The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Nameless watched sun's mother-in-law come in with Ruirui in her arms. Behind her, two nannies were holding their own little masters. The three children sat together in the shape of powder carved jade.

Come over and bend over to hold Ruirui up.

Wen Ruolan pursed the corners of his lips, not a good look at him, but happened to see the nameless pet's eyes, he looked at Ruirui, let Wen Ruolan breathe.

"It's time for enlightenment." Nameless looking at the clever nest in his arms of the little guy, to such a sentence.

Sun's mother-in-law laughed: "Wang Ye is eager for his son to become a dragon. My son is still young, and the enlightenment is early."

Nameless did not answer, but holding Ruirui turned and sat on the chair of the window, put Ruirui Rui on his leg and sat down. He picked up his pen and wrote Rui on the paper. After writing, he picked up: "this is your name."

Ruirui stares at the big eyes like black grapes. He is totally confused. He reaches out his little hand and grabs it directly. But he doesn't catch it. He is in a hurry. His little face turns red and he is about to stand up with his nameless clothes.

Wen Ruolan saw that he was teasing his son with a piece of paper. How could he bear it? In the past, he took the child over and put it in his arms: "the child is still young. Don't you want to break his leg if you ask him to stand up?"

Nameless touched his nose, but he didn't speak.

Rui Rui lies in Wen Ruolan's arms, looks up at her, looks at her and cries out, so wronged.

"Ruirui doesn't cry. My mother will give you something funny." Wen Ruolan used to pick up a small rattle, and Ruirui pushed it away. People didn't want it.

Take a ball again, Ruirui push away as usual, looking at the nameless paper on the table, tears fall down one by one.

Nameless raised eyelids, fundus more smile, picked up the paper to get up, handed to Ruirui.

Ruirui grabs the paper and sends it directly to his mouth without saying a word. This irritates Wen Ruolan and raises his head: "are you crazy? Such a young child knows how to eat! "

When nameless realized this, he was obviously a little panicked, but Wen Ruolan was also quick and grabbed the paper and threw it aside.

Ruirui still wants to cry. Sun's mother-in-law reaches out her hand and hands ruiruirui a little tiger pillow. Ruirui holds the pillow and finally stops crying. However, she refuses to let Wen Ruolan hold it. She turns to sun's mother-in-law's arms and lets Wen Ruolan not come back.

Originally thought not, met to be close, the result was nameless to stir, Wen Ruolan is really angry.

Nameless see wenruolan face is not good, turned and left.

"Wang Ye is also a good tempered man." The granddaughter-in-law came to make it over: "where can a father have a mother's heart? Our Lord is also a beautiful experience."

Wen Ruolan, a little embarrassed, turned around and said, "mother sun, what does Ruirui eat now?"

"It's better for the lady. Ruirui can eat some rice paste and some noodle soup. Miss, is the milk all back?" Look at Wen Ruolan.

Wen Ruolan nodded: "originally thought not to take some medicine to urge."

Grandmother-in-law quickly waved her hand: "we can't, we can't, we can't make it easy. Besides, it's better. You see, we're not a little weaker than these two masters."

Wen Ruolan sits by the bed and looks at her two children. Nianer is more than a month older than ruiruirui, and the child is full-term. By comparison, she can't see that ruiruirui was born in less than a month. As for Yunwu, the little girl is very delicate, and her big eyes are watery and pretty. She wears pink satin clothes on her body, and can't help pinching while her little face is white.

"Is Wu Er still silent?" Wen Ruolan asked.

Granddaughter-in-law sighed: "who said no, miss Wuer is good at everything, but she doesn't cry or make noise. After so long, she hasn't heard a word."

Wen Ruolan stretched out her hand to cloud Dance: "come on, let your aunt hold you."

Cloud dance looked at her, for a long time unexpectedly pursed a small buttock to climb over, next to the nanny quickly holding cloud dance to the arms of Wen Ruolan.

The little guy is sitting in his arms. He is not good, but Wen Ruolan can't bear it. She wanted to show Yunwu what's wrong, and finally sighed: "it's too small. It's bigger."

"You can say, miss, it's too small for medicine." Sun's mother-in-law is also afraid that Wen Ruolan will prescribe a prescription for her child. She will not say whether she can eat it or not. After all, she is still a suckling child.

Wen Ruolan asked the two nannies a few words, and the nannies all answered in a straight line, and finally let the granddaughter-in-law take them back.

When he came back, his little face was full of joy: "Miss, I have news."

Wen Ruolan raised her eyes: "where?"

"In the palace." Ba Liang took out a bamboo tube to deliver the message: "here, Chen ADA said it was sent by the Empress Dowager."

Without saying a word, Wen Ruolan took it and opened it. The letter inside was poured out and pinched in his hand. His hands were shaking slightly. When he opened it, a line of small words came into his eyes: "it's hard to tell whether it's true or not. We're safe."

With only ten words, Wen Ruolan's heart relaxed. It's good to be safe. It doesn't matter whether it's true or not. Suddenly, she remembered that the eight kings rushed to the emperor. The Empress Dowager didn't mention it. Doesn't she know?

Got up and wrote a few words to Ba Liang: "send them to the Empress Dowager as soon as possible."

Eight Liang turned and went out.

******

Yandu, Imperial Palace, imperial study.

Dongfang Yi picks up the memorial of the eight kings, opens it, looks at it and puts it aside.

"What? Don't you think it's an opportunity? " Dongfang Yuhong had already read the memorial in the early Dynasty. Seeing that Dongfang Yi had no response at all, he even ignored it. He gave a cold hum in his heart.

Dongfang Yi picked up the next memorial book and opened it. He was instructed by cinnabar and said casually, "how can I know if you can let go of people?"

Dongfang Yuhong's face turned black with anger, but what they said was right. It was Dongfang Yi who wanted him. Was Dongfang Yi right when he read the memorial? Or no?

"Dongfang Yun is born to be anti bony and self respecting. Am I afraid of him?" Dongfang Yuhong's cold voice.

Dongfang Yi raised his eyelids: "that is not to let go."

"I'm afraid you don't want to go yourself." Dongfang Yuhong said such a sentence, turned and left.

Dongfang Yi looks at his back as he leaves, lightly hooks the corner of his lips, lowers his head and continues to read the memorial.

Andrea was waiting on the side, looking at the end of the memorial, and hot tea on the ground: "prince, yesterday Princess Chen and the Empress Dowager came, you asked the slave to go back and say today is over."

"OK, let the imperial dining room prepare some food and drink, and send them directly to the Empress Dowager's Longevity Palace." Dongfang Yi put the finished Memorial aside. When Naxi came to the next book, he paused a little: "remember if the Empress Dowager and Princess Chen like it."

"Yes, I'll do it now." Andrea was ordered to go out.

Dongfang Yi put down his cinnabar pen and frowned slightly: "it seems that Dongfang Yun can't hold his breath. Is there any change in Bazhou?"

I knead my eyebrows in my wheelchair. It's been a long time. I don't know how I've prepared.

Just at this time, a figure appeared, and Dongfang Yi said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

"Cinnabar went back to mianyuelou, and sent the killer to southern Xinjiang." It was Anshun who was not the other person. Anshun looked at the person in the wheelchair and said, "mianyuelou shouldn't get involved!"

Dongfang Yi looks at Anshun and says, "do you think I want mianyuelou to be involved in it?"