The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Looking at Dongfang Yi holding the quilt outside, Wen Ruolan asked, "aren't you hurt?"

"I tore the robe myself. I'm afraid you won't let me in. It's fake to faint, but I'm really tired, so it's true to fall asleep." Dongfang Yi looks back at her and says, "don't you get angry?"

Wen Ruolan's original heart returned to its original position in an instant. He didn't open his face to complain. He couldn't help but smile at the sound of closing the door. This man is really enough. How can he feel more and more childish?

She wanted to ask, but she didn't think it was necessary. If Bazhou couldn't do without it, he would never appear in the fishing village. The most important thing is that the person who wrote the letter has no face to drive out, right?

Outside, Dongfang Yi lies on her cot, comfortably closes her eyes, and then goes to sleep. For many days, she has never been so relieved. When she goes to bed, she murmurs in her heart that where her daughter-in-law is, it's home.

In the early morning, Wen Ruolan wakes up by the small things in her arms and raises her skirt to feed her. As a result, Ruirui is full and continues to sleep. On the contrary, she can't sleep.

It's strange to stare at the people who are sleeping outside. People who are worried and have been waiting for a long time are around. Instead, they have lost their original thoughts. After such a long time, Wen Ruolan summed up that part of the reason why she left the palace without hesitation was because she was afraid. She was afraid that the women in the palace would be guarding a man's day, Of course, there is also the words of the Empress Dowager. Now, he said that the throne was handed over to eight kings dongfangyun, but she always felt that it was impossible. It was not whether he handed it over to dongfangyun, but whether dongfangyun wanted it or not. They all said that the Throne made the princes flock to it, but she really didn't like that seat, especially her man sitting on it.

Turning over to get up, he hears something moving outside. Wearing his clothes, he comes to the window and sees Dongfang Yi chopping firewood with a pick. He's very strong, and the wooden blocks beside him are stacked neatly.

It was very cold, especially in the early morning, but it seemed that he only wore a thin inner garment, the outer robe was torn, and he didn't see this man with a burden or something.

With a sigh, is the emperor without clothes a little pitiful?

Turning to see the west chamber, Wen Ruolan came out dressed neatly and went to the west chamber. Sure enough, he saw the robe Liu Yuanshan didn't take away from him in the cupboard. Although it was thinner, it could keep out the cold. He didn't dare to do the sewing and mending, not to mention making clothes.

He came out with his robe and went straight to Dongfang Yi. He gave it away: "put it on."

Dongfang Yi is stunned when he sees the robe. When he looks at Wen Ruolan again, his eyes have a sense of examination.

This vision let Wen Ruolan slightly frown, see, he always inadvertently show such an expression, as if he did not say, he can see something from his face.

"Wear it or not? I'll send it back if I don't wear it. " Wen Ruolan said and took back her hand.

Dongfang Yi quickly took the robe and put it on his body. When he raised his hand to fasten the collar button, he said, "if you don't ask yourself, it's stealing. Let your wife be a thief. It's really wrong."

Wen Ruolan wants to give him a slap, bastard man, even said he was a thief? Evil to the edge of the courage of her pick eyebrows: "nothing, Mr. Liu does not care about these, we get along well."

With a click, the pick handle in Dongfang Yi's hand is broken.

Wen Ruolan shakes three steps and goes back to the house triumphantly. When he closes the door, he stares at Dongfang Yi. Is he mean? He says he's a thief? There's not much difference between stealing clothes and stealing people, right? piss you off!

As like as two peas, Wen Ruolan was surprised by the results of his breakfast. The hills were stacked in the yard, and trained with regularity and length.

Besides, Dongfang Yi, sitting on a low stool, actually uses a dagger in his hand. The dagger that cuts iron like mud has become an axe to cut wood.

Without looking back, Dongfang Yi seemed to have eyes on the back of his head and said, "is all the firewood due to him?"

Wen Ruolan raised her hand, rubbed her chin and cleared her throat: "no, it's another person."

It's obvious that Dongfang Yi's attack speed is faster. The wood is a little crooked and is still on the ground. Then he suddenly gets up.

Wen Ruolan thought that he would come and question. As a result, he was pushed, bent down, picked up the chopped firewood and sent it to the firewood room next to the kitchen.

The servant, with a dark face, kept a basic calm and didn't even look at himself.

Wen Ruolan murmured in his heart that it was boring. He brought a bowl of egg soup into the room to feed Ruirui.

The two of them get along very well. One is blowing with a spoon, the other is waiting with a small mouth open and a small mouth watering. When the egg soup is delivered to her mouth, Ruirui Rui still smiles with her mouth closed after swallowing it, and then continues to wait with her mouth open.

Dongfang Yi washes in cold water. After washing, he hears something moving outside. He hesitates for a moment and goes to the door. He pushes the door open and finds that there is a fishing basket with some fresh fish in it.

Heart is the collapse, because he just hesitated, the result of the fish in, send the fish but no trace!

Carrying the fish basket directly into the house, raised his hand: "who sent this?"

Wen Ruolan was surprised to see the fish basket. All the fish he ate at home were brought by Hao Laohan, but why was no one there? Dongfang Yi obviously didn't see the fish man.

"No one?" Wen Ruolan rubbed the corner of his mouth to Ruirui: "a kind-hearted person."

"Oh." Dongfang Yi puts out the fish basket, gets a basin of water and sits in the yard to deal with the fish.

Wen Ruolan came out with Ruirui in his arms. He was a little angry when he saw him. He was obviously angry with him, but it seemed that he was not angry.

"Don't you ask who they are?" I couldn't help but ask.

Dongfang Yi raises her eyelids and looks at Wen Ruolan: "do you want to block yourself? Even the flowers around me can't escape the word of love. It seems that my wife is really a peach blossom. "

Think about Liu Yuanshan, think about Hao Laohan, Wen Ruolan smile that called a brilliant, turned back to the room: "the food is good, eat."

Dongfang Yi takes care of the fish, washes his hands, goes into the kitchen, carries the food into the room, puts it on the small table, and goes to get the dishes and chopsticks.

This kind of Dongfang Yi makes Wen Ruolan feel a little strange. How can we say that the two people's identities have changed, or that Dongfang Yi's daughter-in-law feels angry.

After dinner, Dongfang Yi goes to brush the dishes as usual. After finishing, he cleans up the snow in the yard. In the morning, the whole yard is clean. Not to mention, the plum tree has been built. The originally free-growing plum tree has become quite tall and straight, and some of its branches have been repaired.

Wen Ruolan was a little disappointed when she thought that eight Liang would be back today. She wanted to trouble Qiao to buy some cotton padded clothes for Dongfang Yi.

For two days in a row, the delivery of fish at the door never stops, but Dongfang Yi just doesn't see who it is. He's a bit depressed. He decides to catch this guy who has nothing to do with his hospitality, so he lost sleep that night.

I couldn't sleep. It happened that on the third day, the fish man didn't come. He came in with a carriage. As soon as he entered the door, he ran in happily: "Miss, I found out that my uncle has fallen down."

He was almost choked to death. Looking at Dongfang Yi who was sitting there drinking tea, he rubbed his eyes: "Wang, Wang Ye, no, No Eight Liang reaction came over, directly knelt down: "maidservant to the emperor please."