There was a crack in the cabinet door. Chu Yu moved his legs, curled up, and looked out through the crack in the door.

The eldest prince did not come, so the second prince and several other younger princes sneaked up to the second floor, took out the medicinal powder from their pockets, and sprinkled it on the cakes. It was obvious at a glance that the cakes had been tampered with.

The second prince sneered: "Do you think she is blind?"

He winked at the eunuch behind him. The eunuch nodded, poured out the cakes on the plate, took out a paper bag from his sleeve, and put the same cakes on it.

"Second brother, what are you doing?"

"I asked the kitchenette to make the pastries specially. I added laxative powder and she will never find out."

"Wow, you are indeed the second brother!"

"Stop being so nagging, hurry up and leave. I don't know where the little mute has gone. We have to leave before she comes back!"

The voices of several people faded away, and the crumbs and cakes on the table were cleaned up by the eunuch, leaving no trace.

After a few people walked away, Chu Yu punched the cabinet door, but he didn't expect the door to be smashed open. He didn't pay attention and fell to the ground off guard.

Chu Yu came from a family of military generals, and his skin was strong through training. He didn't feel any pain. The girl came out of the cabinet slowly. Chu Yu said angrily: "You saw it, they added ingredients to the pastry, you must not eat it!"

The other party glanced at him lightly, took the book and read it by the window.

Chu Yu sat cross-legged next to her. After thinking for a while, he took out the oil paper bag from his arms. He slowly opened it, and the scent of osmanthus wafted out instantly.

He held the oil paper bag, moved his buttocks next to the girl, and said with a smile: "My mother made this early in the morning because she was afraid that I would be hungry. My father picked the osmanthus himself. You can eat this. It tastes very good."

And it’s not boring at all.”

The girl looked at him and then at the pastry. Chu Yu held the pastry with his hands stretched out and grinned: "Don't be shy, just eat it. If you like it, I will bring it to you tomorrow."

In the end, the girl ate all the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Chu Yu folded the oil paper and put it in his arms. At this time, his stomach began to growl.

The girl was silent, opened the porcelain bottle, asked Chu Yu to stretch out his hand, and poured a pill into his palm.

"Jelly beans?" Chu Yu threw the elixir into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it. Suddenly he felt a slight fever in his Dantian, his hunger disappeared, and his stomach stopped growling.

He exclaimed exaggeratedly: "This candy is so hungry!"

The girl continued to read the book. Chu Yu touched his belly and asked, "Are you really not able to speak?"

She raised her eyes, looked at him for a moment, and shook her head slightly.

Chu Yu was happy: "I knew that noble people are slow to speak, so you must be more valuable than sweet-scented osmanthus!"

The leaves are swaying in the wind, and there is still a vague fragrance of flowers in the room. It is getting late, the sun is setting, and the moon is sparse.

"You ate my pastries and I ate your jelly beans. We are friends now. To be friends, we need to exchange names, but I heard that you don't have a name..."

Speaking of this, Chu Yu was a little distressed. He thought hard about a solution, but he couldn't figure it out. His eyes turned around irritably. When he looked up, he saw the stars in the sky and the crescent moon. He had a flash of idea: "By the way, why not?"

I’ll call you Little Crescent Moon from now on!”

The girl put down the book, and Chu Yu explained with a smile: "The sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, and the bright moon is bright. You just ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and now the moon has come out. The word 'month' is clever and nice, but the crescent moon is missing, and the full moon is good."

Why don't I just call you...Xiaoyue'er!"

The girl was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

Chu Yu's eyes lit up, "You agreed!"

His self-confidence is overwhelming: "I am really a little genius with ordinary names."

He suddenly thought of something and slapped his forehead: "Oh no, it's getting dark. It's time for my mother to pick me up. I have to go. See you tomorrow!"

He hurried downstairs, and the girl could still see his figure running wildly in the dark from the window.

She withdrew her gaze and slowly raised her head. The moon was clear and clear, the sky was full of stars, and the breeze was blowing her hair. After a long time, she softly uttered one word:

"star."

…

Chu Bai suddenly realized: "It turns out that she gave her name by herself."

Chu Yu stretched out: "That's it for now. I'm tired today. I'll tell you the rest when I have time."

"Do you think I'm stupid~" Chu Bai stared at her round eyes, "After all, you didn't tell me why!"

Chu Yu lowered his eyes: "There's nothing to say. People are selfish. Trading one person's death for everyone's life is actually a very good deal."

Chu Bai gritted his teeth: "What about you? Why did you stay in the cemetery for two thousand years?"

"Well..." Chu Bai waited patiently for his answer, but he heard two words that were so angry that he would not pay for his life.

"Forgot." Chu Yu had a smile on his face and exuded the aura of a rogue.

…

As the end of the year approaches, everyone starts to get busy, especially celebrities, who have to prepare for the New Year's Eve party. Their schedules are full, and even transparent people like Sun Liling are much busier than usual.

Only Fu Jia was very leisurely every day, drinking and playing golf, and the day passed like this.

The life of the rich second generation is so simple and unpretentious.

Fu Jia didn't go to work, and he couldn't spend all the assets and shares in his name in three lifetimes. He usually gathered with friends to eat, drink and have fun, not to mention that at the end of the year, he still drank and chatted with a group of people in a nightclub.

Seeing that he was a single figure, someone put his arm around his shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Jia, come on, it's boring to drink alone. I'll ask two girls to pour wine for me."

"It's boring." Fu Jia shook the wine glass and swirled the liquid in it.

The man was surprised: "Brother Jia, this is not like you. Why did you change your gender? I heard that you have been getting close to Taoist priests recently. Don't tell me, you have seen through the world of mortals and plan to become a monk!"

"Hahahaha, it's so good."

"Amitabha, donor, I think you have a sign of great misfortune in recent days. Why don't you report your three surroundings and let me count them..."

The friends imitated the monks and laughed in front of Fu Jia.

Fu Jia lowered his face and kicked him: "Get out of here."

"Hey, Brother Jia, what's wrong with you? I asked you out ten times and you only came out twice. Now I won't even let you joke. You're not honest.

"That's right, it's so disappointing."

"Brother Jia, don't be obsessed with that little star named Chu or whatever. He claims that he is a Taoist priest. I think he is just learning the secrets of fish and using his identity as a Taoist priest to have sex with men -"

With a "bang", Fu Jia kicked the coffee table, bottles and cans fell to the ground and rolled around. The originally noisy private room was silent.

Fu Jia put his feet on the coffee table, took a puff of the cigarette, shook the ashes, and his eyes fell on the person who just spoke. He smiled coldly, leaned forward, and pressed the scarlet cigarette butt directly on the back of the person's hand.

.

The man was covered in cold sweat, but he didn't dare to move.

Fu Jia seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Keep your mouth clean."

"Jia, Brother Jia, don't be angry, I was wrong, I will never say it again..."

The man slapped himself hard. Fu Jia stared at him. He gritted his teeth and slapped him again.

The crisp voice resounded throughout the private room, and Fu Jia smiled: "That's right, what can and cannot be said, no matter how much you drink, you have to be measured, right?"
Chapter completed!