The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Anfeng some anxious raised his head: "Anfeng guardian, nature is the master."

Rong Yifei wants to hit the wall. He wants to kick Anfeng. This boy is not the material of Yingwei at all. What's the use of good Kung Fu? The head is full of grass!

Wen Ruolan's cold little face couldn't see any emotion. She took a light look at an Feng: "you should be a bodyguard, not a shadow guard."

Brilliant! Rong Yifei nodded his head with approval. It was a subconscious action, but it fell into Wen Ruolan's eyes.

"And you?" Wen Ruolan's tone is lengthened. Naturally, what he asks is Rong Yifei.

Rong Yifei's head is lower: "the shadow guard is the master's shadow guard, and people are the master's people. As long as they are the protection people explained by the master, they are the master of Rong Yifei."

Wen Ruolan poured a cup of tea and pushed it to the table: "Rong Yifei, drink tea."

"I dare not." Rong Yifei didn't look up from the beginning to the end. When he heard that he was allowed to drink tea, he immediately replied.

"I'll let you drink it?" Wen Ruolan holds his cheek with one hand, and his eyes are much more gentle. An Feng's face is a little sad. His answer is clearly right.

Rong Yifei lowers his head, suddenly takes his hand and holds the teacup directly. Quick Wen Ruolan doesn't see what's going on. The teacup has been taken by Rong Yifei, and he drinks it all in one gulp.

"Anfeng, go out."

An Feng lost his soul and looked at Rong Yifei. He was only on duty for two days. However, two days later, there was a big event. Seeing that Rong Yifei didn't respond, he had to quit and stand at the door.

Rong Yifei is as calm as a drum.

Wen Ruolan raised her hand to look at her slender fingers and said, "Rong Yifei, is the tea good?"

Rong Yifei only feels that his throat is tight. This tea is not bad, but he shouldn't drink it. If the host knows, he is afraid that his shadow guard will be finished.

"All doctors are good at poison." Wen Ruolan finished, gave himself a cup of tea, sipped a mouthful and no longer spoke.

Rong Yifei looks up at Wen Ruolan. Is this more clear? The tea I just drank is poisonous.

Wen Ruolan just saw Rong Yifei's appearance. His slender eyes are really thin. If he doesn't try to open his eyes, no one else will want to see his pupils. His eyebrows are sparse and yellow. His face is very long, and his face is yellow with a little white.

Ugly, it's really ugly!

"Rong is loyal. Even if Miss Wen wants to die next time, she should let me know." Rong Yifei hung his head, as if waiting for a sentence, but he was not satisfied. He was the ninth Prince's man. Even though she was spoiled again, she had never been the master mother. What's more, how could the ninth Prince's concubine be her?

But he hit the edge of the knife.

"You can go out and ask for help immediately with all your strength." Wen Ruolan held his cheek in one hand: "maybe the royal doctor can save lives."

"Miss Wen let me die. Even if I was lucky enough to save myself, my master would let me die. So it's Miss Wen who let me die, and it's only Miss Wen who let me live." Rong Yifei said, slowly got up, this stand up, stand out a proud.

Wen Ruolan's eyes are full of praise. She is smart and aware of current affairs. The most important thing is her loyalty. Of course, she is not loyal to herself.

"Didn't you just say I was the master?"

Rong Yifei didn't speak.

"In this way, if I give you a chance, I can save your life. But if you want to be my real person from now on, you can't reveal my whereabouts to Dongfang Yi. Can you do it?" Wen Ruolan took it out and put a medicine bottle on the table with him.

Rong Yifei shakes her head: "Miss Wen, Rong Yifei is not talented. She is respected by her master and becomes a shadow guard. She will never betray her master in her whole life."

Wen Ruolan took the medical book and looked through it under the light. She didn't want to talk.

Rong Yifei stood in front of him like a javelin. His face was a bit determined to die.

The stalemate lasted for a long time. Wen Ruolan poured another cup of tea and pushed it over.

Rong Yifei came forward without hesitation, took it up and drank it directly. When he put down the tea cup, he said: "Miss Xie Wen."

Wen Ruolan raised his eyebrows: "let you die, you thank me?"

"Yes, my subordinates are derelict in their duties. They shouldn't sleep lazily, they shouldn't talk about right and wrong behind their backs, and they shouldn't cheat Miss Wen." Rong Yifei clasped his fist: "even if he died, he died because he was not loyal to his duty. He had nothing to do with the girl."

Wen Ruolan snorted coldly and continued to read.

An Feng, who had witnessed all this outside, was stupid. He didn't expect that the beautiful woman would raise her hand and kill her invisible. Her hair would stand up behind her.

Little by little, Wen Ruolan was so sleepy that he couldn't help fighting and yawned: "now that I'm so tired, I have to rest."

Rong Yifei retreated.

Seeing him at the door, Wen Ruolan twisted his eyebrows and said, "go back and tell Dongfang Yi that I don't need people like you around. Anfeng is enough."

An Feng's brain is blank.

"Yes, sir." Rong Yifei leaves quickly.

Wen Ruolan's tired face swept by, and his voice condensed: "Anfeng, do you want to go or stay?"

Anfeng immediately knelt down on one knee: "brother Hua said that Anfeng is the master, Anfeng has only one master."

Wen Ruolan knew that an Feng was sent by Hua Wuying, and he nodded: "go to prepare the car, let's go to Longhe."

"Yes." Anfeng went to prepare immediately.

Wen Ruolan slightly clenched his fist and covered up all his emotions. Rong Yifei couldn't help himself for the time being. On the contrary, an Feng was more secure. He packed some clothes, wrapped a small cloth bag on his body, hung up the needle bag, and then picked up the pen and paper and left a letter.

Ready, Anfeng has come back: "master, ready."

Wen Ruolan pushed open the door and came out, lowering his voice: "follow me."

Less than an hour later, Wen Ruolan had taken all the herbs stored at home to the carriage, and raised his legs to get on the carriage: "go, the faster the better."

When the carriage leaves wenjiacun, not far away Rong Yifei stands by, while Dongfang Yi looks dignified.

"Don't you know you're not poisoned?"

Rong Yifei knelt down on one knee: "you know, Miss Wen, I'm not prepared for the first cup of tea. The second cup of tea is really non-toxic. She just wants us to be loyal to her."

Dongfang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly: "your choice."

"Rong Yifei has only one master in his heart, but..."

Dongfang Yi tilts his head and glances at Rong Yifei.

Rong Yifei gently took a breath: "the top priority is to ensure the safety of the girl."

Dongfang Yi turns and leaves directly.

Rong Yifei is far behind Wen Ruolan's carriage.

He didn't say that although Wen Ruolan didn't have a good way to defend himself, he didn't admire such a woman. Longhe, that's his hometown.

In the carriage, Wen Ruolan was really sleepy and couldn't open her eyes. She fell asleep directly on the small table.

The carriage became slower and slower. At last, an Feng got out of the carriage and stopped by the side of the road.

Rong Yifei's figure flashed in front of an Feng.

An Feng stepped back to protect the carriage: "Rong Yifei, why are you here?"

Rong Yifei took a deep look at Anfeng and turned to leave.

At that moment, it seemed that he could see through people's soul. An Feng's face was a little black, and he lowered his voice: "don't try to touch her hair. Don't forget that Hua Wuying is the first person in Dayan kingdom!"

"You are not stupid, Anfeng. I hope you are not blind." Rong Yifei uses the secret language to transmit the sound. An Feng has a flying knife in his hand. He just hesitates for a moment. Rong Yifei has long disappeared.

Looking back at the carriage, Anfeng jumped on the shaft and closed his eyes.