The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

"Let Yunluo come here. I'll teach her some silver needle needling methods to control your elder brother's system. In this way, he can't tell who the medicine lady is. It's like a double reed. Yes, Yunluo and I can have a double reed."

Dongfang Yi can't help laughing. Wen Ruolan is clever and calculating, but in the final analysis, she is too good-natured. If she can think of this method, she only wants to protect herself and save others. It's hard for her, but it will be lost one day.

"Let Yunluo come here."

Soon, Yunluo came to the quiet room and saw that Wen Ruolan was not surprised at all. Instead, he came over gracefully and blessed: "Miss Wen, I've heard so much about you."

"Don't be polite. I've seen the medicine you've given me. I should also know the art of medicine. What I teach you is silver needle needling. It's the most effective technique in a short time. Can you learn it?" Wen Ruolan thought that the disgusting eunuch would be thrown into the river, so he would let Yunluo pass in the shortest time before the eunuch came back to the prince. As for other eunuchs, if he didn't worry about it, he would never have a reputation in his family, would he?

"Yes." Yunluo is holding the silver needle.

Wen Ruolan said that she did not hesitate to stab her acupoints.

Wen Ruolan felt that Yunluo was very pleasant. When he learned acupuncture, it was the same.

"Remember, there are nine kinds of silver needles. The diseases treated by the nine kinds of needles are different, and the depth of needling points is also particular. Let's make a long story short. You only need to needling his Yuji point, Shangyang point and chize point every 20 minutes." Wen Ruolan said, watching Yunluo accurately find the acupoints and the appearance of acupuncture, I admire her cleverness.

"Anything else?" Asked Yunluo.

Wen Ruolan thought: "if he can't control himself to have other thoughts for you, and he pinches the Hegu acupoint firmly, then he will be soft and sour. The most important thing is that you take this with him." Wen Ruolan took out the handkerchief and gave it to Yunluo: "if you put it beside you, you can make him weak. Remember to protect yourself."

Yunluo looks up at her in amazement, and her eyes are full of gratitude. She has been ready for everything since she chose to follow Dongfang Yi, but she didn't expect that anyone would care so much about her safety.

Wen Ruolan raised his hand and held Yunluo's: "Yunluo, I..."

Yunluo immediately stepped back and saluted Wen Ruolan respectfully: "thank you, Miss Wen, for giving Yunluo this opportunity. It will be a mission."

Voice down, turn and go.

Wen Ruolan opens her mouth and feels like she's upset a Chinese medicine bottle. She doesn't give Yunluo a chance. It's clear that Yunluo has taken the risk instead of herself. People really can't be selfish. Once she's selfish, her conscience feels uneasy.

Dongfang Yi is sitting next to him. The water in the red mud stove is boiling. The room is full of tea.

"Come here."

Wen Ruolan walked over and sat opposite. Her hands stirred together and she took a deep breath. She felt sorry for Yunluo and even regretted the way she had just come up with.

When a cup of fragrant tea comes to him, Dongfang Yi raises her eyelids. She can see that Wen Ruolan's face is full of worry. She pauses a little: "I'm not the one who can't protect him."

Wen Ruolan's eyes flashed brightly, and then returned to tranquility. She took up her tea cup and said, "tea is delicious."

Time passed so slowly that Wen Ruolan looked out several times, but there was no shadow of Yun Luo. After all, he couldn't sit still: "Dongfang Yi, I'll go and have a look myself."

"No way." Dongfang Yi's refusal is so crisp that he doesn't give Wen Ruolan any bargaining room.

Wen Ruolan knows that no one can help Yunluo at this time, and she knows better that the identity of the person in front of her makes it so. In his eyes, there are two kinds of people: useful and useless.

Holding a cup of tea, I fell into a deep meditation. What kind of person am I?

In the prince's palace, Yunluo's needling technique is more fierce than that of wenruolan's, and her little face behind her face is also full of hatred.

"Your Highness." Dezi ran in crying. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the woman sitting next to the couch, dressed in white and covered with medicine. He was stunned.

"You are really promising." Dongfang Yu raised her eyelids and gave a cold hum.

Dezi immediately knelt on the ground: "Your Highness, forgive me. On the way back, the slave accidentally fell into the river. Instead, he fell behind the drug lady. The slave went to get the punishment."

Dongfang Yu didn't say anything. Yunluo cushioned the veil and carefully held Dongfang Yu's Hegu acupoint.

On the couch, Dongfang Yu felt that his body was like a tide of desire. He was comfortable and soft. He didn't care to take care of de Zi and closed his eyes.

An hour later, Dongfang Yu held Yunluo's wrist.

Yunluo was not surprised, not angry, and his voice was gentle: "Your Highness, the crown prince is about to compete with the Royal doctors. The Longhe River disaster has affected countless victims. As the crown prince of the Dayan Kingdom, please be considerate of the people."

Dongfang Yu's hand stopped, his thumb scratched Yunluo's pulse socket and took it back: "the medicine lady is not good. This title makes our palace uncomfortable. After the competition, how about you be our palace's close imperial doctor?"

"His royal highness is flattering. If Yao'er wants to leave Qishan one day, he naturally hopes that his royal highness will have pity on him. Later in the night, Yao'er will leave."

Dongfang Yu wants to open his eyes or not, so he squints at Yunluo and nods: "I'll ask the bodyguard to escort Yao'er back."

"Thank you, your highness." Yunluo gets up and says goodbye. When he turns around, the needle bag on his belt has fallen into Dongfang Yu's hand. Yunluo just droops his eyelids and pretends not to know.

The needle bag is embroidered with cloud pattern, and the needle inside is nothing special, just ordinary silver needle.

Dongfang Yu has been playing with the needle bag for a long time, and a meaningful smile appears in the corner of his mouth. Don't you think of it, Dongfang Yi? After the drug lady is taken in by herself, Dongfang Yi's life and death are under control.

As for those people in the ninth Prince's residence, they should be cleaned up, so as not to leave a lot of money.

Out of the prince's palace, Yunluo sat in the carriage and then took out the handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead. He had nothing to say all the way. He went back to yaolu and immediately came to the quiet room.

In the quiet room, Dongfang Yi raises his hand and Wen Ruolan slips over and puts it on his lap. He says in a deep voice, "I'm back safe. What are you angry about?"

Wen Ruolan didn't wait to speak, but he heard Yunluo's voice outside the door.

"Huanxi, bring hot tea."

Huanxi answered and went to the kitchen.

Wen Ruolan's face turned red after a while. Where does Yunluo want hot tea? Obviously, it's just to say hello to himself. Looking at Dongfang Yi, who seems to have no one nearby, he can't help but stare at him again.

Releasing his hand, Dongfang Yi stands at the window with his hands on his back.

Wen Ruolan met Yunluo at the door. As soon as he saw her, he pulled her over and lowered his voice: "can I bully you?"

Yunluo shook his head and knelt down: "master, please accept Yunluo."

Wen Ruolan jumped away in a hurry: "don't do that. You can talk about it when you get up."

"If master takes Yunluo as his apprentice, Yunluo will get up." Yunluo raised his small face, a stubborn face.

Wen Ruolan stood up and stepped back to Dongfang Yi: "what should I do?"

Dongfang Yi looks at her jokingly: "what's wrong? How many people in the world want to have a relationship with the cloud family? Is it appropriate for Miss Yun to be so sincere and refuse? "

Wen Ruolan frowned: "you go out! We're both whispering. "