The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Wen Ruolan couldn't laugh or cry at his appearance, so he had to put down his figure to coax him. As a result, he was in the bedroom of the imperial study, and he was very upset. Since he entered the palace, the two people were really hard to get together.

After that, Dongfang Yi leans on the bed contentedly and looks at Wen Ruolan, who can't even lift a finger. For the first time, he says, "learn some Kung Fu."

Wen Ruolan felt that he could only be silent, otherwise anything he said might offend the mean man.

After a long rest, Dongfang Yi orders them to prepare the bath soup. After they bathe and change clothes, they go to Kunning palace with their hands. On the way, Wen Ruolan mentions what happened to the Empress Dowager a hundred years later. Dongfang Yi naturally agrees, but still needs to be more thorough. For example, after the emperor's mausoleum, they can send the coffin back to Xue's home.

Wen Ruolan also knows that this is the best way.

In Kunning palace, the carpenters of Wen's family naturally have to kneel down, but Dongfang Yi doesn't allow it.

Wen Ruolan is naturally grateful. This is Dongfang Yi's preferential treatment to his mother's family, so he stops his parents.

Dongfang Yi looks at Wen Yan with deep eyes. After all, this is the first minister of the humerus recognized by his son so far. Thinking of Ruirui Rui, Dongfang Yi is worried. It's really too small. I'm afraid it will be very bad to be an emperor at such a small age. It seems that he will have to wait a few years.

"Wen Yan."

Wen Yan raised his head: "brother in law."

"Would you like to learn some skills to keep fit?" Asked Dongfang Yi.

Wen Yan immediately nodded: "Ruirui and Wen Yan have said that, Wen Yan is willing."

"Then from now on, I'll be accompanying the prince." Dongfang Yi said casually.

Wen Ruolan immediately pulled his sleeve: "accompany read accompany read, the prince's business is not urgent."

"I'm not in a hurry. It's OK for my family to shut down and talk." Dongfang Yi gently squeezed Wen Ruolan's hand and lowered her voice: "mother-in-law is very formal. It's good to go to the back house. I'll talk to my father-in-law."

"Well." Wen Ruolan gets up and leaves with Chai Yuee and Wen Yan. At the door, he stops Ruirui Rui, who has obviously grown up a lot of sika deer, and takes them to the back garden.

******

Qishan, the top of the mountain.

Dongfang Yuhong stood in the setting sun, looking at the people coming on the mountain road, with some apologies in his eyes. No one had ever seen him like this.

"Zhou Butong met the emperor." When Zhou Butong arrived at the mountain gate, he would kneel down.

Dongfang Yuhong raised his hand: "no, now I'm just living in Xiangguo Temple. You are the master here."

Zhou Butong shook his head: "there is no owner here."

There is no master. He killed and returned the custom. Where is the master of Xiangguo Temple?

The two men looked at each other in a light way. Dongfang Yuhong turned around and said, "follow me to see Weng Chong."

At the back of the mountain, Dongfang Yuhong, who lives in Jielu, puts the wine jar on the table in front of Weng Chong's tomb and sits on the ground.

Zhou Butong's mood was extremely complicated for a moment, and he finally sat beside him. He didn't expect that one day, Dongfang Yuhong would become Weng Chong's tomb keeper.

"Xiao Longyou in yaolu should be damned." Dongfang Yuhong mentioned Xiao Longyou as soon as he exported.

Zhou Butong felt that he must know everything, so there was no need to hide: "the emperor was worried that the emperor was in danger, so he let his subordinates come to protect the emperor."

Dongfang Yuhong poured his own wine and handed it to Zhou Butong: "in this way, Weng Chong is the most intelligent man. Without his painstaking efforts for many years, the Dayan River and mountain would be gone, and I'm afraid it would have been..."

"The emperor must not praise Weng Chong like this. He is just a person around you, and many things are his duty." Zhou Butong stopped Dongfang Yuhong.

Dongfang Yuhong shook his head: "I killed him for his loyalty. He didn't get a good death. It's my fault."

People will change, but Zhou Butong didn't think that one day Dongfang Yuhong would change so much. After pouring wine for him, he took his glass and drank it. They didn't have so much scruples that they could talk well.

When monk Cong Wuya talked about meeting Wen Ruolan at the foot of Qishan, he also told the joke that Weng Chong made when he was trying out his medical skills. They chatted and forgot that it was dark. When a new moon rose, Dongfang Yuhong got up and said, "let me do something for them, too."

"Will the emperor go down the mountain?" Zhou Butong was slightly drunk, but he didn't get drunk. He stopped him immediately: "absolutely not. The emperor has been waiting for the emperor to return to the palace. If there is a mistake, I'm afraid I will follow suit."

Dongfang Yuhong: will you

"Yes, blood is thicker than water." As Zhou Butong said, he saw a young man with a lantern nearby and raised his eyebrows slightly: "just as the emperor has the feeling of licking a calf, as a son of man, not only the emperor, but also anyone can serve his parents."

Dongfang Yuhong also saw Xiaohai and sighed: "but after all, we can't recognize each other."

"Why not? Because the Regent's business, the emperor is also very sad, if at this time can have a brother in the side, not to be able to slightly comfort your heart? " Zhou different said, bowing: "the emperor might as well try."

Dongfang Yuhong looks at Xiaohai, and Xiaohai stands there silently with a lantern. He sees Dongfang Yuhong coming over, steps back slightly and droops his head: "it's late at night. It's time to rest."

In six words, Dongfang Yuhong's mind was in a mess. He never thought that a son would miss his body so much, not his country. He squatted down slowly and looked up at Xiaohai: "do you know who I am?"

"Well." Xiao Hai nodded and shook his head.

"Do you want to be in Qishan or back to Yandu?" Dongfang Yuhong asked again.

Xiaohai looked up at Weng Chong's tomb: "here it is. Weng Chong told Xiaohai not to go to the land of right and wrong. Yandu is the land of right and wrong."

"But it's desolate and miserable here. Would you like it?" Dongfang Yuhong doesn't remember which palace girl Xiaohai belongs to. He believes that without Weng Chong's secret relationship, it is absolutely impossible for a palace maid to give birth to a prince. Therefore, he thinks that this is Weng Chong's last resort for him, although Dongfang Yi says that she will take him back to the Palace.

Xiaohai sipped his lips: "it's better to be not miserable than in the palace, and I don't want to die."

To be a royal son from the next life, you have to either climb up or learn to be wise and protect yourself. Neither of these can guarantee immortality, and the real immortality is to stay away from the center of power. Where can Dongfang Yuhong not understand?

He sighed softly: "then why do you take care of me?"

"Weng Chong said that it's a habit to take care of a person for a long time. It's instinctive to think about everything you can think of for him. Xiaohai is taking care of you for Weng Chong and will continue to do so." Xiaohai said, lift eyes: "it's late, it's time to rest."

Dongfang Yuhong stood up and rubbed the top of Xiaohai's hair: "I want to go down the mountain to kill or be killed, for the sake of dayanjiang mountain."

After that, I walked past Xiaohai.

Xiao Hai Leng for a moment, suddenly turned back: "father!"

Dongfang Yuhong was nailed in the same place, and didn't even look back.

"That's the emperor's business. Without her mother and Weng Chong, Xiaohai doesn't want to be without you any more. Don't go, OK? The emperor will punish those people. " Xiaohai said, nervously pinched the corner of his clothes and lowered his head.

He stayed with this man for many days. Seeing him drinking every day, he was really sad. He even thought for countless times that Weng Chong would forgive him, right? Yes, Weng Chong is a good adult.

Dongfang Yuhong slowly turns back and looks at the thin boy with the lantern.

Zhou Butong came over and bowed: "the supreme emperor can wait in Xiangguo Temple as much as possible, and there are people to do things at the foot of the mountain."

"That's fine." Dongfang Yuhong muttered to himself.

Xiaohai came over with a lantern and looked up: "then, go back to the Zen room?"