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Yu Yang got the durian and went to the kitchen.The durian is just ripe, and the shell is naturally cracked, exuding a strong and fruity aroma.Yu Yang didn't like this taste at first, but later he liked it because of a certain feeling.

Yu Yang took out the pulp and put it into a pounding urn, added two preserved eggs, a bowl of Chinese toon sprouts, sprinkled some salt, poured a few drops of balsamic vinegar, mixed it and pounded it.

Fu Xi was summoned by him, and he stood there dumbfounded, hating himself for his ignorance and lack of knowledge, for being rare and strange.

Yu Yang asked while making troubles: "You said in court that Mo Zhui easily forgets things, how many things has he forgotten?"

Fu Xi couldn't bear the poisonous gas, and his face turned red. "Brother Mo often forgets things, it's hard to know clearly."

"Don't mention the trivial things, what are the particularly bad things?"

Fu Yan couldn't hold back any longer, he took a few quick breaths, and panted, "The worst thing is that I probably don't remember meeting Miss Ban. Er... there is one more thing I can't tell."

"Say."

"That day, Mo Zhui got too drunk and wanted to tease my sister-in-law like a demon, but she couldn't stop her. Fortunately, my sister-in-law ran faster. Later, she was punished by the abbot. She didn't know how to repent, and she even reprimanded the abbot with nonsense. One pass. In the end we were kicked out of the monastery."

Molesting women again.

Yu Yang couldn't help slowing down his movements, increased his strength by three points, and said: "Explain this matter clearly."

Fu Xie said in detail, such as "heaven and earth unite and all things are born", "a hen that roostered a hen will lay eggs", "what a graceful intercourse Buddha statue in Dunhuang"... he said that he blushed and felt ashamed.

Willful and reckless, promiscuous, chaotic at first and abandoned at the end, shameless.Don't chase after everything that you forget completely, that's the real ease!

The more Yu Yang thought about it, the more he felt that Mo Zhui was not amnesia, but two souls with completely different personalities occupying one body and doing their own things.

Yu Yang mashed the durian puree, put it in a big bowl, sprinkled some minced garlic, and handed it to Fu Qian: "Take it to Mo Zhui in the cell, so that he can remember something earlier."

Fu Yan caught the bowl with trembling hands and said, "Yes."

After finishing the ceremony, Mo Zhui's memory did not recover at all, and he was arrested and returned to prison.Ding Lu and Bai Shuiqin told him all about the past, but he didn't know anything about it.I thought it was hopeless.

Ding Lu collapsed on the haystack, helpless.Fu Yan came in from the outside, and Mo Zhui immediately smelled an indescribable smell.

"Moge, Moge, eat it up!" Fu Yan shoved the bowl into the cell in disgust, and hid far away. "His Majesty made it for you."

Mo Zhui is never taboo against eating stinky things, like stinky tofu, which tastes fresher when it is stinky.He picked up the bowl. He had never seen such a shocking thing, which made the whole cell full of smoke. It must have an excellent taste?Can't help but ask: "What is it made of?"

Fu Xie: "It's durian, and it's mixed with preserved eggs, toon buds and minced garlic."

No wonder.

The yellow of the durian is mixed with the black of the preserved egg, and the green of the Chinese toon buds is mixed into a puree. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a bowl of Xiang.And the unique smells of these four ingredients are ingeniously blended together, which is even more poisonous than Xiang.

Talented people come out in large numbers in this great country, what kind of weird food came up with it!

Before Mo Zhui started to eat, Ding Lu already felt nauseated, and persuaded: "Don't die, don't eat."

Fu Xie: "The fruit brought from the southern country is unpalatable for the nobles to eat once a year. Your Majesty specially left it for you. If you don't appreciate it, you will not blame him."

Mo Zhui tried to eat a small spoonful, the strong and unbearable taste touched his taste buds, and his face immediately wrinkled.The sticky stuff is stuck in the throat, like eating someone else's phlegm, but I can't swallow it and dare not spit it out.There was a turbulent sea in the stomach, and astringent water rolled in the mouth.Mo Zhui dropped the bowl and tightly sealed his mouth, raised his head as if swallowing something, silently shed two lines of tears: "Thank you Lord Long En!"

The picture is too beautiful.Fu Xi shrunk even tighter to the corner, and reminded: "There is still a big bowl, Your Majesty said, maybe you can remember something after eating."

After eating that bowl, what else can't be remembered, the mortal hatred is nothing more than that!With such an emperor on the stand, it is conceivable that An Yi, an extremely human minister, must live a life worse than death!

Ding Lu walked out of the cell silently, supported the wall weakly and left, leaving a message: "Lao An, I won't come to see you for three days, remember to brush your teeth every day."

Mo Zhui looked at Bai Shuiqin innocently.

Bai Shuiqin suddenly felt the wind blowing, tremblingly said: "I'll prepare some tea for you to rinse your mouth." After speaking, he ran away.

Mo Zhui looked at the bowl full of Huang En, and Suan Rong seemed to be smiling at him.When Da Zhou's punishment becomes more affectionate, it's better to just let him cut a thousand knives!

Mo Zhui wiped away the tears on his face, and said, "Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work!"

——"Report to your lord! Mo Zhui passed out!"

Chen You was startled: "What's going on?"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty poisoned me, don't chase me away...a lot of nosebleeds!"

"Hurry up and tell the doctor!"

Three days have passed, and Mo Zhui has been devastated.Yu Yang locked himself in the courtyard, did not go out for three days, moved the long piano and played silently in the gazebo.He took seven durians from the magistrate and made seven big bowls of mud. He wanted to give all of them to that guy, but he didn't know that he was not blessed to take it.Hate does not know where it started, and it goes deeper and deeper.He ate himself and was safe and sound.

The quiet sound of the piano came from the courtyard, which seemed a bit melancholy and melancholy.

Chen You and Meng Yuan were playing chess outside the courtyard. Listening to the sound of the piano, they sighed and said, "Your Majesty's heart is getting more and more unpredictable."

Meng Yuan: "I'd rather waste so many durians to repair Anyi than give one of me to the princess. What do you mean by that?"

Chen You: "How would I know. Your Majesty has spent so much time teasing him. In a sense, An Yi has succeeded in being a man."

Meng Yuan: "The imperial doctor treated An Yi for a few days, but he didn't see any effect. If he doesn't get cured for a day, wouldn't we be able to leave for a day?"

Chen You: "That's not possible. At most, Mo will be detained in Luzhou."

Meng Yuan dropped a chess piece and said, "I can't cure him even if I look at him in prison. It might be better to let him out to dry. The cell boss said he couldn't eat for three days and his stomach has been nauseated."

Chen You: "Then take it out for a stroll."

A butterfly flew from among the flowers and flew past Yu Yang's eyes, disturbing all his thoughts, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Yu Yang looked intently, the butterfly's wings were black with red spots, and the patterns looked like a ferocious grimace.The flapping wings made him dazzled, and he recalled the past in a trance.

That time the Hanlin Academy had just ended classes, he left the school and quietly turned back, standing silently outside the window.An Yi went to the study to get a book, Meng Yuan sat on the seat and waited boredly for An Yi to come back.Meng Yuan has always been restless, and she doesn't treat herself as an outsider in front of An Yi, so she opened An Yi's book basket, wanting to get some interesting things, so she took out a small bamboo tube with holes drilled in it.Meng Yuan opened it curiously, and a red and black butterfly flew out, flying higher and higher.Meng Yuan was in a hurry and jumped up to catch it, but she accidentally slapped the butterfly on her hand.Meng Yuan stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do, and watched the butterfly in her hand die completely.

When An Yi came back, she was startled when she saw Meng Yuan: "What are you doing?"

Meng Yuan admitted her mistake: "I accidentally killed your butterfly, An Yi, I'm sorry, I didn't know there was a butterfly in it, it flew out, I wanted to catch it. In the end..."

"Idiot, it's poisonous! Come with me." An Yi pulled him up and ran towards the well, fetching several buckets of water: "Squat down and wash your hands."

Meng Yuan quickly stretched out her hand, and An Yi held his hand and rubbed it back and forth dozens of times.

Although Meng Yuan knew she was wrong, she still asked curiously, "Why do you play with poisonous things?"

"I see that the color on its wings is beautiful. I caught one before, peeled off the wings and pounded the paint, and threw the rest in the corner. When I got up the next day, three big mice one foot long lay dead in the corner. It can be seen It is highly poisonous. Today I caught another one and I am going home to make a rat attack."

"Does the adjusted color look good?"

"It's beautiful, it's as bright as lacquer. I'll take you to my house some other day to have a look."

"it is good."

"Close your hands and hold the water."

Meng Yuan didn't know what it meant, so she just followed suit.Unexpectedly, An Yi bowed his head and drank the water in his hand.Meng Yuan hurriedly stopped: "What are you doing?"

An Yi wiped her mouth, got up and walked back: "If I'm not poisoned to death, it means your hands are clean."

Meng Yuan followed up: "You are just trying to die. If the late emperor's spirit in heaven hadn't cared for you, you don't know how many times you have died."

"So what am I afraid of?" An Yi looked up to the sky and laughed.

When the two returned to the school, Meng Yuan's Mu Zha was lying dead on the ground.A red liquid that is not blood flows out of the corner of the mouth, it is the belly juice of a butterfly!

"Muzha, Muzha!" Meng Yuan shook Muzha's body, but the dog never woke up again.Meng Yuan burst into tears and burst into tears: "An Yi, I hate you!"

That dog was given to Meng Yuan by Yu Yuan, and Meng Yuan always regarded it as her own and cherished it like her own life.

"I...I..." An Yi was speechless.

Meng Yuan lost her nerves for a moment, and yelled at An Yi: "Go, I don't want to see you again!"

"You... don't get excited, I'll disappear right away." An Yi quickly dealt with the poison on the ground, carried the book basket on her back and left, looking back frequently, it took a long time before she walked away.

He stood up, walked into the hall and grabbed Meng Yuan's hair: "There's no need to cry, look at your talent."

"The princess gave it to me, the princess gave it to me, woo hoo..." Meng Yuan broke down in tears and showed him the dog's body, wanting to seek justice.

However, he glared at Meng Yuan and criticized: "Don't cry, hold back!"

Ever since he saw An Yi wash his hands for Meng Yuan, he wished he could swallow that poisonous butterfly.

After thinking about it, Yu Yang slapped the dangling butterfly in front of him without hesitation, and the belly juice immediately overflowed his hand, which was a dazzling red.

"Seiran Ji" records that the butterfly has a faint fragrance, Yu Yang seems to have forgotten that it is poisonous, and seems to be delusional that An Yi will treat him like Meng Yuan. Liu Shen sent the butterfly to his nose, sniffed it lightly, and there was indeed a An elegant floral fragrance, inadvertently smiled.

However, a slap fell hard on his handsome face, and with a crisp "snap", the butterfly fell to the ground.

Yu Yang looked back, it was Mo Chase!

Mo Zhui just came out to bask in the sun for a while, but Nezha's stupid dog bit the handkerchief he dropped and ran away.The dog snatched something and naturally had to chase it. After chasing it to the gate of the courtyard, he was stopped by an attendant. In a blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of that pervert Yu Yang eating a butterfly!

Unable to explain why, strength suddenly came from his wrist, and he instinctively pushed down the guard. Before he could explain anything, he rushed up and slapped him.

The guard who was terrified to catch up was cold and hairy. "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Okay?"

Yu Yang swallowed a breath of restraint.

The attendant quickly pinned Mo Zhui to the ground. "What a troublemaker, you want to kill the king?!"

Mo Zhui was so strangled that he couldn't breathe, but he still ordered: "Take your Majesty to wash your hands."

"Wait." As if knowingly hit, Yu Yang shuddered, knelt down on one knee and asked, "Who are you?"

Mo Zhui was stunned for a moment, the light in his eyes went out instantly, he gave up struggling, and said word by word: "An Yi, the words are straightforward."

The author has something to say:

The best way to cure Mo Zhui's brain is to have something happen to Yu Yang.