Nongmen doctor girl: It's hard for a good wife to farm

"It's okay, it's okay, you four masters won't mind." Mo Xiaoyun knew what those people were worried about, so he said.

"This..." Those people looked at each other, unable to agree.

"So, if I can defeat one of you, how about you teach me how to practice swords?" Mo Xiaoyun thought to himself, even if he moved out of Feng Xihan, without his approval, it would be difficult for them to agree. It's better to use a radical method.

"Madam Si Dang, we dare not fight with you. If we accidentally hurt you, Si Dang will definitely not spare us."

Mo Xiaoyun raised her head arrogantly, and deliberately provocatively said, "Don't underestimate me, it's not certain whether you can touch the corner of my clothes."

After being told by Mo Xiaoyun, one of the impatient people couldn't hold back, and stood up, "Madam Si, I, Wang Meng, come to learn."

Mo Xiaoyun smiled in satisfaction, looked at Wang Meng, opened his offensive, and hooked his fingers towards him, "Come on."

"The fourth wife offended." After Wang Meng finished speaking, he punched Mo Xiaoyun with his fists in turn.

Wang Meng is tall and big, but he has no brute strength, and his dexterity is not as good as Mo Xiaoyun's three points.

Mo Xiaoyun nimbly avoided Wang Meng's blow, turned around behind him, and punched him in the lower back.

Although she was not as strong as Wang Meng and couldn't confront him with his fists, she could use her strength to fight.

Within five moves, Wang Meng knelt down, panting, and looked at Mo Xiaoyun with admiration in his eyes, "Madam Si, the younger one lost, because the younger one underestimated you."

"It's okay." Mo Xiaoyun stroked him, helped him up, then looked at the other people, and said with a smile, "How? It's time to teach me how to practice swords."

Mo Xiaoyun didn't wait for the affirmative reply from those people, but saw them take a step back one after another, with fearful expressions on their faces, and then went to practice separately.

"Hey, you guys..." Before Mo Xiaoyun finished speaking, Feng Xihan's voice came, "Xiaoyun wants to practice sword? I'll teach you."

Mo Xiaoyun was originally very dissatisfied with Feng Xihan's sudden appearance, but when he heard him teaching her, the cloudy weather suddenly turned clear, and she suddenly turned to look at him, "You taught me what you said, don't go back on your word."

With a smile on the corner of Feng Xihan's mouth, he nodded, "One word from a gentleman is hard to follow."

Mo Xiaoyun's smile became stronger, and he suddenly thought of Fengyang again, and asked, "Why did you come out, who is guarding the head of the family?"

"Second brother is watching."

Mo Xiaoyun nodded when she heard the words, as long as someone guards her, otherwise she is afraid that Fengyang will suffer unbearable pain, and it will be bad if no one knows when she faints.

"Then let's start." Mo Xiaoyun stuffed the sword in Feng Xihan's arms, but was thrown aside by Feng Xihan.

"What are you doing? Don't you need a sword to practice swords?"

"Wang San, go get two wooden swords." Feng Xihan looked at Wang San who was practicing, and ordered.

"Swords have no eyes. If I hurt you, my heart will feel bad. Wooden swords can't hurt people, so it's the most suitable for practicing swords." Feng Xihan looked at Mo Xiaoyun softly and said.

If it was an ordinary woman, she might have been in a state of turmoil, but Mo Xiaoyun didn't buy it at all. Instead, she shuddered and muttered to herself, "It's okay to discharge electricity indiscriminately."

"What is Xiaoyun talking about?" Feng Xihan asked without hearing what Mo Xiaoyun said.

"It's nothing." Mo Xiaoyun shook his head hastily.

Soon, Wang San came back with two wooden swords, "The fourth master."

Feng Xihan took the sword and handed it to Mo Xiaoyun, "You can do whatever I do."

Mo Xiaoyun held the sword and followed Feng Xihan's posture.

"When you draw your sword, you must be fast and precise, use your wrist firmly, and keep your feet steady."

Mo Xiaoyun studied it very seriously, but turned around suddenly while swinging the sword, his feet were unsteady, he lost his center of gravity, and fell towards the ground, "Ah... Mom!"

Mo Xiaoyun closed her eyes tightly as if resigned to her fate.

Feng Xihan quickly grabbed Mo Xiaoyun's white wrist, and pulled her back with a force, so Mo Xiaoyun fell into Feng Xihan's arms, "Are you alright?"

Mo Xiaoyun patted her chest with lingering fear, "It's okay, fortunately, I protected my face."

"Continue." Mo Xiaoyun has developed a strong interest in sword training. She is good at this kind of boxing, but if she encounters someone with a cold weapon, she will have to run away, not to mention that in this dynasty, all of them use cold weapons. weapon.

Mo Xiaoyun's life in the stockade was quite comfortable, but Xiao Wentian at the foot of the mountain was worried about her, so he couldn't sleep for several days.

The whole person was haggard, his eyes were full of red blood, and his eyes were dark blue, and he was blindly looking for Mo Xiaoyun on the street.

"Second brother, I want to ask, have you seen her?" Xiao Wentian took Mo Xiaoyun's painting, entered a restaurant, and asked the waiter.

The shop clerk looked at Xiao Wentian with a look of disgust, and roared angrily, "Hurry up, hurry up, if you don't leave, I'll have someone coax you out. We don't have this person here, and no one has seen it before." drove him away.

"Little brother, please pay more attention." Xiao Wentian was pushed out of the restaurant, and the Danqing painting was also thrown on the ground by him.

Xiao Wentian picked up the painting preciously, and entered the restaurant without giving up, and asked the guest officer who was having dinner, "Excuse me, have you seen her?"

Xiao Wentian walked over to the table and asked, and answered his question with good intentions, and someone called the waiter with disgust on his face, "Xiaoer, what's going on with you, can you let people have a good meal?"

"Hey, you." The waiter hurried over, with a flattering smile on his face, he apologized to the guest officer, called the cook in the shop, and threw Xiao Wentian out, "Don't come again, Otherwise, I will be rude to you."

Xiao Wentian lay on the ground, and was about to get up when he heard a surprised female voice, "Brother Xiao? Why are you here?"

Wang Xiaoling helped Xiao Wentian up, seeing his appearance, her eyes turned red, "Brother Xiao, what's wrong with you? How did you become like this?"

Xiao Wentian brushed Wang Xiaoling's hand away, but did not answer her words, but picked up the painting on the ground, and was about to leave.

But the painting was snatched by Wang Xiaoling, and when she saw the person above, she became angry, "Brother Xiao, is it because of this woman that you became like this?"

"Don't worry about it." The alienated and cold words hit Wang Xiaoling's heart directly.

Xiao Wentian took back the painting again, turned and left.Wang Xiaoling was so angry that she chopped off her feet and cried, "Brother Xiao, why am I not as reasonable as her?"

Although Wang Xiaoling's appearance was delicate and could be regarded as Xiaojiabiyu, but compared to Mo Xiaoyun, it was quite different.

Xiao Wentian turned a deaf ear to Wang Xiaoling's words.

Wang Xiaoling snorted softly, seeing Xiao Wentian drifting away, she hurriedly ran to follow.

Mo Xiaoyun practiced the sword for an hour, and then he was very tired. He lay down on the snow, looked at the blue sky, and waved his hand, "It can't be done, I can't practice anymore."

"Well, let's not practice for now." After Feng Xihan said, he squatted down and hugged Mo Xiaoyun.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Mo Xiaoyun was startled, staring at Feng Xihan with wide eyes and asked.

"It's cold in the snow, it's not good for your health, go back to the house and rest." Hearing what Feng Xihan said, Mo Xiaoyun didn't bother to argue with him, so he went back to the house to rest for a while, and after two hours, he estimated Went to Fengyang's house.

Mo Xiaoyun let Feng Xihan go in first, and told Fengyang that he could come out of the water.

After Feng Yang put on his clothes, Mo Xiaoyun just entered the room, walked to the bathtub, saw that the water had turned black, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Master, do you feel that your body is lighter?" Mo Xiaoyun felt Fengyang's pulse again, and then asked.

"Although the pain was unbearable when soaking, but now I feel much more comfortable after soaking." Feng Yang stretched his muscles and said happily.

"This medicated bath should be soaked once a day, and you can stop until the water is clear. This is for detoxification. I will give you acupuncture every day to help eliminate toxins in your body. You also need to take medicine for suffering. , is to heal the internal injury, but as long as the poison is detoxified, the internal injury will be cured in a short time." Mo Xiaoyun said seriously, and reminded Fengyang that he needs to pay more attention to it on weekdays.

"I'm sorry for my brother and sister." After Feng Yang finished speaking, he looked at Feng Xihan again, "Fourth brother, how are you preparing for your marriage? Don't treat your brother and sister badly."

"Brother, don't worry, the marriage is in the hands of the second brother and the third mother, and they will definitely not treat Xiaoyun badly." Feng Xihan said, looking at Mo Xiaoyun.

Mo Xiaoyun lowered her head, thinking that the wedding day was approaching, secretly thinking about postponing the wedding day, she couldn't marry Feng Xihan.

"The head of the family, we are not in a hurry to get married, the main thing is to cure the illness of the head of the family first." Mo Xiaoyun smiled dryly, but this smile was not a smile.