The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

In Wen's yard, carpenter Wen lights lanterns.

Master Bu Zhou is full of praise for lanterns. He talks with carpenter Wen on this topic. Next to him, Wen Ruolan holds several drawings and occasionally looks up at the door. A small face looks dignified because of nervousness.

There was the sound of horses' hoofs, more than one or two. Wen Ruolan couldn't see Master Zhou from the corner of his eyes. He found that he also stopped talking and knew that it must be Dongfang Yi.

If you ask for a marriage proposal, you refuse. You can't watch Dongfang Yi kill people even if you have a big monk, can you? If you want a drawing? Wen Ruolan secretly shakes her head. If Dongfang Yi wants to rebel, it's impossible for many people to know these things. She carefully puts the drawings in her arms, and now the only thing she can rely on is these drawings.

Late at night, Wenjia village is surprisingly quiet. Of course, there are many people who dare not come out to watch the excitement. In the hearts of these villagers, the wencarpenters are beyond their understanding.

The three horse carriage stopped, followed by a dozen men in black riding high horses, jumped off the horse and stood on both sides of the carriage.

Luo fan looks at Wen Ruolan's eyes with some incomprehensibility. Up to now, he can't figure out what method Wen Ruolan has used, which makes the ninth master want to stir up the army.

When the curtain is lifted, Dongfang Yi stoops down from the carriage. His moon white robe is embroidered with green bamboo. His brown belt is narrow waist and wide shoulder. On the belt is a piece of black flawless jade. He wears a white jade crown on his head. His hair is like ink. He carefully ties it up. He gets out of the carriage and stands firm. He looks up at Wen Ruolan and slightly hooks his lips, The lines carved by the knife and axe are softened by the smile, but they look as gentle as jade, which is amazing.

Chai Yuee held Wen Yan in her arms, and when she saw such a man and looked at her daughter, she was overjoyed. Her family Ruolan should be worthy of such a husband. On second thought, the corners of her mouth bent down.

Dongfang Yi takes a look at Luo fan.

Luo fan immediately understood and raised his hand: "carry it in."

As soon as the words are heard, more than a dozen people in black walk to the carriage behind them. The red boxes are carried over and stand behind Dongfang Yi.

Master Bu Zhou cleared his throat. Seeing that carpenter Wen didn't mean to come forward, he had to come over and put one hand on his chest: "young master, please."

"Come here." Dongfang Yi raises his hand and spits out two words to Wen Ruolan, which is neither light nor heavy, with irrefutable dignity.

Wen Ruolan frowned.

"Or I'll go." Dongfang Yi said and walked into the yard. Just as he raised his leg, Wen Ruolan came quickly and blessed himself.

"Dongfang Yi, you've had enough!" The voice is not big, but the presence of which is not the presence of skilled, who can not hear, collective silence.

Dongfang Yi smiles. She pulls up the hair on her forehead. The scar on her forehead is much lighter, and her eyes are full of smile. When she raises her hand, she directly takes off Wen Ruolan's hairpin. Her hair is like black satin: "no hairpin in the future."

Wen Ruolan gave him a white look and straightened his back: "please."

Dongfang Yi walked into the yard and came to carpenter Wen. He nodded: "Dongfang Yi is polite."

Carpenter Wen bows to salute. Dongfang Yi reaches for his hand and holds him: "don't be polite."

"The grass people dare not. The young master is rich or expensive. It's not good for me to come to my humble family." Carpenter Wen said that, but he didn't say that he wanted to serve tea.

Master Zhou was worried, but he could not say anything. He could only watch the change.

Dongfang Yi said in a deep voice, "it's all right. I have to repay you for saving my life. Today I'll send some gifts to celebrate the relocation of the Wen family. I'll give you a small gift to show my heart."

Luo fan's blood is in his heart. It's just that he doesn't understand. The famous stingy prince can really speak beautiful words.

"This..." But carpenter Wen can't answer.

Dongfang Yi looks at Wen Ruolan, who has been silent all the time, and drops his eyes slightly: "in the year of hairpin, do you have a wish?"

Wen Ruolan looked white and said nothing.

What is a wish? The year of Jiji in ancient times meant that women could marry. What else could it represent? Pooh!

Dongfang Yi is not angry but smiles: "I just sent some for dowry."

"That's enough for you." Wen Ruolan whispers that so many people themselves can't help giving Dongfang Yi face. But it's really maddening to say that like no one else.

Dongfang Yi turned his back and said, "send the rest to the new house, and then leave."

"Yes." Luo fan immediately took these people away. It was too dark, and no one could see exactly how many things. The eight boxes carried in were all painted with red paint and gold. They were very exquisite.

When he reached the low stool, Dongfang Yi lifted his robe and sat down. Then he raised his head and said, "if you don't master Zhou, you haven't arrived yet?"

"Young master, here we are." Master Bu Zhou looked back at the direction of the gate. It's reasonable that huazi road should have arrived at this time, but there was no movement for a long time.

Dongfang Yi takes out the drawing and looks at Wen Ruolan: "I'm afraid your father can't do it alone. I've got a mechanic. How about living here in the future?"

Wen Ruolan blinked and saw that he was lighting the drawing. It was the crossbow on the bed. He cleared his throat and said, "do you know?"

"Stupid, haven't you seen Yingwei?" Dongfang Yi's eyes dropped peacefully, but his hand stretched out: "give me all your paintings."

"Are you here to ask for the drawings?"

"And a gift." Dongfang Yi lowers his head and checks the corner of his mouth: "maybe we can rob people by the way."

Wen Ruolan sat on the side of the small board, a serious face: "tell you, don't scare my parents."

"Why aren't you afraid?" Dongfang Yi's eyes floated over and his smile deepened: "maybe you'll wait for this moment."

"Who's fighting with you?" Wen Ruolan took out the drawing and handed it to him: "take it and go quickly. My father won't mess with you."

"What about my father-in-law?" Dongfang Yi took away the smile from his eyes and said, "you can't escape!"

Wen Ruolan's back was covered with goose bumps. His eyes were deep to the extreme, as if with magic power. At a glance, he only felt that he was going to be sucked in. He quickly dropped his eyes: "it's too dangerous. He's just a carpenter."

Dongfang Yi's heart moves. He just gets up and reaches for Wen Ruolan. In the middle of everyone's dumbfounded, he jumps away.

Chai yue'e was staring at her all the time. Suddenly, she almost lost her warm words in her arms and lost her voice: "return my daughter!"

As soon as master Bu Zhou was about to move, he was caught by Carpenter Wen: "benefactor, don't be impatient."

Carpenter Wen's eyes turned red: "well, you are a monk. You even indulge in this kind of business. I, I, I and you are fighting for it!"

Master Bu Zhou gave a Buddha's name, raised his hand to point carpenter Wen's cave, and whispered a word in his ear. Carpenter Wen turned pale and fell down.

"Brother Xian!" Chai yue'e was frightened and ran over with her arms full of warm words.

"Don't be afraid, benefactor. I just passed out." Master Bu Zhou said. He bent down and picked him up. Carpenter Wen came into the room and untied the cave. Then carpenter Wen woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Chai Yuee holding Wen Yan in tears and opening her mouth: "go out to boil water and make tea."

Chai Yuee was not at ease. She took another look at master Buzhou and went out.

Carpenter Wen tilted his head: "what you said is true?"