The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

It's hard to find such a big Yandu Tibetan. Wen Ruolan has never stopped looking for Furong, but there is no news. After listening to eight Liang, she can't sit still. She carefully asks where she met and keeps it in mind.

Ba Liang is pregnant and can't be too tired. Wen Ruolan has something on her mind, so she and Dongfang Yi go back early. When she leaves, Wen Ruolan gives Ba Liang a waist token, as long as she wants to enter the palace.

On the way back, Wen Ruolan gently took Dongfang Yi's arm, and several times he wanted to say nothing.

Dongfang Yi naturally felt it and stopped: "what's on his mind?"

"Well." Wen Ruolan nodded: "Dongfang Yi, is it really because I am nostalgic that you will let Furong and nianer go?"

Dongfang Yi doesn't speak. He just holds Wen Ruolan's hand and takes her back slowly.

"What are you worried about?" Wen Ruolan feels Dongfang Yi's mood and asks softly.

Dongfang Yi looked up at the starry sky and said for a long time, "since ancient times, the hatred of killing my father is not the same. Although nianer is small, she knows everything about Furong, so she chooses one of the two."

Wen Ruolan was nailed to the ground and couldn't walk any more.

Dongfang Yi looked back at her eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry."

"It's your father's idea. He wants to kill his mother and keep his son, right?" Wen Ruolan knows that Dongfang Yi's promise won't change, and that's what the royal family used to do. She killed her mother and left her son to prevent her relatives from Regent. Now she killed Furong and left nianer for the sake of the royal family and preventing nianer from getting revenge. Dongfang Yuhong would never choose to kill nianer and leave Furong.

"If you don't find anyone, it's good." Dongfang Yi said such a compromise.

Wen Ruolan nodded: "yes, it's good not to find it. It's a dilemma to find it."

She is no longer the country girl of that year. Although the royal family is merciless, it is not only for the throne, but also for the country, the people and the Dongfang cloud. Even if it is only one in ten thousand, nianer is a deep-minded person who has been planning since he knew the truth, At that time, it's not about who is the emperor, but many people will die. Furong's life is important to her, but it's too light compared with those people.

Although disappointed, she can't be impulsive. She can't tell Dongfang Yi that she knows the whereabouts of Furong, because she has no reason to protect her.

Dongfang Yi can see that Wen Ruolan is making a difficult choice, but he doesn't point it out. Instead, he takes her back to the palace.

For several days, Wen Ruolan stayed at home to run the business in the palace. The palace seems to have become a production base. There are many kinds of glass products, and the price is gradually decreasing. For a time, Yandu is very popular. Every household should at least buy a mirror to keep as a family heirloom.

Seeing that the Spring Festival is approaching, Wen Ruolan and Yunluo discuss going to Yandu to have a look. Moreover, the palace examination is about to be announced, and Wen Ruolan is also thinking about eight Liang.

After arriving at the post house, Wen Ruolan and Yun Luo changed their ordinary clothes, and they slipped out of the back door.

"Could it really be Hibiscus?" Asked Yunluo.

Wen Ruolan pursed the corners of her lips: "I haven't dared to check, now let's go and have a look, if it's really her."

Yunluo stopped: "Ruolan, it's the best policy to kill your mother and keep your son. As a queen, you must not be reckless."

"Yunluo, I know what to do. Let's go." Wen Ruolan is ahead.

Yunluo sighs to catch up. She knows Wen Ruolan. If she really knows what to do, she may start after she gets the news of Furong. But she doesn't, not only doesn't, but it takes her a long time to get out of the palace. I'm afraid it's also to guard against Dongfang Yi's detection. She's glad that she's Wen Ruolan's friend, but she's even more worried. She's worried that if she's impulsive, she'll eventually bury disaster.

Two people finally came to the place where they saw Furong in bayiang. There was a wonton stall on the street. Opposite the wonton stall was a painting and calligraphy stall. Only the stall was there at this time, but no one was there.

Wen Ruolan took Yunluo to the wonton stall and ordered two bowls of wonton. Before he had eaten two, he saw a thin middle-aged man with a baby in his arms. He put the baby on the small chair next to him and covered it with a quilt. He opened the box and took out the ink.

He forgot to swallow the wonton in his mouth. Wen Ruolan never thought it would be Wen zhuangsi!

And her mind has become a mess, wenzhuangsi and Furong, they actually come together!

Yunluo reaches out and touches wenruolan. Wenruolan immediately lowers her head to eat wonton. She is too close to eat wonton, so she can't act too much.

"Zhuo'er, how do you pronounce this word?" Wenzhuangsi wrote a word to nianer.

Nianer looked at the milk and said: "God."

"Zhuo'er, how about this word?" Wenzhuangsi wrote another word.

Nian'er is still reading softly: "next."

Wen Ruolan's heart is thump thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump! The world! These two words are bloody, who can understand?

"Zhuo'er, what about this word?"

"Too much."

"Well, zhuo'er, what about this word?"

"Ping."

"By the way, zhuo'er is really good. These four words together mean that the world is peaceful. Only when the world is peaceful can zhuo'er grow up safely and live and work in peace and contentment, you know?" Wenzhuangsi said, intimately kissing qinnianer's face.

Wen Ruolan looks up at Wen zhuangsi. Zhuo'er, as she remembers, is Wen zhuangsi's son. He was born disabled. Now he calls nian'er zhuo'er. It seems that his son has died.

But read son completely don't realize of Zhuo son isn't own name, smile of embrace Wen Zhuang Si's neck: "Dad, Dad."

That sound of kindness.

Cloud Luo also saw, touched Wen Ruolan: "let's go."

Wen Ruolan sat still. She wanted to have a look at hibiscus.

Furong came from the street with her basket. When she arrived at the painting and calligraphy stall, she stopped and bent over to hold zhuo'er: "it's hard to buy tofu. I've been waiting for a long time. Did you delay the stall?"

"Go back quickly. It's cold outside. It's not in the way. Zhuo'er is also very good." Wenzhuangsi got up and straightened Furong's hair: "I'm suffering. How are we going back to the village after the new year?"

"All right, listen to you." Furong smiles. The smile is contentment and happiness.

But Wen Ruolan's eyes turned red, and Furong's face was very bad. The color was obviously due to the residual mercury in her body. If not treated, she was afraid that it would get worse and worse.

She did not dare to come forward, for fear of disturbing Furong, but also afraid that she would hurt them because of her kindness.

After giving wonton money, two people pass by the painting and calligraphy stall. Wen Ruolan takes a quick look at the lotus and passes by.

Furong heart looked back for a long time, and finally she had no choice but to smile. She would never see Ruolan again in her life, and she didn't want to see Ruolan. She just wanted to live peacefully with wenzhuangsi and her son, and lead an ordinary life.

"What's the matter?" Wenzhuang asked.

Furong shook her head: "it's OK. I'm afraid I will be drowned if I want to go back to Wenjia village just now. Why don't we make some money and go to other places."

"Well, it's up to you, as long as you're happy." Wenzhuangsi said, and urged them to go back quickly. Furong went back to the yard with her child and basket.

"Rolan, do you hear me?" Cloud Luo around the corner, just pull Wen Ruolan.

Wen Ruolan nodded: "I heard it. It's right to go far away. Yunluo, find a way to help them. I can't show up again."

"OK, I'll do it."