The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

"You mean that the eastern cloud will cooperate with each other?" Dongfang Yuhong pursed his mouth into a straight line.

Dongfang Yi dropped the cinnabar pen, and the scarlet red on the memorial was dazzling: "you are even thinking about your last son at this time! What else can I do for you? "

Dongfang Yuhong came over and grabbed Dongfang Yi's throat. His voice was hoarse: "believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

"You dare not." Dongfang Yi doesn't hide his feelings. He doesn't open his eyes in contempt: "you are afraid of Wen Ruolan."

Dongfang Yuhong slams his hand away. Dongfang Yi is thrown out of the wheelchair like a paper man. He falls to the ground, and his mouth overflows with blood. He looks at Dongfang Yuhong coldly: "if you want to use me to coerce so many people, you may have miscalculated."

"You want to be clear. I can kill them as easily as I can!" Dongfang Yuhong said, turned and strode away.

After that, Andre Hai, who was outside, rushed in, bent down to hold Dongfang Yi, who was obviously weak, and sat down on the chair. He pushed him into the bedroom: "Lord, why are you suffering? You are weak. Don't fight each other."

Dongfang Yi takes the medicine and takes it. He closes his eyes and doesn't speak.

With a sigh, ande Hai goes to clean up the outside and orders the imperial dining room to make food and drink and send them to Dongfang Yi.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Dongfang Yi opened his eyes: "there is a woman named Wang Xiuer in bawangfu."

"Did the Lord ask the slave to invite her?" It's the first time for Andrea to hear that Wang Rui wants to meet someone.

Dongfang Yi shook his head: "just send me a letter."

He took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Andrea: "you don't have to go in person to avoid suspicion."

"Yes, I know." Andre Hai takes the letter and holds it in his arms. He stands by to watch Dongfang Yi eat. He wants to say nothing for several times.

Dongfang Yi picks up the handkerchief next to him, wipes the corner of his mouth and raises his eyelids: "what else

"The old slave brothers want to send King Rui out, but they can't do it. Even if they've tried their best to get you out of the tiger's mouth, will the king like it?" Andrea lowered his voice, word by word.

Dongfang Yi looks up and down at the old Eunuch in front of him.

Andrea fell to his knees in a hurry: "the old slave brothers are grateful to Princess Rui to see the sun again. They really repay their kindness."

"Oh." Dongfang Yi looks back. This woman is really interesting. It seems that she can always do many unexpected things. There are followers in the palace.

When Andrea saw King Rui, he didn't say anything and didn't get up.

"Get up. If I don't leave, the dayanjiang mountain will be in chaos." Dongfang Yi raises his hand. Andre's tears are coming down.

Get up: "Lord, at this time, what are you still thinking about doing?"

"It's not the right time. Wait." Dongfang Yi turns his wheelchair, and Andre Hai comes to push him.

When he came to the Royal Garden, Andrea found a bamboo forest and stopped. At this time, there were withered scenes everywhere, and only this bamboo forest was full of vitality.

"My Lord, your legs..." He went down to find a lot of Royal doctors. Although he said he couldn't learn how to use medicine, he learned a set of techniques of relaxing tendons and activating blood circulation. This is not the first time he mentioned it, but Dongfang Yi doesn't allow anyone to touch his leg.

Dongfang Yi leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes: "no, I'm used to it."

Andrea knew that whatever King Rui wanted to do, he would do it. In addition, he refused to do it. He could only stand aside silently. After all, it's not a good time to send the letter.

All of a sudden, Dongfang Yi opens his eyes. After a light in his eyes, he becomes silent: "Duke Hai, go and get the Buddhist scriptures."

"Yes." Today, Wang Ye was beaten to vomit blood. He was worried and forgot that he always wanted to copy scriptures at this time.

Andrea went to the imperial study in a hurry.

"Come out." The voice is not high or low, slightly lazy.

A red shadow came out of the bamboo forest and stood behind him. His eyes were a little alert and intimate, but they didn't move forward.

"Who are you?" She asked.

Dongfang Yi doesn't look back, but frowns slightly. He doesn't know who he is, so he dares to come? It seems to be urgent. How can such a quick temper work?

"If you don't know, go back." He said.

There was the sound of autumn wind blowing through the bamboo forest, and the breath of two people. For a long time, the woman in red came over and stood opposite Dongfang Yi: "who are you? Why do they appear at the same time? Are you in southern Xinjiang or are you in front of me? "

Her anxious little face turned red. There was too much expectation and uneasiness in Danfeng's eyes, which had been provoked slightly. Finally, in Dongfang Yi's silence, she slowly turned into disappointment and turned around for a moment: "Wen Ruolan is investigating Wang Xiuer. No matter who you are, I don't think she will have an accident, right? If anyone dares to do harm to the eighth prince, I will not show mercy! "

"Don't forget who saved Bawang when he came to Bazhou alive." Dongfang Yi raises his eyelids and looks at the red shadow. He stops his body. He slightly hooks the corners of his lips and says, "cinnabar, don't be enemies and friends."

Looking back, the woman in red looks at Dongfang Yi: "do you know me?"

"Is there any secret between me and him? Can there be a secret? " Dongfang Yi raised his hand and said, "go back. Andre will be back soon."

Andrea had been here long ago, but the red shadow was too conspicuous. When he saw it, he hid himself. When he heard Rui Wang mention his name, he pretended to come out in a hurry, holding the unfinished Scripture in his hand.

"Haigong." Dongfang Yi straightened his posture and burned incense: "have you been thinking about how there are two Rui kings?"

Andrea immediately shook his head: "the old slave is waiting on you, you are king Rui."

The hand holding the pen was slightly tightened, but Dongfang Yi didn't look up and began to copy the Scriptures. Every stroke was strong and firm.

After an hour, put down the pen: "in fact, the truth is not important, the important thing is to do things when you can."

"Lord Rui is right. I'll push you back. It's going to be windy." Andrea put away the Scriptures and came to push the wheelchair.

On the corridor made of bluestone, the wheels are pressing. There is a slight sound in the ears. Dongfang Yi's eyebrows are locked, as if there are many things in his heart.

"Prince Rui, empress Chen and Empress Dowager will be in Yandu in a few days. How do you want to entertain them?" Asked anderhead.

Dongfang Yi raised his hand and rubbed his nose: "look at the emperor's meaning, he is afraid that he is very lonely. Even if the people who come back don't do it for him, he will care about it."

When he got to the door of the imperial study, Dongfang Yi asked, "how many people did you come out of there?"

"Seven." Ande Hai hesitated for a moment, and immediately said: "prosperity is in Qixia palace, Xing'an is in Fengde palace."

Dongfang Yi turns his head slightly and looks in the direction of Fengde palace. That place is even colder than the cold palace. It's full of ups and downs. Who can know what his fate is?

On the official road, horseshoe dada, the Empress Dowager in the carriage showed a tired look on her face. She lowered her head to cover the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a few times. When she saw the blood on the handkerchief, she sighed softly. People, after all, can't survive. She said that she had to keep King Rui and her own Ruolan.

"Mother." Chen imperial concubine is carrying tea to pass over.

The Empress Dowager took it over and put it aside: "you will see the emperor tomorrow. Are you ready?"

"Don't worry, mother. I won't be confused again this time." Chen imperial concubine slightly droops Mou: "he, he has already changed, not worth."