The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Late at night, wenruolan returned to the room.

Under the light, Dongfang Yi is reading a book, while Ruirui has been taken over by Chai Yuee since she returned to Wenjia village. She can't bear to leave her grandson.

Lift Mou, looking at Wen Ruolan: "busy finished?"

Wen Ruolan came over and sat quietly next to Dongfang Yi, leaning gently on him: "well, Dongfang Yi, I have something to tell you."

"Has Qi left Leng Zhijun?" Dongfang Yi rubbed Wen Ruolan's cheek: "it's really wrong to give Huanxi to her. Huanxi is clever, but she doesn't have enough determination."

"It's not that." Wen Ruolan raised her eyes and looked directly into Dongfang Yi's eyes. She said carefully, "do you want to find your father?"

After Dongfang Yuhong disappeared, there was no news. It's not that he didn't find him. But how hard is it for the big Yan kingdom to find someone who is hiding on purpose?

"Who told you that?" Dongfang Yi doesn't doubt that Wen Ruolan knows. He slightly raises his eyebrows: "is it Huanxi?"

"Well." Wen Ruolan kneaded Dongfang Yi's sleeve: "originally, I only wanted to take Huanxi with me to take care of her for the rest of her life, but do you know why Huanxi came to Qishan instead of coming?"

"Because she wanted to kill my father in order to prevent future trouble." Where can Dongfang Yi not know? Everyone around them is loyal. In their eyes, the former Emperor should have only one end, even if the man is his father.

"So, fortunately, I didn't ask her to learn from Leng Zhijun. It's a crook." Wen Ruolan sighed and asked, "what are you going to do?"

"Do you think I'll kill my father?" Dongfang Yi asked.

Wen Ruolan is relieved. She is really worried that Dongfang Yi and Huanxi will have an idea that only by killing Dongfang Yuhong can there be no future trouble. But if they don't, they will feel uneasy.

The emperor's family is lighter than the water. Wen Ruolan has learned it countless times. Fortunately, Dongfang Yi is a different one.

"Don't worry. Let's meet him." Dongfang Yi comforts her and embraces her.

After a night's silence, Wen Ruolan got up early in the morning and left Wen's home with Dongfang Yi. They walked on the mountain road as before. Occasionally, they would see the people collecting herbs. Since Qishan herbs can be picked at will, the villagers around here have more business to collect herbs.

This is the first stop for Wen Ruolan to come back to life. Seeing the mountains and rivers, she will feel much more cordial. The gorgeous flowers on the roadside are picked off, and she slowly holds a lot of them in her arms.

Dongfang Yi just follows her and doesn't make a sound.

Came to the edge of the cliff, Wen Ruolan pointed below: "remember?"

Dongfang Yi touches his nose. At that time, he thinks that Wen Ruolan is really a silly elder sister. He let her climb up because she was angry. He was angry that Hua Wuying refused to go back to Yandu with him for such a woman. Of course, he gave Hua Wuying the dagger, the crescent Dagger.

"Climb up on your own." Wen Ruolan said, "when you first met me, you hated me, didn't you?"

"Not bad." Dongfang Yi takes Wen Ruolan's hand and leaves for fear that she will embarrass herself again.

Wen Ruolan doesn't care about it either, but it's very interesting that everything in the past reappears in his mind.

"I hate you." Wen Ruolan was holding hands and said with a smile, "especially when I found you by the roadside."

Dongfang Yi stops and looks up at the looming temple on the top of Qishan mountain. He hesitates. Although he was used, his father wanted to save himself at that time. But after all, he sent him to the foot of Qishan mountain. After all, he met Wen Ruolan. Now he's here and can't bear to disturb him.

"What's the matter?" Wen Ruolan feels Dongfang Yi's emotion and asks.

Dongfang Yi said: "I don't want to go. If he thinks it's good here, it's here."

"Would it be good for a man to be immersed in his remorse every day?" If you don't want to go, I'll go myself

Dongfang Yi is determined to go, so she can only keep up.

When she got to the top of the mountain, Wen Ruolan was out of breath. The more Qishan went up, the steeper it was. It was very difficult for her to climb up. When she came to the gate of the temple, she saw a young man sweeping the leaves.

The youth also saw them and continued to clean.

"Little monk, isn't master Zhou back?" Wen Ruolan went to pick up the phone.

Hearing master Buzhou's name, the little monk raised his head and looked at Wen Ruolan carefully: "are you wen Ruolan?"

"Do you know me?" Wen Ruolan was surprised. He didn't remember such a young man in the temple. He didn't seem to have seen him.

The little monk shook his head: "I don't know you, but I know him." Then he looked at Dongfang Yi with calm eyes.

Wen Ruolan felt a little strange. Since he knew the emperor, he knew that he was the Emperor today, but a little monk was not polite when he saw the emperor. Isn't that a bit unreasonable?

"Since you know him, take us to see him." Dongfang Yi comes over and looks at the little monk carefully.

The little monk turned and went to the temple.

"He knows you." Wen Ruolan whispered.

Dongfang Yi dropped his eyes: "well, but I haven't met him."

And the little monk in front of him raised his head, his eyes were desolate, which was not in line with his age, but it made people take it for granted.

He came to the back mountain and stood down from a distance. His eyes fell on the people sitting beside Weng Chong's tomb.

Dongfang Yi and Wen Ruolan go to the little monk and follow his eyes. They see Dongfang Yuhong sitting on the futon with a low table in front of him. On the low table are some dishes and a jar of wine.

"He's been here a long time." The little monk turned around and said, "take it if you can. This is the place of Qingxiu."

Both of them didn't take care of the little monk who had left, and slowly approached Dongfang Yuhong.

At this time, Dongfang Yuhong was filling his glass and said to himself, "Weng Chong, you can have a word. After all these years, you've survived. Now you feel ridiculous."

Dongfang Yi grabs Wen Ruolan, and they are standing not far away, undisturbed.

He drank the wine and put it down: "when I came back from the dead with full of resentment, it was like a world apart when I saw you by my side. It's just that Weng Chong, you forgot the king's heart, you served me and protected Lao Jiu all the time. This is a disaster for yourself."

Dongfang Yuhong poured another glass of wine for himself and drank it down: "I thought Helan Yun could restrain her son. Who knows you lied to me for too long. When Helan Yun gave birth to twins, you lied to me, you lied to me!"

A sudden roar makes Wen Ruolan tremble. Dongfang Yi quickly reaches for her hand, embraces her in his arms and pinches her shoulder placidly.

Dongfang Yuhong turns his head, looks at Dongfang Yi and Wen Ruolan, and hums: "what? Have you finally thought of cutting down the roots? "

Wen Ruolan calms down, feels the meaning of Dongfang Yi, turns his head and walks to Weng Chong's tomb side by side.

"Go ahead." Dongfang Yi looks at Wen Ruolan.

Wen Ruolan takes the flowers all the way to Weng Chong's tomb. Looking back at Dongfang Yi, who is already sitting at the low table, he comes and sits next to him.

"The winner is the king, Dongfang Yi. If you want to kill, do it!" Dongfang Yuhong closed his eyes and waited to die.

"I come back from the dead like you." Dongfang Yi's voice is light, and there is no emotion in it, but Dongfang Yuhong's face turns pale for a moment. He stares at him in disbelief