Master is a white moonlight

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed quietly through the fingers like sand in the hands.

At night, Leng Yizhen would sit in front of the window, resting his chin on his hands, staring at the starry sky outside the window in a daze.

Counting the stars in the night sky, looking forward to the slow passage of time.

As expected, although YOFC has no singing skills, it relies on the Prime Minister's repeated cultivation.The popularity once soared, and the scenery was incomparable, almost overshadowing Mo Yu.

The test drug has entered the most critical stage, Changfei's health has obviously become very poor, and his throat has also been greatly affected.

After each performance, he had to rest for more than three days, and he also had to take three prescriptions to protect the throat and moisten the throat.

But after all, this is a temporary solution, not the root cause. As long as you continue to smoke white noodles for a day, the damage to your throat will become more serious.

Because of his voice, Chang Fei could no longer sing after today's play.

I thought this last performance would end smoothly, but something went wrong after all.

Near the end, YOFC unfortunately suffered from drug addiction.The scene was chaotic, which aroused heated discussions among the audience.

The Prime Minister immediately sent someone to help Changfei to the backstage, and then he was sent back to the Mo family's mansion immediately.

White flour was originally popular among some Gaoliang children.So for YOFC's symptoms, the audience can see why at a glance.

However, everyone is not surprised.Because of smoking white noodles, it was even once distorted into a representative of extravagant enjoyment.

Because the head of customs has strictly enforced the anti-smoking regulations in recent years, the smoking of white noodles has become secretive.

But those dandies who don't know how to live or die, only care about enjoying themselves for a while, and still secretly eat white noodles.

The Mohist Mansion, East Courtyard.

Leng Yizhen and Mo Yu were sitting by the window, they were playing chess while facing the breeze blowing outside the window from time to time.

"Come on, Jian'er." Mo Yu picked up a small piece of watermelon with a fork, and fed it to Leng Yiluo, "Take a bite of watermelon."

"Don't try to bribe me with food." Leng Yizhen looked confident, holding a black chess piece in his hand, with a slight smile on his lips, "I'm sure I'll win this game."

Leaning over, Leng Yizhen bit the watermelon meat in front of him, and the juice overflowed between his lips and teeth in an instant.

The melon flesh is not only sweet as honey, but also cool and refreshing.In such weather, eating iced watermelon is really suitable.

"Well, Jian'er is really powerful." Mo Yu smiled meaningfully, her phoenix eyes were half-closed, and the tails of her eyes were slightly raised.

"Why are you so shameless?" Leng Yijiao instantly understood what Mo Yu said, and cursed in a low voice with a blushing face.

"Hey, let's have another bite." Mo Yu picked up another small piece of watermelon with a fork, as if to feed it to Leng Yixuan.

"Take a bite too." Leng Yizhen grabbed Mo Yu's hand and pushed the watermelon meat to Mo Yu's mouth.

Mo Yu smiled slightly, took the watermelon meat into his mouth, and chewed carefully.

"Sweet?"

"It's naturally the sweetest that Ke'er feeds me."

"Your mouth, you should talk about cross talk."

"also may."

"That's right! You promised me. If I win this game, you have to take me to Mingshan Restaurant to eat delicious food at night."

"Well, this is natural."

"I still want to eat that eastern dish."

"it is good."

While the two were chatting and laughing, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps at the door.

Following the voice, the two looked at the door in unison.

"Boss Mo, Doctor Leng, it's not good!" The maid stood at the door, patting her chest unceasingly, panting, "Master Changfei, he...drug addiction...had an attack!"

"Where is he now?" Leng Yijiao stood up abruptly, looked at the maidservant and asked eagerly.

"I've already returned to the East Courtyard."

"Okay, I'll go now!"

"Xian'er." Mo Yu also stood up, frowned slightly and looked at Leng Yiyao, "I'm with you."

"okay."

In the east courtyard, Chang Fei was still tightly tied up with hemp rope, and a cotton cloth was stuffed in his mouth.

Just in case one gets out of hand and bites its own tongue.

Suffering from drug addiction, Chang Fei lay curled up on the bed, moaning in pain incessantly.

His face was as white as a dead man's, and beads of sweat kept pouring out.

Chang Fei took off his costume and only wore a set of snow-white satin underwear, his chest was soaked in sweat.

"Let me die...Let me die..." Chang Fei shouted until his throat became hoarse, bumping his head against the head of the bed from time to time, "I don't want to live anymore...I don't want to live anymore. ...."

"Master Changfei! Please bear with me!" The maid hugged Changfei tightly, persuading with tears, "Doctor Leng is already decocting medicine for you, it will be ready soon!

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

After shouting for an unknown amount of time, Changfei finally lost his strength.Dying, curled up on the bed, staring at the snow-white bed curtain with empty eyes.

The forehead had already been cut, and the blood snaked along the cheeks all the way to the chin, and finally dripped on the snow-white collar.

In a daze, Chang Fei was forcibly fed a bowl of black concoction.

No matter how bitter the concoction is, Chang Fei has long been numb and cannot recognize its taste.

After drinking the concoction, Chang Fei gradually fell asleep and had a long, long dream.

"Don't...don't hit me!" Chang Fei frowned, closed his eyes, and murmured non-stop, "Team Master, Chang Fei knew it was wrong..."

Chang Fei suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of eyes stared like copper bells.His chest was heaving violently, and he was panting heavily.

Lying quietly on the bed for a long time, after his breathing stabilized, Chang Fei resisted the feeling of weakness all over his body and sat up from the bed.

"Master Changfei, you're awake!" The maid had been guarding the bed for several hours, and was so sleepy that she dozed off.After hearing the movement, he opened his eyes.

"Get me some water, I want to take a bath." Changfei said mechanically, looking straight ahead with cold eyes.

It's time to fight for yourself, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life.

"Okay, okay." The maid responded repeatedly, turned around and left the room happily.

........

At night, the moonlight is as bright as water, and the sky is full of stars.

As soon as the prime minister's car stopped at the gate of the mansion, a non-commissioned officer hurried forward.

"Prime Minister, YOFC has been waiting for you in the front hall for a long time." The non-commissioned officer straightened his back and saluted the Prime Minister.

Hearing this, Fang Ducheng frowned, burped, and waved to Adjutant Chen, "Adjutant Chen, come and help me."

"Yes, Prime Minister." Adjutant Chen stepped forward and supported the Prime Minister who was barely standing still with both hands.

Changfei had been waiting in the front hall for a long time, and finally brought him back.

"Prime Minister, you are back." Chang Fei stepped forward with a flattering smile on his lips.

"Adjutant Chen, you go down first." Fang Ducheng went straight to the independent sofa, sat down on his buttocks, and then waved his hand at Adjutant Chen.

"Yes, Prime Minister." Adjutant Chen raised his right hand to his temple, gave a standard military salute, turned and left the front hall.

"Yangfei, why didn't you rest at home." Fang Ducheng rested his hands on the edge of the sofa, and glanced at the gauze on Changfei's forehead, "Is this still injured?! Then you should rest at home. "

"Thank you, Prime Minister, for your concern." Changfei stood in front of Fang Ducheng, and bowed in salute.Then he raised his head slowly, summoned up his courage and said, "Changfei came here late at night to ask for something."

"Let's talk." Fang Ducheng smiled and said disapprovingly, "What's the matter?"

"I suffer from that drug addiction every day, and now it is unbearable." Changfei said with his head down, and with a "boom", he knelt on the ground, "I beg you, Prime Minister, for the sake of serving you for a while." Come on, let someone else test the medicine."

"Prime Minister, I beg you, please give YOFC a way out." Changfei burst into tears, laying his hands on the ground, kowtowing his head, his shoulders trembling from sobbing.

Fang Ducheng looked at Changfei in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled, "It is the intention of the customs to let you test the medicine. Brother Jiang has worked hard for this matter, and it seems to be successful now, how can it be possible?" It's easy to change someone else!"

"Changfei, think about it." Fang Ducheng put on a half-smile, "Exchanging one of your lives for tens of thousands of lives, this is a good deed of good deeds."

"Besides, you are no longer a man in this life." Fang Ducheng couldn't hide his contemptuous look, and continued, "Instead of living like a man and a woman, it's better to find a good family as soon as possible, maybe in the next life you will still be a man." I really became a young master."

"Prime Minister, I'm not a real man." Chang Fei suddenly looked up at Fang Ducheng, trying his best to suppress his anger, "But I did this for the sake of singing."

"Yes, you mentioned it to me." Fang Ducheng sneered and thought for a while, "What do you call it in your jargon?"

"It's called 'castration', right?"

"Back to the Prime Minister, yes."

"But that's a bad habit of foreigners, what are you going to learn from it?"

"I..." Changfei wanted to defend himself, but couldn't find a suitable reason.

"Okay, I'm sleepy." Fang Ducheng stood up as he said that, without even looking at Chang Fei on the ground, he said indifferently, "Go back."

"Prime Minister!" Seeing that Fang Ducheng was about to leave, Chang Fei moved his knees and moved two steps forward, flattering him, "Continue to test the medicine, and my voice will be completely useless. Who will sing a song for you in the future? Woolen cloth?"

"It's simple. Boss Mo can sing, even better than you." Fang Ducheng stood on the spot with his back to Changfei, and said in a cold tone.

"But..." Changfei wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted as soon as he left his mouth.

"Okay, don't say any more." Fang Ducheng said sharply, obviously angry.

Changfei obediently closed his mouth, and still knelt on the spot until the figure of the prime minister completely disappeared at the door.

He slowly stood up, his legs were already numb from kneeling for too long.After a while, I was barely able to move.

My feet felt like they were filled with lead, and every step I took was painful.The short hair that had been scrupulously combed with pomade was also scattered on the forehead, and there was a circle of gauze wrapped around the forehead.

Changfei tore off the gauze on his head, and held the gauze tightly in his hand.

The five fingers gradually tightened, the joints made a "click" sound, and the eyes became more disappointed and cold than ever before.

In this world, there is really no one to rely on.