The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

It's strange that Feng Lingtian doesn't show up on such a day, but if it's related to the disappearance of Hongyan, the unreasonable things will be reasonable.

Wen Ruolan holds her cheek with one hand, and her mind is full of these intricate relationships. She doesn't even feel someone coming in.

Deeply feel that they know too little, just because they know too little, so it will be like this, right? Seeing things, I always feel foggy. I want to lie on the table and mutter to myself, "if only Dongfang Yi were here."

Dongfang Yi, who has been back for some time, raises her eyelids and clears her throat.

Wen Ruolan almost didn't jump up. When he suddenly turned back to make sure that it was Dongfang Yi, his small face collapsed in an instant: "why? You want to scare me to death? "

Dongfang Yi hooked his lips and said, "I'm used to being unreasonable. I don't ask when I came back."

"When did you come back?" Wen Ruolan starts to ask, chokes Dongfang Yi and blushes. She gets up and sits opposite Wen Ruolan. She looks at her carefully for a long time.

Until Wen Ruolan was almost hairy, he said in a deep voice: "for a long time, I didn't speak when I saw you in a trance. Why? Do you think of me just because you don't understand? "

This reminds Wen Ruolan, and she immediately corrects herself: "the goose is missing."

Looking at Dongfang Yi's face, Wen Ruolan blinked: "do you know?"

"Well."

Dongfang Yi raises his hand and lights the lamp. He slowly pours a cup of tea and pushes it to Wen Ruolan: "if Hongyan had not disappeared, Hua Wuying would not have appeared at yuanguantai. It's a matter of no hurry. He has worked hard for so many years. Even if he has hidden it, he would not have left Anju town."

Wen Ruolan twisted her eyebrows into a knot: "why? What attracts so many people in Anju town? "

Dongfang Yi sips the herbal tea in the cup without making a sound.

"Is it because of Mangshan iron ore?" Wen Ruolan reached for Dongfang Yi's sleeve and said, "you didn't come here for iron ore, did you?"

"No conscience." Dongfang Yi raises his hand and pinches the tip of Wen Ruolan's nose. Wen Ruolan immediately reaches out to beat him. As a result, he is lifted up and put on his leg. Dongfang Yi lowers his eyes and fiddles with Wen Ruolan's hand: "iron ore is really a good thing, but Mang Mountain belongs to Cangwu kingdom. No matter how good it is, no matter how good it is, it won't be in anyone's hands. It's impossible to get real gold and silver."

"What's the picture of Feng Lingtian?" Wen Ruolan leaned on Dongfang Yi's chest and sighed softly: "fenglingtian is the only prince of Cangwu kingdom. The throne can never be lost. He is different from any one of you. On the contrary, he is not active. If things go wrong, there will be demons."

Dongfang Yi can't help admiring Wen Ruolan's little brain. She always wakes up with a sudden sentence and reaches for her waist: "there's a princess from ChiYan country coming to make up with her. My father is not in Yandu. The problem seems to be getting more and more difficult."

Wen Ruolan gave him a white look: "what do you worry about? Even if the queen is in the cold palace, isn't there a prince? The prince's grandmother's family is very powerful. "

Dongfang Yi chuckles: "you know a lot."

Wen Ruolan: "it's..."

If it is not because of concern, why pay attention everywhere, but if you want to say this, Wen Ruolan has no guts.

"Why don't you guess where my father is?" Dongfang Yi holds Wen Ruolan to the dresser, takes a comb to untie Wen Ruolan's bun and combs her dark hair slowly.

Her hair is tinged with the fragrance of flowers, which makes people intoxicated.

Wen Ruolan let him play with his hair and closed his eyes comfortably. This man is unique in Wen Ruolan's eyes. He combs women's hair. This is the first man in Wen Ruolan's life.

"Does your father love your mother?" Wen Ruolan closed her eyes, like a comfortable kitten, and her voice was much softer and waxier.

However, Dongfang Yi's sudden pause makes her squint slightly. Soon, Dongfang Yi is combing her hair again. With no hurry, Wen Ruolan closes her eyes and continues to enjoy the tenderness.

"Maybe your father is in southern Xinjiang."

With that, Wen Ruolan reached out and gently grasped Dongfang Yi's hand. His hand trembled slightly, which made Wen Ruolan feel sour and look back at him: "really, if he is in southern Xinjiang, you should forgive him for what he did in the past. After all, I believe he cares about you very much."

"Eat something. I'm hungry." Dongfang Yi draws back his hand and turns to go out.

Wen Ruolan looks at his back and gently purses the corners of his lips. He has too much pain on his back. That's why he worries so much. Even if he knows that Dongfang Yuhong has a licking feeling for him, he should be careful everywhere.

He puts his hair on the back of his head, gets up and walks out. When he comes to the door, he sees Dongfang Yi standing in front of the door with his hands on his back.

"Let bygones be bygones." Wen Ruolan reaches for Dongfang Yi's arm and gently leans on his shoulder.

"Well, the past is the past. We have to go back to southern Xinjiang as soon as possible." Dongfang Yi holds Wen Ruolan's hand. The softness of the palm makes his heart softer.

After dinner, Dongfang Yi goes out. Wen Ruolan is so relaxed that she calls Furong to see her embroidered clothes.

"Ruolan, are you going back?" Furong put away the last stitch and raised her head.

The pregnancy period is relatively stable, and Furong's complexion is much better. Her eyes show that only those who want to be mothers have maternal tenderness.

"Well, what about you? Come with me or wait for him here? " Wen Ruolan has been unable to see through what kind of feelings the eighth prince never met for Furong. However, since Furong is pregnant, naturally she has to weigh how to speak.

Furong was a little shy with a smile. She arranged her newly embroidered clothes and said, "I'll settle the baby here and wait for the baby to be born safely."

"Well, if I leave, I'll arrange for good people to take care of you." Wen Ruolan holds Hibiscus' hand: "no matter what you encounter, hibiscus, a woman is weak, but a mother is strong."

"I understand." Furong covered Wen Ruolan's hand with her other hand: "it's not easy for us to go from wenjiacun to today. I owe you several lives."

"Nonsense." Wen Ruolan drew back her hand: "it's better to wait until your child is born, and I'll be a adoptive mother."

"It's a deal." Hibiscus is very refreshing.

Wen Ruolan embarrassed smile, nodded: "a deal."

Furong arrived at the hot tea and sent it to Wen Ruolan: "although King Rui is hard to see, I can see that he is sincere to you. Ruolan, no matter how big the world is, it's a great gift to have a white head. Don't be wrong."

When it comes to Dongfang Yi, Wen Ruolan smiles a little and says, "well, I know."

"Although I don't have much knowledge, the housewives of those high-ranking officials and noble families are powerful roles, and the wives and concubines in the family have to take care of their internal affairs. King Rui will not be wronged by Ruolan, but the position of housewives is not easy to do." Hibiscus sighed softly: "it's really hard."

Wen Ruolan sighed and waved his hand: "I don't want to do so much. Let's take a step to see it. By the way, can I see fenglingtian in the past few days?"

"Yes, I just went to the front and saw him drinking. What's the matter?" Furong looks at Wen Ruolan suspiciously.

Wen Ruolan's eyes turned: "I want to find him."

After that, he got up and went out. What does Feng Lingtian want? I don't believe that I can't find any clues!