How to Destroy the White Moonlight Image

The soft fingertips were soaked with water again, and opened Lu Yinheng's mouth. Sweet water ran down his parched throat, soothing his limbs.

In a trance, Lu Yinheng smelled the sweet smell again, so close and refreshing.

He pursed his lips and covered the fingers in his mouth.

Feeling this slight force, Su Baiyue was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously pulled out her hand, and then pulled the tyrant's eyelids.

The tyrant didn't respond.

Su Baiyue thought for a while, then stretched her fingers back.

The man's thin lips had pale wet marks, and they pressed them gently with a very small force.

Su Baiyue was confirmed. The tyrant seems to be conscious.

Putting down the tea bowl in her hand, Su Baiyue thought for a while, and took out the half of the cake left over from yesterday from under the tyrant's pillow.

Apart from Su Baiyue's teeth marks on the hard and dry cake, it was a thick layer of grease.

Since he can swallow the tea by himself, if she feeds the cake, can he swallow it by himself?

Before Lu Yinheng drank enough water, he felt that something hard was stuffed into his mouth.

With a burnt overnight smell.

Unable to resist, he was gagged.

Su Baiyue leaned against the bed with her chin propped up, staring at the tyrant who had been stuffed with half a cake.

The tyrant lay there calmly, frowning slightly, his lips pale, and there was a sense of horror that he was terminally ill.

Not chewed.

Su Baiyue reached out and pinched the tyrant's bulging face because he was stuffed with half a cake.

A pity for her pie.

After thinking about it, Su Baiyue worked hard to pull out those hard stubble cakes, for fear of choking the tyrant to death.

After drinking water for three days, the tyrant, who didn't even get a grain of rice, suddenly lost weight.

Su Baiyue boredly tapped the tyrant's chin with Qianqiansu's hand.

Dense stubble grew on the man's jaw, poking at Su Baiyue's tender fingertips, with tingling pain.

The bearded tyrant has sunken cheeks, showing a morbid beauty of decadence. It greatly affects Su Baiyue's viewing appearance.

After thinking for a while, she took out a pair of small scissors from the embroidery basket, took out a handkerchief, and put it around the tyrant's neck like a baby bib, and then shaved him.

Very difficult to shave without stubble of beard softened with hot water. Su Baiyue's hand was born again, and when she was done, Lu Yinheng's chin was covered with blood marks.

Especially since the man's skin is still very pale, the blood marks look even more frightening.

It's scary, but it's just watching.

Su Baiyue quickly put the small scissors back in the embroidery basket, and then covered Lu Yinheng's face with a handkerchief.

Not familiar with it the first time, she will definitely shave well next time.

...

When Feng Yiwu came in with the medicine bowl, he saw the tyrant with a handkerchief covering his face, and the medicine bowl fell directly to the ground when his hands trembled.

All over the place.

Su Baiyue, who was taking a lunch break, was taken aback. She stood up abruptly, and her head was dizzy and almost fell because of the lack of blood supply.

"Miss Jiang, Your Majesty, he..." Feng Yiwu stammered for a long time before barely restraining the joy in his eyes, and asked carefully with a dry throat, "Did you die?"

Su Baiyuexiang, who had calmed down, had obvious sleep marks on her cheeks. She looked down at the tyrant who was still covered with a handkerchief, and felt that she had inadvertently caused a great misunderstanding.

"No, this..."

Before Su Baiyue finished speaking, several men in black suddenly jumped down from the beam of the dormitory over there, holding sharp swords and pointing at the tyrant.

Su Baiyue immediately ran to the tyrant's side, subconsciously hugged the tyrant's head and protected the tyrant's life.

Over there, Feng Yiwu hadn't seen the man in black rushing behind him, and his voice was sharp with excitement, "The tyrant is dead, the tyrant is dead, hahaha..."

When the men in black heard Feng Yiwu's words, they braked abruptly. After looking at each other, the leading men in black turned around first, and then the men in black disappeared together into the endless sky of darkness.

Su Baiyue:  …

Feng Yiwu ran out with a look of excitement, for fear that others would shout loudly.

"Your Majesty is dead, Your Majesty is dead..."

On the dragon bed, Lu Yinheng only felt that his slow and difficult breathing suddenly became especially difficult.

For the first time, he thought someone was going to suffocate him.

There are thousands of people who want him to die, but Lu Yinheng is not dead. Even if he is dead, he must see clearly who is the killer for him.

In this way, even if she falls into Avici Hell, he will climb up and drag her down together.

Lu Yinheng tried his best to open his eyes.

It seems to be covered with a layer of gauze in front of him, and it is not very real. Lu Yinheng's body couldn't move at all, and his eyes were blurry.

The feeling of suffocation is getting stronger and stronger, with a faint milk aroma.

Lu Yinheng subconsciously opened his mouth to breathe.

Thin lips touched a piece of softness.

Suddenly, the suffocation disappeared. Through that layer of haze, Lu Yinheng saw a pair of eyes.

Wet and moist, black and white are clear and clean, like a bright moon flowing through the eyes of a pond filled with clear springs. It can't help but feel a sense of tyranny from the bottom of my heart.

Too clean things always make people want to destroy them.

Su Baiyue held the tyrant's dog head in her arms, and through the thin veil, she suddenly seemed to meet a pair of dark eyes.

She was startled, and subconsciously released her hands, and the tyrant's head banged on the head of the bed.

When the imperial physicians crowded in, they heard the loud noise.

The head of the Taiyuan Hospital stepped forward, immediately took the tyrant's pulse, and then took a breath.

Behind him was the queen mother who had heard the news, her face full of joy, and she couldn't hide it.

"How's it going?" The queen mother covered half of her face with a handkerchief, revealing only those wrinkled eyes full of smiles, but she also pretended to be a sad expression, her complexion a little distorted for a while.

The head of the hospital knelt there, looked at the queen mother, looked at the tyrant, and finally looked at Jiang Lvpu.

Jiang Lupu in a plain shirt knelt beside the tyrant's head, his eyes were full, his face was pale, and his hands were shaking.

Yaoshou! Wouldn't she really be crushed to death by her!

"I heard that Your Majesty has stopped his pulse before?" The head of the Taiyuan Hospital opened his mouth to Su Baiyue cautiously.

What he said earlier should have been before the tyrant was hit on the head by Su Baiyue.

Su Baiyue nodded with difficulty.

The head of the hospital said: "Fortunately, Miss Jiang was treated in time. Although Your Majesty is weak, the blood clot in the brain has been washed away. I believe that she will be able to wake up soon."

Although the head of the Taiyuan Hospital strongly disapproved of the tyrant's atrocities, the parents of the doctors believed that he would never joke about the patient's life.

For a time, the entire bedroom was astonishingly quiet.

Before the smile on the Queen Mother's face completely faded, that sharp gaze shot at Su Baiyue viciously.

"Gudu", Su Baiyue swallowed.

She looks like something is wrong...

According to the original book, the heroine Feng Yiwu should have inadvertently learned about Dongyi's plan. She couldn't bear to be swayed by the original spirit, so she specially invited the world's first genius doctor to diagnose the tyrant's pulse and save the tyrant's life.

But now, the tyrant with the powerful halo of the male protagonist has not waited for the miracle doctor to save his dog's life, and he can't wait to start saving himself.

...

Su Baiyue, who had a bad thing, was greatly rewarded by Gu Shangyuan.

She was holding the food box that Gu Shangyuan brought her, and was so moved that she almost cried.

This palace is too stingy, even a full meal is reluctant to give her a meal. Especially the Queen Mother, now seeing that her nose is not a nose and her eyes are not eyes, she has a look of resentment that she can't directly bury her in the coffin with the tyrant.

"Lvpu, I heard that the Royal Forest Army caught an assassin in the palace last time. I think it must be someone who wants to be detrimental to the tyrant." Gu Shangyuan pulled Su Baiyue to hide behind the screen and spoke, "I installed the assassin in the palace. It was also said that the Queen Mother seemed to want to poison the tyrant's food."

It means that as long as it is sent by the queen mother, you can't eat it.

"Then what shall I eat?"

Su Baiyue finally asked the question she cared about most. She can't starve to death before she gets out of school, can she?

"I've already arranged people in the imperial kitchen. You only eat what's in the white jade bowl carved with peony every day, and don't touch the rest, understand?"

Su Baiyue nodded obediently immediately.

Remember, only eat what's in the white jade bowl carved with peonies.

Today's Jiang Lvpu is still wearing a plain shirt, the light fruit green, against the warm light color, the white skin of the body is illuminated as if it was carved out of white jade.

Gu Shangyuan had already turned the meat and fishy, ​​and there were two maids in the same room.

He stared at Jiang Lvpu's delicate little face with an infatuated look, his eyes full of pity.

Jiang Lu Pusheng is slender and beautiful, and the food has not been very good in the past few days, and the whole person has a feeling of sickness. Tears dribbled, Mei Ruo was sick, especially when she raised her eyes to look at him, her slender eyelashes twitched, like two small fans that attracted people's hearts.

Gu Shangyuan rolled his Adam's apple and reached out to touch Jiang Lvpu's chin.

"Sister Lupu seems to have lost weight..."

Su Baiyue was holding the food box when she was taken aback by the salty pig hand suddenly stretched out by Gu Shangyuan.

She stepped back subconsciously, bumped into the screen, and her slender back hurt for a while, and those beautiful eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Jiang Lvpu is timid, and he doesn't dare to speak to anyone. Especially with strangers, her eyes will turn red when she talks, and at first glance she looks like a bullied little daughter-in-law. Particularly endearing.

This is a kind of innate sympathy for me.

Gu Shangyuan just loved her appearance.

What kind of man would not like such a woman?

It's just that Jiang Lvpu is too shy. Up to now, he only dares to touch his small hands a little, and he dares not do anything else.

Gu Shangyuan felt that the desire in his heart could not be calmed, so he made a random excuse to leave the palace and went back to find his maid.

Here, Su Baiyue had just returned to the dragon's bed when she received dinner from the imperial kitchen.

She happily picked up the white jade cup carved with peony, and smelled the strong smell of chicken soup inside.

The palace maid with the lacquer plate said, "This is for His Majesty's body."

Su Baiyue swallowed her saliva, hungry.

The palace maid over there urged: "Miss Jiang, hurry up and give your majesty a drink."

Su Baiyue sat in front of the tyrant's bed with the chicken soup in her hand, and said softly, "I'll give your majesty a taste first."

After speaking, Su Baiyue raised her head and took a sip while the palace maid couldn't react in time.

"Miss Jiang, the chicken soup in this peony porcelain cup was specially prepared by the Queen Mother for Her Majesty, how can you drink it!" The palace maid jumped her feet in a hurry.

Su Baiyue's chicken soup rolled down her throat, and she turned to look at the palace maid with a dull expression.

Why didn't you tell me earlier that it was given by that old temptress! And that peony that looks so much like a peony, can you blame her?

"Ouch..." Su Baiyue immediately bent down and scratched her throat.

Su Baiyue, who vomited for a while, was moved to the tyrant's side, and the head of the Taiyuan Hospital took over the diagnosis and treatment.

Fortunately, she didn't drink much, and most of them vomited out, but now she's just a little weaker.

The head of the Taiyuan Hospital was well aware of the greasy stuff in it, so he didn't dare to say that Jiang Lupu was poisoned. He only said that he was too tired and had eaten heavy greasy things like chicken soup. It only takes a few days of clear soup and little water, and it will be fine to nourish.

Lying side by side with the tyrant, Su Baiyue, who was recovering from her wounds, stared at the tent above her head, feeling that her IQ was insulted.

She put the blame on the tyrant.

"I'll step on, I'll step on you..." Su Baiyue, who had taken off her shoes and socks, stepped on the tyrant's face and crushed it hard. She was tired and panting. When she was about to close her feet, she suddenly met a pair of dark eyes. eye.

It was a pair of dead eyes, and when you looked at it, it was like seeing Avici Hell.

Su Baiyue shivered for no reason, immediately closed her eyes and feet, and then snored hard.

Look, I'm sleepwalking.

oh oh oh.