The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

"Drink, drink, have a look. Do you like the taste? If you don't like it, just tell your grandfather, and he'll make it for you in a different way. " Anshun concerned about the difference on the pro automatic hand feed.

Wen Ruolan had no idea what happened, but he had to take a small sip with a spoon. Before he could swallow it, he heard Anshun recite: "women's bodies are precious. After each time, they have to be well bred and recuperated for a few days. Our master is very energetic, and some unexpected things can be borne more by him."

This swallow of blood makes Wen Ruolan burst into tears. It happens that Dongfang Yi comes in.

"Go ahead, amber."

Anshun saw the master coming, and he was even more elated: "yes, I'll go and bring the master's soup."

Wen Ruolan finally swallowed it, patted her chest with her hand, and almost choked to death. The meaning of Anshun was almost clear. She was unjustly killed.

Dongfang Yi takes a look at the blood swallow in the stewing cup, raises his robe and sits beside him: "promising."

Wen Ruolan is not easy to calm down the mood, suddenly and impetuous, what do you think? I think I haven't eaten such a Golden Swallow, but I'm not excited to choke, right? It is clear that.

Clear throat: "poor birth, no knowledge."

Holding the stew cup sitting at the table, began to drink like a decent, beauty saint, do not drink white do not drink!

Anshun came in with the stew cup again. At a glance, she saw Wen Ruolan sitting next to the ice basin. Without saying a word, she put down the stew cup and directly picked it up. The ice basin was placed in the window. When the wind came in, she had to skim the ice basin. It was cool and not cold.

Put back: "master, drink soup first, prepare lunch there, and send it later."

Dongfang Yi gives a hum, and Anshun quits immediately.

Came to the table, opened the stew cup, face immediately stiff.

Wen Ruolan raised her eyelids and looked over, with a sort of schadenfreude smile: "how? What's going on? "

Dongfang Yi puts on the stew cup. What does Anshun want?

Shuangbian Dabu soup! Wen Ruolan is so familiar with herbs that he can't admit anything wrong from the taste alone. He is very happy to see Dongfang Yi's ears are red. He can't look at his bowl of blood swallow any more.

Drink with pride and look at Dongfang Yi with provocation. That's too obvious. Drink by yourself. Do you drink? Ha ha ha! It's not enough to be angry without laughing three times.

Dongfang Yi opens the stew cup and slowly picks up the spoon: "you are the only woman in a hundred Li area. It's not a loss after drinking."

Pop! Wen Ruolan quickly grabbed the lid and covered the stew cup. Her face was tight and she said: "don't pull me on the back! It's down

Dongfang Yi reaches over the back of Wen Ruolan's hand, rubs her delicate skin with his thumb, and smiles: "so you know what this is?"

"I don't know!" Wen Ruolan put out another hand to grab it.

Where is Dongfang Yi willing to let her succeed? He reaches out his hand and grabs the person directly. He puts it on his leg and looks at her earlobe with a smile: "Anshun has been worried for many years. It's understandable that this soup may have kept him up all night. How can he fail?"

Wen Ruolan's earlobe quickly covered with a thin layer of powder, turned his face and showed his fierce light: "Dongfang Yi, you still want to bully me, don't you?"

When it comes to the end, my eyes are red.

Dongfang Yi straightened his back and immediately released his hand: "well, it's just a joke. I can't use it now."

Wen Ruolan stared at the stew Cup: "he asked what to do?"

"What do you want me to say?" Dongfang Yi has a deeper smile in his eyes. After last night, Wen Ruolan is no longer what he used to be, and he is not Dongfang Yi.

Wen Ruolan raised his legs and left. He thought too much about his routine.

Although the courtyard is not big, it has everything. The corner of the west wall is the well platform. Next to the well platform is a cluster of purple bamboo. My carriage stops next to the purple bamboo.

The yard is clean and tidy. Close to the wall in the East is a row of newly built small mud stoves for boiling medicine. The flame in the stoves is weak. It's obvious that they are afraid of cracks when the heat is too fast.

I got on the carriage and sighed at the messy herbs I hit. I sat down beside and began to sort out the herbs. I sorted them out one by one and put them aside.

Anshun came to the room with his food box, and saw the master alone, which made him a little uneasy. In his eyes, the little master was probably pregnant with the little master. How could Mrs. Gong disappear in a twinkling of an eye?

"Amber." Dongfang Yi makes a sound.

"The old slave is here." Anshun quickly takes his mind and comes to Dongfang Yi.

"If LAN is thin skinned, what's more, coming to Longhe has something to do with the royal doctor's family. Don't be too deliberate." Dongfang Yi said, raising his eyelids: "Anfeng is really the person around the prince."

Anshun nodded: "what the master said is that it's reasonable for the little master to be thin skinned, but the cold and heat of medicinal materials are different. I'm afraid it's bad for me to contact them often, or let a few people who know the medical skills come to help me?"

"No, she likes to save people. She has a temper against it." Dongfang Yi shakes his head and laughs. Anshun is shocked by his expression, and he is about to shed tears.

Since he was a child, the master had a cold look. Every time he took him out from the wolves, he was covered with blood, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes. He had never seen the master smile so comfortably.

Now that the master has spoken, he can't go too far. After he has collected his mind, he remembers an Feng and can't help asking: "can people catch the living?"

"Well, let Roland let it go." Dongfang Yi got up and said, "I'll ask her to come back for dinner."

Anshun's hand holding the side of the plate, can't help but use some strength, he didn't hear wrong, finally caught Lin Anfeng, but was released by the small Lord, this in the end should say that she is kind or she doesn't know the importance? After all, it's not easy to catch the prince.

Slowly stop, make up one's mind must cleverly say to the small Lord, said, the benevolence of women can't have, really can't let the small Lord back to the house, some people serve and some people protect, still can't cause trouble.

The sound of footsteps interrupts Anshun's mind. Looking back at the picture of the master holding the little master, he is reluctant to send the little master away. If the master is happy, he will be happy. It's OK to let Lin Anfeng go.

"Put me down." Wen Ruolan was still holding a handful of herbs in his hand and grinding his teeth: "what do you want grandfather an to think of me?"

Anshun lowered his head and couldn't help laughing. He was really thin skinned and liked.

Since I'm afraid of being seen by others, I'll pretend to be blind. I'll turn around and fiddle with the dishes on the table, thinking that I should make something better next time. I'm a little skinny and have a fair complexion, but after conditioning, I'll be astonished.

"Grandfather Ann." Wen Ruolan put down the herbs and came over: "I'll do it."

Anshun quickly waved his hand: "I'll be happy if I eat more. I don't need to do these rough jobs myself."

Wen Ruolan shrugged awkwardly and sat on the stool beside him.

Dongfang Yi sat down and handed over his chopsticks: "when you're full, you should be busy. It's true to eat more."

Wen Ruolan gives Dongfang Yi a white eye when Anshun doesn't pay attention. He doesn't explain. He does!