The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Wen Ruolan, don't open your face.

"It seems dangerous, but in fact it forces some people to make an early decision. You just follow Qiao Chu and the merchant ships to leave. After the hunting festival in Anju Town, many merchants will leave by boat, so it's safe." Dongfang Yi followed Wen Ruolan's hair, and her voice became more gentle: "I'll arrange things here, and I'll meet you in Longhe, and then I'll go back to Yandu together."

Wen Ruolan, who was still in a mood, realized the seriousness of what Dongfang Yi said. The more she thought about it, the more wrong it was. She looked up to see his chin. Her resolute lines calmed her down: "you mean I'm going to leave by merchant ship, and you, the official ship and these people are bait? Does Dongfang Yu still dare to attack you? "

Dongfang Yi's eyes drooped: "why don't you dare? At this time, Dongfang Yu's temperament is that he can't hold his breath. If he doesn't move, we will be passive. "

"I won't go!" Wen Ruolan pushes Dongfang Yi away, with a tight face: "what do you mean? Take me on the boat, and then send me away, show you love me? Selfless? Dongfang Yi! I won't go! "

"Well, don't make any noise." Dongfang Yi raised his hand and rubbed her face: "forget the lotus pond in Wenjia village? A small puddle can be flooded. Isn't it dangerous on board

"Just don't go!" Wen Ruolan feels as if he has been poured with boiling oil. He has become Dongfang Yi's man, but he is in danger again. The more he wants to protect himself, the more he can't escape alone.

After a long silence, Dongfang Yi reaches out his hand and presses her in his arms again: "don't think about knocking me out, Dongfang Yi. If you do this, I will never see you again in my life."

Wen Ruolan's voice was stuffy. When she heard a sigh, her heart sank a little: "I want to eat fish. You ask people to catch fish for me."

"Good."

After Dongfang Yi goes out, Wen Ruolan rubs her face. She even touches her belly. Isn't that the story of dog blood? After being hit in the middle, naobu had a big stomach and raised her baby in a lonely place. She felt desolate and cold all over.

Reason makes him believe that Dongfang Yi will never be so easily attacked by others, but emotionally, he can't accept it. Pacing back and forth, his mind is full of pictures of the smooth road. Does it mean that Dongfang Yu is waiting for the opportunity? Or did the eighth Prince hold him back, so the more dangerous it is to arrive at Yandu?

"No! The Xiaos don't care about Dongfang Yu, let alone the queen in the cold palace. " No matter what you think, what Dongfang Yi says is very likely to happen. If you kill Dongfang Yi, everyone will be at ease. Other princes have never heard of it. The eighth Prince mentioned by Furong is also a man without ambition, not to mention that the eighth Prince intentionally or unintentionally tells Furong that the ninth Prince has a better chance of winning.

She turned out the needle bag and put it on her body. She found some knife medicine and put it in her pocket. After thinking about it, she found a pair of improved short clothes and trousers, which were sharp enough to stabilize her mood.

"Miss Wen."

Eight Liang's voice came, Wen Ruolan immediately collected all emotions and sat quietly on the stool: "come in."

When he opened the door, Ba Liang held a copper pot in his hand. This kind of red copper pot was designed by Wen Ruolan for Feng Lingtian at the beginning. At this time, he was very kind and even regretted that he should let Dongfang Yi take him directly back to southern Xinjiang, or just stay in Anju town.

"Can fish be made into hotpot?" asked the king Eight Liang put a plate of Silver Charcoal on the next table and asked.

"Yes, just bring up all the ingredients and I'll do it myself." Wen Ruolan forgot about the fish pot.

Eight Liang didn't expect that fish could still be eaten like this. She grew up eating fish near the water. She had never seen this kind of pot, let alone what kind of fish would be made with this kind of pot.

Go out for a moment, bring in all kinds of seasoning, watch Wen Ruolan orderly jump soup, in the past to bring charcoal under the pot, ignition.

For a moment, the soup in the Kung Fu pot bubbled, and the fragrance made them swallow.

"Miss, can you really cook fish?"

Wen Ruolan was just serious. She was sixteen or seventeen years old. She had a little baby fat. Her eyes were not big, but her eyes were dark and bright. Her nose was small and her lips were a little thick. She was an honest man.

But such a young girl didn't know the danger was approaching. She couldn't help cherishing it and said with a smile, "well, you go to the kitchen and get some more pots. I'll make one for you."

"Really?" Eight Liang eyes are light, smiling nodded: "I'm going."

Wen Ruolan saw that she had run out, and she had a plan in her heart. Since Dongfang Yi had prepared a merchant ship, she would let Ba Liang and the women's family leave. She couldn't let them die in vain.

Eight Liang happily went to the kitchen and met a young man. He was dressed in black clothes and stopped eight Liang: "eight Liang, what are you doing so happily?"

"Miss Wen said that she could make fish, and she would give it to all of us." "Eight Liang said, eyes smile into a crescent moon:" brother Hao, I learned to cook for you

Xu Hao took back his hand: "so what is greedy for? Don't run around if you have nothing to do

"I see. I'm going, brother Hao." Ba Liang went to the kitchen. After a while, she went back to Wen Ruolan's room with a copper pot. She didn't see the corner. Xu Hao looked at her with a complicated look. After a long time, he turned to the lower floor.

The lower level is where sailors and water ghosts live. Every official ship has more than ten water ghosts. Chen Hao is a sailor and is in charge of steering. He seldom goes to the water ghost's room, and those people seldom show up.

"Boy, come here for a while. I feel sick." The bearded man came over, pulled Xu Hao aside and whispered, "are you crazy? What are you doing in front of the water devil's house? "

Xu Hao swallowed: "boss, when I just went out, I heard someone talking inside."

"What did you say?" Asked the bearded man.

Xu Hao bit his lower lip, as if he had made up his mind. He came to the bearded man's ear and whispered, "whether you live or die depends on the harvest tonight."

"What?" The bearded man is the old man in charge of the ship, and he is not the one who has never seen the wind and waves. When he heard Xu Hao say that, his face changed color, so he raised his leg and gave Xu Hao a kick: "son of a bitch, you listen to evil, and sail well."

With that, he walked away with great strides.

Xu Hao turned and walked into the cabin silently.

There are more than 30 brothers divided into two rows, shouting songs and shaking huge oars. Their arms are bulging and their skin is dark.

Seeing Chen Hao, one of them whistled: "Chen Hao, do you want to take eight Liang home to have a baby again? It's hopeless. "

"Shut your mouth." With a black face, Chen Hao walked to the high platform beside the boat, where he could see the river outside. He had long walked this waterway in his heart. His hands holding the window lattice were bulging, and his skirts were shaking.

A hand suddenly patted on Chen Hao's shoulder: "what's the matter? Out of your wits? "

Chen Hao looked back at his eldest brother and bowed his head with some guilt: "eldest brother, my mother said that my father is dying."

"Well, when you come back this time, you'll get off the boat and take eight Liang home to live. Elder brother will work for a few more years." Chen Ming said and rubbed his stomach: "it's strange. Many people feel sick in the afternoon."

"Ah? How could it be? " Chen Hao lost his voice and immediately restrained his mood: "maybe he caught a cold."

"It's OK. Keep an eye on it. I'll be right back." Chen Ming goes out.

"Big brother." Chen Hao watched Chen Ming go to the door and yelled, but he couldn't even hear him. His hands dropped helplessly, and he couldn't turn back.