The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

When Wen Ruolan wakes up, Dongfang Yi is sitting on the couch playing chess.

Hearing the movement, he raised his head and looked away indifferently.

Wen Ruolan rubbed his head and looked at the surrounding environment. He quickly got up and ran out.

"You want to die?"

Dongfang Yi's voice came coldly. Wen Ruolan turned his head and looked at him slowly as if he had been nailed to the ground: "do you know?"

"Shouldn't you know? You want to die for my mother's concubine, Wen Ruolan. They all say that a woman's ruthlessness is the most hurtful. But you will pinch me to death. Do you think I'm a piece on this chessboard, at your disposal? "

Pop!

The chessboard was smashed by Dongfang Yi, and the pieces were flying.

Wen Ruolan trembles with fright, blinks her eyes, and suddenly she is wronged. She turns her mouth to hold her tears and stares at Dongfang Yi.

Dongfang Yi gets off the couch, goes to the table and sits down. He reaches for his tea and sips it quietly. People can't see any emotion. But Wen Ruolan knows that he is angry and very angry.

After struggling for a long time, he walked over and stood beside him: "Dongfang Yi, I didn't want to use you as a chess piece, and I didn't dare. I just think it's the best way to get the best of both worlds."

"The best of both worlds?" Dongfang Yi smiles so much that he reaches out his finger and flicks it gently along Wen Ruolan's facial features: "it's true that you have the best of both worlds, but you are sent back to yaolu. Because of your method, Huanxi may have died!" Said the last few words, tone in vain, Wen Ruolan tears came out.

Dongfang Yi squeezed her chin so hard that she almost crushed her jaw: "what am I? cold-blooded? You women are really amazing. Wen Ruolan, you can die for the sake of those people in the Wen family. Why should Huanxi die? Do you think I'll be sad? Would I be grateful? I'll tell you! can't! I won't! "

Wen Ruolan watched Dongfang Yi gush blood lines from the corner of his mouth. The red is shocking. He instinctively reaches out his hand and hugs him tightly.

"Dongfang Yi, I'm wrong. I'm wrong."

The body in his arms was as hard as a piece of wood. Wen Ruolan felt that his body was cold and trembling slightly.

Wen Ruolan could only hold him tighter and hold back tears: "don't be angry, OK? If you have a headache, I'll die. Dongfang Yi, I'm not sure that person will come to kill you. Don't scare me, don't scare me. "

The cold hum of Dongfang Yi came from his head.

Wen Ruolan raised his head, blinked his eyes like ink lotus, and held back his tears: "I... by the way, the great monk said that if you have guixidan, you will give it to Huanxi. I'll go now, I'll save Huanxi, and you'll wait for me to save her."

Wen Ruolan turns his head and runs out. His body is pulled back. This time, Dongfang Yi holds her in his arms. His body is still stiff, and his shaking is even worse.

"Don't go."

Wen Ruolan is a little out of breath. If she doesn't know that Dongfang Yi is afraid and is afraid of her own death, she won't believe it.

He rubbed his chest like a fag.

Small action successfully pleased him, a little relaxed: "don't worry, Zhou Butong will save Huanxi."

Wen Ruolan was so sad that he couldn't breathe. After choking for a long time, he said, "Huanxi can't die. If you die, I will kill you. Dongfang Yi, you just killed me. You scared me to death."

Dongfang Yi doesn't speak. He wants to pick her up.

Wen Ruolan shook his head: "don't try hard, the back injury is not good."

"You know you care about me?" Dongfang Yi gives up the idea of holding her up, but holds her hand, takes her to the bed, presses her shoulder and lets her sit down.

Squatting down and looking up at her: "Wen Ruolan, I've died once."

Wen Ruolan blinks her eyes hard. She doesn't know what Dongfang Yi means, or she can't believe what Dongfang Yi says.

"I died at the foot of Qishan mountain, but when I woke up, I went back to March this year. This year, I was seriously ill and almost died." Dongfang Yi shook his head as if he didn't believe it and laughed at himself: "according to the time, I will still die at the foot of Qishan on the eighth day of September in two years' time. Everyone around me will die one by one."

Wen Ruolan opened her mouth. What else can she say? What else can you say?

"I don't even know who wants to kill me and live a new life. I want to change my fate, but I don't even know who wants to kill me, so I have to go step by step and make no mistakes, you know?"

Dongfang Yi's eyes have a soft desire to be accepted and recognized.

Wen Ruolan couldn't ignore the look and put out his hand to caress his cheek: "did you meet me in your previous life? What is our relationship? "

"I didn't meet you, so of all the people, you are the safest for me, because you never hurt me." Dongfang Yi laughs at himself again.

This smile let Wen Ruolan nose acid, twist his face: "well, don't make me happy, you hit things as soon as you get angry, the violence scared to death."

"No, from now on, you are your own. Don't think about dying. I see too many people dying around me. I don't want you to die, eh?" Dongfang Yi said, reaching out and gently clasping Wen Ruolan's waist: "you can't die. No one is allowed to die. If you want everyone to live, you have to fight for something."

Wen Ruolan put his hand around his head and put it in his arms: "I know, I understand."

Dongfang Yi is not talking. He leans in Wen Ruolan's arms like a child. The two people's pictures are frozen. For a long time, Wen Ruolan pushes him away in a panic.

Dongfang Yi looks at her.

Wen Ruolan leaned over and lay down in his ear: "are you not afraid of Yingwei? That's bad. "

Dongfang Yi, amused by her, got up and sat down beside the bed: "do you think I will let her go back alive after listening to the wind coming to the foot of Qishan?"

"No! I'll kill her. " Wen Ruolan clenched his fist with great momentum.

"You're such an interesting person." Dongfang Yi said, patting the bed: "sleep, Zhou Butong said you can't be tired."

Wen Ruolan had never been so clever. He went straight to bed and lay down. He said, "is the great monk going to return to secular life?"

"Well, if you don't return to secular life, how can you kill people?" Dongfang Yi says half true and half false, reaches for the quilt to cover her, and picks up the fan.

Wen Ruolan held his hand: "don't you have to sleep?"

"I'm hurt. Can I sleep?" Dongfang Yi leaned over her ear and whispered: "it seems that the wound will take a long time to heal. Will you be anxious?"

Wen Ruolan covered his face with two hands: "well, I fell asleep. I fell asleep. Don't talk."

Dongfang Yi smiles happily, as if he was not the one who beat the table and smashed the chessboard just now. Pu fan fanned the wind slowly and looked at the back of Wen Ruolan's head, but his smile didn't spread.

"Master, I got it." Liuzi's voice came.

Wen Ruolan opened her eyes and turned over: "Dongfang Yi, don't show up."

Dongfang Yi put down the Pu fan: "sleep, I have a sense of propriety."

Wen Ruolan reached for his arm and said seriously, "no! She's good at using poison. You're not allowed to see if you're hurt. "

"Put it in the blacksmith's stove and nail the lute bone." Dongfang Yi pauses: "what happened to Huanxi?"

"It doesn't matter. The effect of Guixi pill won't pass until tomorrow. The national teacher says it's OK." Liuzi said that he wanted to go.

"Wait a minute." Wen Ruolan had already got up. Looking at Dongfang Yi's eyes, she said in a soft voice: "I have something to say. Can I say it?"