The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Wen Ruolan checked the stove and could use it tomorrow morning. That is to say, if he wanted to cook medicine and save people, he could turn it on immediately.

While there is still a little time, she will put out all her energy to get things done. In this way, although she can't get away from it, her parents' life will be carefree.

The most important thing is that he can put forward conditions, and Dongfang Yi must protect them as long as he wants to do so.

Ignoring Dongfang Yi, he goes back to the room, bolts the door from the inside and sits in front of the desk. When the pen and paper are ready, he starts to work.

As for the sleeve arrow, Wen Ruolan is not new to her, but she is also not familiar with it. Her impression is that when she went on a tour, the guide introduced her. She pondered for many days and finally recalled every detail that the guide said.

Bronze body, butterfly plate and spring are very demanding. Explosive force needs spring, and control needs butterfly plate. This is the most basic.

There are many kinds of sleeve arrows, such as one shot single sleeve arrow, continuous shot plum sleeve arrow, and a variant version of crossbow, monthly meteor arrow. All these require a very strict requirement, that is, size.

Dongfang Yi is sitting in the yard. When he looks up, he can see Wen Ruolan. This reminds him of his days in yaolu. During that time, he was sitting in the yard, cooking tea and reading books, occasionally playing chess. He would always see Wen Ruolan busy. At that time, her eyes were smiling, not like later. Later, her eyes were on guard.

Watching her throw the paper away, not only frown, but Dongfang Yi knows that she must not be good at it, but forces herself to achieve her goal.

Anshun came over: "master, dinner is ready."

"No hurry." Dongfang Yi looks up. She is serious and certainly hates being disturbed. He doesn't want to be hated by Wen Ruolan. At least he can't be more.

Anshun also saw, very distressed: "master, Miss Wen is a woman, the body is weak, hungry."

Dongfang Yi gets up and goes to the kitchen. Anshun is so scared that she follows him. As soon as she gets to the door, she sees Dongfang Yi with a dagger in her hand, dealing with a pheasant. Does Miss Wen like pheasants? Anshun regrets not doing it.

Deal with it, turn it over and bake it, only put some salt.

"Master, I'll do it." Anshun where has seen the master into the kitchen, you know, gentleman far cook but ancient Maxim.

Dongfang Yi saw that it was about to be baked. Then he got up and took the dish. Under Anshun's gaze, he tore off the chicken legs and cut them into small pieces one by one.

Anshun

With a plate of delicious chicken, instead of knocking at the door, Dongfang Yi stops at the window, reaches for the plate and puts it next to the table.

Wen Ruolan did not notice.

Dongfang Yi's eyes fall on Wen Ruolan's drawing on the paper. There is no way to describe the helplessness in his eyes. He turns and leaves.

Anshun didn't know what was going on, so he had to light a lot of lanterns in the courtyard.

Wen Ruolan took a pen and dipped it in ink. He smelled the smell of meat, and his stomach immediately growled. When he saw the food on the plate, he took it over and took it to his mouth one by one.

Dongfang Yi almost rushes over directly. He can't help but hear Wen Ruolan exclaim: "I know what's going on!"

Left the meat on the plate, some people began to draw on the table, and the action was faster and faster.

Dongfang Yi really wants to tell him that the only thing he has ever seen is a dart box instead of a sleeve arrow. As long as you control it properly, you can fire concealed weapons when you shake hands, so many people have seen it.

Late at night to the twilight, wenruolan finally can't hold on, lying on the table.

Dongfang Yi puts down his tea cup and walks in. He holds people up and puts them on the bed. Then he goes to sit in Wen Ruolan's original position and smiles helplessly when he picks up the pictures. But his smile is solidified in the corner of his mouth. When he looks back at Wen Ruolan, his eyes are very hot.

What kind of woman is she? I'm afraid the state of Dayan can't find a second one.

If Dongfang Yi suspected that Wen Ruolan was an expert in the past, this time she absolutely believed that she was smart. She could not see the drawings she had drawn all night and the paper balls she had crumpled all over the floor. Otherwise, her character would be easy.

He picked up a few paper balls and opened them. He was more and more sure that she had never seen the dart box. All of these came up out of thin air, and he just knew the dart box very well, so.

When Dongfang Yi draws pictures, Wen Ruolan sleeps sweetly. The loud crowing of chickens makes her murmur and fall asleep again.

After putting down her pen, Dongfang Yi raises her hand and closes the window. Then she looks back at her scattered hair and sleeps on the quilt. She smiles and shakes her head.

After waking up, Wen Ruolan's mind was blank for a few seconds. She quickly got up and ran to the table. She came up with a more perfect setting, that is, a trigger like thing can be added under the moon chasing arrow.

Seeing the drawing on the table, Wen Ruolan scratched her hair in a daze. Did she finish it by herself? How did you forget?

Taking up the completed sleeve arrow drawing, Wen Ruolan wants to praise herself loudly. Current events create heroes, but for her, pressure creates miracles.

With confidence, I folded the drawing, simply cleaned it up and went to find Dongfang Yi.

At this time, Dongfang Yi is outside, sitting at the table, holding his forehead with one hand and playing with a jade pendant.

Wen Ruolan's eyes shrink for a moment and subconsciously touches his neck. Suddenly, his face looks like a pig's liver. Isn't the jade pendant in Dongfang Yi's hand the warm jade Xu Yifeng gave him? How did it get to him?

"Eat." Dongfang Yi put away the jade pendant and began to eat.

Wen Ruolan walked over and held out his hand: "give it to me!"

"Well?" Dongfang Yi raised his eyelids: "refuse me but keep Xu Yifeng's things. Do you think I will give them to you?"

Wenruolan went to the opposite and sat down.

Anshun immediately came with a water basin and a soft towel: "Miss Wen."

Wen Ruolan takes over the soft towel and wipes her face and hands. After thanking her, she takes a bad look at Dongfang Yi.

"Go down." Dongfang Yi dismisses Anshun and sends the dishes to Wen Ruolan's bowl: "eat more."

"You make me very suspicious of being jealous." Wen Ruolan naturally won't refuse the delicious food. She looks down and eats happily: "there's no need. In my eyes, you and Xu Yifeng are the same people."

"What kind?" Dongfang Yi is so uncomfortable that she has become the same person as Xu Yifeng!

"People who don't feel it." Wen Ruolan swallowed the food in her mouth and raised her head: "because of her good family background, she thinks that women all over the world will like arrogance."

"You don't like it?" Dongfang Yi smiles, but the smile doesn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "or do you not find what you call love? be jealous? Oh, those are the problems that women come out of

Wen Ruolan took a sip of the soup and said, "has anyone ever told you that you can't offend a woman by offending anything?"

"What if I offend you?" As soon as Dongfang Yi's voice fell, the food in front of him suddenly moved. Then, after a rare clatter, Wen Ruolan clapped her hands.

"That's the result. There's no food to eat."

Dongfang Yi suddenly wants to catch someone, at least give her some color to see. Until now, the first person who dares to lift his desk appears! Yes, it's still her! It's always her!