The Female Cannon Fodder Is Highly Poisonous

Of course Ruan Tang was not angry with the little princess, she just took the opportunity to beat the little princess.

"Where did brother go?" Ruan Tang asked.

The little princess nuzzled: "I'm asleep, my brother is sleepy."

Ruan Tang glanced at Wen Jingyu: "I'm going to see An An, don't be tired from driving all the way."

"Let's go together."

Wen Jingyu carried the little princess and Ruan Tang to Xiao Shizi's room together, the servant who was taking care of Xiao Shizi was looking out anxiously, looked at the two of them, and immediately said: "Your Highness, son-in-law, Xiao Shizi has a fever."

Ruan Tang strode in immediately, raised his hand to touch Xiaoshizi's forehead, it was really hot.

"Take Huanhuan out, I'll see here..."

"Aniang, I won't leave, I want to watch my brother!" The little princess had already got off Wen Jingyu's legs and crawled to the side of the bed.

Ruan Tang glanced at Wen Jingyu reproachfully, and Wen Jingyu showed a helpless expression. At this time, the little princess who always loves to be active and restless has already climbed onto the bed, and is covering her brother with a quilt with strange movements.

"Forget it, I'll go get some medicine."

Since meeting the genius doctor, Ruan Tang has kept in touch with the genius doctor and helped the old genius doctor compile a medical classic.

She has learned a lot, and she will occasionally reveal something different from ordinary people, and no one will doubt it.

Wen Jingyu: "I'm here, don't worry."

...

In the evening, Jiang Weilan went outside Wen's house again.

This house has existed for a long time. When Qianji Pavilion was first established, she thought about buying it as a stronghold of Qianji Pavilion.

But the owner of the house has never been found, and after spending some money, he learned from the people around the county magistrate that the owner of the house is either rich or expensive, and he can't be messed with anyway, and the house can't be sold.

Now that she knows, how can someone like that young man in white need to sell his house!

It's just that I don't know what this young master is doing in Lin County now, whether he is like other upstarts who come to visit the farm for a few days and then leave, or whether he intends to live permanently.

She watched the time outside for a quarter of an hour, and was about to leave when she heard a voice coming from the door.

"Be careful, don't break the copper pot, the master is waiting to eat the hot pot."

A look of surprise appeared on Jiang Weilan's face.

copper pot.

Could it be that her hot pot has become so famous that even people like Mr. Bai Yi come here to eat it?

She couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

If the young man in white likes to eat hot pot, he will definitely be interested in the inventor of the hot pot. Will he take the initiative to find her?

Thinking of this, Jiang Weilan couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

What's the use of being good-looking, not having any talent is the original sin.

She was much better than the woman in the carriage who looked at her gorgeously.

Thinking that the young man in white would soon send someone to inquire about her, or even visit her in person, Jiang Weilan couldn't suppress his inner joy.

She suddenly became interested in this strange and decayed world.

There is also a sense of belonging.

Jiang Weilan left confidently.

Then her every move was reported by the guards to Ruan Tang and Wen Jingyu who were eating hot pot.

The guard specifically pointed to his head: "This subordinate suspects that this woman is not normal here."

It's just that when I heard that hot pot was going to be eaten in the mansion, I just laughed alone for a long time. Is it not that I am mentally incomplete?

"I'm afraid she doubts our identities." Wen Jingyu said.

Ruan Tang glanced at him and teased, "You're wrong, she didn't doubt my identity, he was just curious about you and wanted to know you."

Wen Jingyu: "..."

This is not a joke.

He doesn't want to be abolished!