The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

Before he finished his words, he saw Mo Wushuang walking slowly towards the betting table, took out a small wooden card from his arms, and placed it on the table.

The young man took the wooden sign, and while holding his chest sadly, he took out a thick stack of silver tickets, and had to "show" a polite smile that was uglier than crying, and grinned: "My son, you really are God man, there is such an ability as an unknown prophet..."

"You bet the No. 12 Feng Ruchu, this is your capital of 10 million taels... Besides, you won... 20 million taels... it's all here."

Mo Wushuang gave a hmm, took the silver ticket blankly, and turned to leave.

Then, he handed the 20 million taels of silver to Feng Ruchu.

"You want me to bet for you."

Then, looking at Yu Xiao, he said, "Your capital."

Yuxiao:...

His face was inexhaustible, his face slapped, and even his teeth hurt: "Brother, you... What do you want me to say about you... You actually used my money to help Feng Ruchu gamble? You..."

Mo Wushuang glanced at him lightly; "How about me, Xiaoyu?"

Yuxiao:...

A chill of Ling Chi spread all over his body, Yu Xiao quickly took the money from Mo Wu's hands, and even said: "It's nothing... Brother did a good job, Brother did the right thing... This kind of steady profit and loss business. , And only a man of God like brother can an unknown prophet..."

"Ah! Well, I have something else, I slipped away!"

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"When are you planning to leave?" On the stone bench in the courtyard, Mo Wushuang was holding the blue and white porcelain cup of the size, and slowly took a sip of "Medicine" Wanggu's collection of Chen tea.

Thinking that Jiang Li was really attentive to Feng Ruchu, all the plants and trees were arranged by him personally, and even the tea leaves that were not available in Jinxiu Pavilion were all sent here.

Can't say it, I feel a little panicked.

"The day after tomorrow." Feng Ru thought for a while and said.

"The day after tomorrow?" Mo Wushuang frowned slightly, "Didn't the pill fighting conference have ended?"

Feng Ruchu was holding a thick stack of silver bills in his hand, and he counted them quickly. While opening his eyes to ￥￥, he naturally replied: "The next day will not be an elixir of porcelain living together. Well, I still want to practice a few more advanced pill tomorrow to make some money."

"Making money?" Mo Wushuang's expression "shows" a trace of "confusion". The Lord Lord, who does not eat the fireworks, never knows the smell of copper. The first time I used money, Feng Ruchu patted his chest and said to him. At that time, when he was confidently asked to pay.

Feng Ruchu's little chicken nodded his head: "Well...I have taken a fancy to a yard, and I plan to save some money to buy it... You don't know the messy things in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Sooner or later. I want to move out from Ligate...If I don’t have any money then, I won’t be able to "live out" on the street."

"Why do you sleep on the street, my..." Mo Wushuang paused when he blurted out.

Feng Ruchu was propping his chin with one hand, like a soft and cunning little fox, leaning close to him, smiling with beautiful eyes shining brightly.

"What's wrong with you? Is your room very big? If you occupy a hill by yourself, do you often feel so empty and lonely and cold in the long night? Do you need a long-sleeved dancer like me to help you warm the hill? ?"

Mo Wushuang:...

"People outside the Baiyun Mountain and Baiyun Mountain are not allowed to enter."

Feng Ruchu pouted unhappily, and hummed: "I'm still an outsider..."