How to Destroy the White Moonlight Image

At the small banquet, the queen mother was assassinated, and the terminally ill emperor forced the sickness to save the queen mother from the assassins. Her filial piety was earth-shattering, and the queen mother was so excited that she lay on the bed for a month, unable to even speak.

There are rumors outside that after the tyrant experienced this catastrophe, Huo Ran changed his face, and has the appearance of a bright monarch. In an instant, those rumors that slandered the tyrant seemed to be annihilated in an instant, and there was no trace.

Inside the Gui Palace, Su Baiyue looked at Lu Yinheng, who was leaning lazily on the wheelchair, resting on the armrest with one hand, and half-closed his eyes, and carefully moved his little belly.

Accompanying this tyrant in the yard all afternoon, the cold wind was blowing, and Su Baiyue's nose was about to freeze, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Yinheng's sword cut off half of the queen mother's hair.

The poor queen mother is now half a nun, and she doesn't even dare to go out of the gate of the Cining Palace. Naturally, there is no time to find fault with Lu Yinheng.

The tyrant fought this battle very beautifully.

But the man doesn't seem to be very satisfied.

It seems a pity that the sword pierced not the queen mother's head, but the towering cloud temples.

"Jiang Lupu, come here."

The man suddenly opened his eyes and hooked at Jiang Lupu.

The little girl opened her big, misty eyes and moved over. Stand beside Lu Yinheng. The slender figure is like a willow wrapped in the spring shirt that just came out, graceful and graceful, already graceful.

Especially the very thin waist that was pinched, and the full chest was drawn, and the whole person showed a somewhat seductive posture.

The man narrowed his eyes and hooked his fingertips, "Jiang Lupu, don't you have anything to say to me? Huh?"

The little girl blinked, her mind chaotic, as if she was stupid again.

"What do you want to say?" The soft little voice, with a tail, was sweet and greasy like a pastry poured with honey, and it was sweet and sweet.

"Your husband is sick, shouldn't you be happy?"

"Oh." The little girl suddenly realized and smiled, "I'm so happy."

Insincere, the little fool is perfunctory to him!

The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, suddenly grabbed her slender wrist, and pulled him to him.

The little girl was as soft as a soft bun, she held it in her hand, and the fragrance was densely scattered.

Su Baiyue's fluttering body flicked on the man's leg, and then sat firmly. It's just that the man is still thin, and she feels a little uncomfortable.

"Don't move." The man wrapped his arms around her waist and pinched her soft cheeks with the other. The flesh on his face was pinched at his fingertips, slightly hot, with an abnormal temperature.

"Jiang Lupu, why are you so hot?"

Lu Yinheng frowned suddenly, pinched her weak and boneless hand instead, and pressed his forehead against hers.

The little girl's forehead was scalding hot, and the already moist water eyes became more and more misty. The eye sockets were red with a scalding temperature, and the exhaled air was much softer than usual.

"Don't you know it's uncomfortable?" Lu Yinheng's brow furrowed fiercely, showing the word "Chuan".

Su Baiyue thought for a while and shook her head.

She is not uncomfortable, but her head hurts a little, her nose is a little stuffed, and her body is a little cold.

After shaking her little head, Su Baiyue suddenly felt that her head seemed to be a little heavy in addition to the pain. She swayed her head against Lu Yinheng's shoulder, and felt very comfortable rubbing against the cold satin surface. rub. Then it felt a little cold again, and cuddly shrank into Lu Yinheng's arms.

Lu Yinheng stood up from the wheelchair with Su Baiyue in his arms, went straight into the Gui Palace, and called, "Call the imperial doctor."

When the imperial doctor came, Su Baiyue was already burned out.

Lu Yinheng remembered that this little thing had burned his head because of a fever, and his heart became more and more impatient.

Could it be that you were frightened by what happened that day?

But it's been a month, and the reflex arc is too long, right?

No, he's a little idiot in the first place, and it's normal for the reflex arc to be longer. But haven't you been eating and drinking all the time these few days and looking like you're not sick?

Lu Yinheng's eyes fell on the small flower pot in front of the window.

In that small flower pot is the longevity peach pit that the little fool ate.

Such a big longevity peach, bigger than her face, I really don't know how she gnawed it down, anyway, when Lu Yinheng found out, the longevity peach had already entered her belly.

Assassins dare to eat anything, what a fool.

Lu Yinheng let out a sneer.

Although the little fool eats a lot, he doesn't get fat no matter how he eats.

Holding it in his hand, it was as soft as boneless.

Lu Yinheng inevitably recalled the past.

The skin that was peeled off like an egg shell, and the little fool's wet eyes, was like a hook that killed him.

Twenty-five years after being single, Lu Yinheng, a tyrant with first-rate hand speed, tasted **** for the first time.

You can only see, not taste.

Why did he get sick at this time...

...

The imperial doctor was hurriedly sneaked in by Bao Meng, and Lu Yinheng kicked him over to see the doctor before he had time to ask for peace.

Jiang Lvpu's slender body was lying on the dragon bed, surrounded by a thick bed curtain, and only a slender figure could be faintly seen.

The little girl seemed to be suffering from being burned, and began to rub against the cool bedding.

Lu Yinheng stretched out his hand, grabbed her little hand, and pinched it in the palm of his hand. Knead lightly.

The little girl calmed down, but after the temperature on her little face came up, her cheeks burned red, like a ripe peach.

"It's just a normal fever. As long as you keep warm, starve for two or three days, wait for the minister to prescribe a prescription, take it once a day, and you'll be fine if you sweat."

The imperial doctor knelt on the ground, not daring to look directly at Lu Yinheng's gloomy face.

Although it is rumored that the tyrant has reformed, only those who have really come into contact with Lu Yinheng know. This is an evil ghost that climbed up from hell. Have you ever seen a ghost that can turn into a human?

Naturally it cannot.

"Go get the medicine." The man said in a hoarse voice, turning over and entering the tent.

Rough, with eagerness.

Carrying the medicine box, the imperial doctor rolled and crawled out of the Gui Palace, wiping his forehead, full of cold sweat.

Here, Su Baiyue was burned so she didn't know what day it was, she only felt that her nose was pinched, and then poured a bowl of bitter stuff in.

Su Baiyue didn't want to eat it, but someone was pinching her chin, so she must be poured into it. After filling it, it has to be plugged, so that she is not allowed to leak a drop.

After three days of drinking like this, Su Baiyue finally woke up.

She was awakened by hunger.

She hadn't eaten much for three days, and her stomach was already flattened from hunger, but she didn't want her to be grabbed by the waist just as she turned over and pulled back viciously.

Su Baiyue opened her sour eyes and saw the man's pale and handsome face.

Her eyes were blue, her eyes were red, she glared at her fiercely, bloodshot around her pupils spread, like an irritated beast.

"Awake?" The man said in a hoarse voice, then suddenly turned over, and his slender and handsome body was covered on top of her.

Su Baiyue opened her small mouth, her voice hoarse.

"what are you doing?"

The man put his hand on her little belly for a while, and then said, "Massage you. You are sick, so that you will get better faster."

You bad old man, very bad. Do you think I will believe you?

As soon as Su Baiyue pouted, she was about to give a note to Foshan Shadowless Foot, but she didn't want the man to repeat it again, her voice was sticky and she was about to drip honey.

"Jiang Lupu, I'm giving you a massage."

Jiang Lvpu opened his moist eyes, the already sick body and the mushy brain had basically stopped functioning at this time.

Massage, massage is good.

The little girl nodded obediently and warned, "Then you have to be gentle."

The man leaned over, lowered his head, smiled, and gently pressed his thin cool lips to her moist pink lips.

"What are you doing?"

The little girl put her hands on the man's shoulders and pushed it carefully, but did not push it away.

The man pressed against her lips and laughed in a low voice, his tone was gentle and soft, with coaxing, "Suck the sick air out for you, so that you can get better faster."

Su Baiyue wanted to kick this shameless rotten ass, but unfortunately, she could only hear her silly little voice, "Oh, you are so kind."

Pooh!

...

Under Lu Yinheng's tireless care, Su Baiyue finally got better.

And the eyes of the man looking at her became more and more explicit.

Su Baiyue, who was in Lu Yinheng's arms, looked up at the rare bright moonlight outside, her voice muffled with doubts.

"What are you poking at me with?"

Lu Yinheng lowered his head and kissed the little fool's face, thought about it, and said, "Carrot."

"Oh." The little fool nodded, "Then take it away quickly, don't poke me, it's uncomfortable."

The man was about to be amused by the little fool, he endured the laughter that came out of his mouth, thinking how could he have suspected that the little fool was pretending to be stupid before?

Obviously stupid to bubbling.

The man pinching Su Baiyue's small chin turned slightly to the side, seeing her slap-sized face that became smaller and fairer after her serious illness, which made her watery eyes glow like jade, and the waves were shining. At this moment, the little girl was surrounded by him in his arms, and she was well-behaved and pitiful.

"Has your brother Shangyuan ever hugged you like this, eh?"

For this kind of delivery proposition, Su Baiyue has always been outstanding.

"no."

The man is not satisfied.

"Then has he poked you with a carrot?"

Do you think the whole world is a pervert like you?

Su Baiyue almost rolled her eyes, "No."

The tyrant grumbled, "Better not." Otherwise, he has a thousand ways to make Gu Shangyuan regret being born in this world.

...

Inside the Gu Mansion.

Gu Shangyuan, who was lying on his back, clutched the injured area and suddenly shivered.

Over there, Jiang Hongluan, who was still insane, ran out of nowhere, knocked over his medicine bowl again, and shouted that he would set it on fire and burn the ants to death.

Gu Shangyuan gritted his teeth fiercely, "Why haven't you sent this woman back?"

Mrs. Gu hurried in, "Son, now that tyrant has suddenly recovered. That fool of the Jiang family has actually become a legitimate queen. Now the Jiang family is different from the past, and we can't afford to offend him."

"Heh," Gu Shangyuan sneered, "there's nothing to be offended. The most fearful thing now is the people from the Jiang family. Mother, don't forget how they treated Jiang Lupu harshly before."

Being reminded by Gu Shangyuan, Mrs. Gu was startled and immediately patted her head.

That's right, the people who are most terrified now should be the people from the Jiang family.

"Mother thinks, why is Jiang Hongluan crazy? It's not the tyrant's intentional revenge..." Gu Shangyuan gritted his teeth in hatred.

Madam Gu immediately covered Gu Shangyuan's mouth, "Son, you're going to die? If this kind of word spreads out, it will kill your head!"

Now that the tyrant's reputation is growing, everyone's views on him have undergone a 180-degree change. The originally scattered people's hearts slowly gathered, and even local riots were reduced a lot.

"Losing my head? I'm still afraid of losing my head! If the tyrant treats me like this, isn't he afraid of being punished by heaven?" Gu Shangyuan was so angry that he thumped the bed, but he didn't want to tug on the wound, so he bared his teeth in pain.

That night, if the tyrant hadn't indulged Bao Meng, how could Bao Meng have done this to him!

In fact, this was not intentional by Bao Meng.

Blame Gu Shangyuan's bad luck.

Bao Meng originally just wanted to let his beloved horse step on him at will, but he stepped on it when he thought that his horse lover would never die.

"Son, mother doesn't let you deliver medicine, but you want to go. Now that it's like this, how can mother live!" Madam Gu began to howl again.

Gu Shangyuan had a headache when he heard it, and grabbed Mrs. Gu, "Mother, go look for the Queen Mother and give her the letter I wrote. Remember, you must give it to the Queen Mother yourself."

The author has something to say: a fool who can't do anything vs a tyrant with a tantrum

It's not long, I'll finish writing it soon, hehehe. I want to be in a coffin...Are you afraid?