongfang Yu thought these people could be used. In fact, Dongfang Yu was most likely to be used."

Wen Ruolan turned around, his small face had recovered as usual, and lowered his voice: "restoration."

"You should go back to southern Xinjiang with me." Dongfang Yi said this again.

Wen Ruolan glared at him: "when it comes to business, can't you be more serious? What can I do when I go back to Nanjiang with you? Make your mother angry? Let your father and Empress Dowager kill me? Not at all. "

"Oh, it's because of them." Dongfang Yi gently clasped his finger on the table: "it doesn't matter. The king is in southern Xinjiang, and the marriage is in southern Xinjiang. My mother and concubine won't dislike your clever daughter-in-law."

"They just like it? I don't want to please anyone. " Wen Ruolan's eyes stopped Dongfang Yi from coming. He said in a deep voice, "your emperor's father is gone. Is he ill?"

"So well informed?" Dongfang Yi came over and held Wen Ruolan in his arms: "why don't I know he's out of the palace?"

"Then you must not know that empress Xiao has been put in the cold? Your highness, can't you think about the cause and effect? " Wen Ruolan held his hand and frowned: "Furong is pregnant with the eighth Prince's child. The eighth Prince wrote to Furong about all these things. I guess Furong must have told him about the things here."

"No harm." Dongfang Yi bowed her head in her ear: "I can't think at ease when I'm around you. What should I do?"

Wen Ruolan is speechless and chokes. How can Dongfang Yi become so sticky after meeting again? I haven't seen you for months. I'm full of skills.

"The back wound seems to have split." Dongfang Yi looks at the little hand holding his hand lightly: "eh?"

Wen Ruolan quickly released his hand: "you know, go to bed and lie down."

Dongfang Yi turns around and goes to bed. She takes off her robe. Wen Ruolan's mouth is pumping. She says that this man is really enough. Isn't he just taking medicine? What did the monkey look like?

Took the knife wound medicine, and found a clean soft cloth torn into strips, Wen Ruolan gently opened those gauze, face down: "how do you do it? It's not easy for the wound to heal! "

Dongfang Yi looks at her with sad eyes: "it's not your struggle."

Wen Ruolan directly covered his mouth and waited for him like a warning. He released his hand and carefully drugged him and bandaged him up. Then he pulled over the quilt and covered him with it: "who do you blame for being too much of yourself?"

"Sleep. Let's go to Mangshan tomorrow." Dongfang Yi stretched out his hand to pull Wen Ruolan's sleeve.

Wen Ruolan immediately stood up: "I sleep in the cot, good night."

With that, he went to take out the quilt from the cupboard and put out the light quickly.

Dongfang Yi turns over and pillows his arm: "it's not clear whether Mingzhu is the princess of the former dynasty, but fenglingtian does move too often. Moreover, the goose under the good media's hand is not coming from the right way. The things that he didn't care about before seem to be well designed now."

"Why do you say that?" Wen Ruolan can't sleep either, so she just sits on the couch with the quilt in her arms. In the dark, she can see the outline of Dongfang Yi.

Dongfang Yi tilted his head and saw Wen Ruolan's bright eyes in the moonlight outside. He hooked his lips: "so smart, think about it."

"No, I'm sleeping." Wen Ruolan lay down on the couch and said he didn't want to, but Hongyan appeared in his mind from time to time. The number one of liucang Pavilion didn't seem to be from the Qing Dynasty. Liusu said that Hongyan liked Tan Gongzi, and Tan Junyan was the 16th Prince of ChiYan kingdom. Then what? The relationship between Mingzhu and fenglingtian is also very delicate. Fenglingtian is the crown prince of Cangwu state.

Wen Ruolan started to do it at once: "Dongfang Yi."

There was no response.

"Dongfang Yi, wake up." Wen Ruolan called him again, but he didn't respond. He muttered: "really, you can fall asleep with your pillow, pig."

The room was quiet, but Wen Ruolan couldn't sleep any more. She got off the couch and paced back and forth, wanhualou and liushange. The top girls of the two brothels each aim at the prince of the two countries. If it is a coincidence, there will be nothing well designed in the world.

But the origin of Hongyan is not right. What is the origin? Isn't Liuchu pavilion the property of Dongfang Yi? Is he not strict? It's not like that.

The more I think about it, the more wrong it is. Wen Ruolan goes to the bedside unconsciously.

Dongfang Yi held out her hand and squeezed her wrist: "you've kept me waiting for almost an hour."

“……！！！” Wen Ruolan was just about to do it.

"Can't the wound crack any more?" Dong Fang Yi says that Wen Ruolan is as clever as Xiao Yang.

Let him pull himself in bed.

"Hongyan is probably a member of Xin Yueguo. If you go to check, you will find out soon." Dongfang Yi closes her arms. It's not easy for her to be happy when she is hurt, but she's content to hold it in her arms.

Wen Ruolan ignored his chin on his forehead and said in a low voice, "but Liuchu Pavilion is your property. Don't you know who you are?"

"I didn't think much before. Go to sleep. I can't be in a hurry." Dongfang Yi said, patting Wen Ruolan on the back, and her voice lightened a lot: "sleep well, or I can't help it."

Wenruolan immediately closed his eyes! Beauty at present, she is also very scratch the heart, OK!