Hot Spring Mental Hospital

At that moment, Mo Wenfeng felt his heart was about to jump into his throat. He and Yue Rensheng were not sure if they could change their bodies, so they decided to guard separately, and Mo Wenfeng stood beside Quan Lu's original body. , He put the deer flat on the ground, stretched out his hand to touch his breath, and rolled over the deer's eyelids. Fortunately, there were still signs of life.

"Quan Lu... Quan Lu..." he whispered.

Quan Lu didn't respond, but Quan Lu on the side slowly opened his eyes.

"Huh..." Quan Lu got up from the ground, and looked down at his body in some puzzlement.

Yue Rensheng was also beside him, seeing that his expression was wrong, he suddenly realized something.

"You... have returned to your body?"

Quan Lu looked up at Yue Rensheng, he was stunned for half a second, then stretched out his arms and hugged Yue Rensheng tightly.

"Mmm! Mmm! I'm back! I'm back!"

The two wept with joy.

But their joy did not affect Mo Wenfeng at all.

He frowned, looking at Quan Lu who was still unconscious on the ground, he felt nervous for the first time.

"Quan Lu... Quan Lu..." He lightly patted Quan Lu's cheek.

As if hearing Mo Wenfeng's call, Quan Lu really slowly opened his eyes.

"Well……"

Seeing that he was awake, Mo Wenfeng quickly helped him up and let him sit on the ground leaning on his chest.

But his face looked a little strange, completely lacking the natural look of Quan Lu.

He glanced blankly at Mo Wenfeng, and then asked, "Who are you?"

Mo Wenfeng: "..."

Quan Lu & Yue Rensheng: "..."

Quan Lu asked cautiously: "So...is this the classic plot of Korean dramas - the legendary amnesia stalk?"

Mo Wenfeng: "..."

"You don't know me?" Mo Wenfeng stared at Quan Lu closely.

Quan Lu always felt that this person in front of him was strange and familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before... But more importantly, this person was a handsome guy, and Quan Lu felt a little bit like being held in his arms by such a handsome guy. I'm sorry, do you accept kissing between men and men, especially since I am a handsome man who likes men.

"That..." Quan Lu asked softly, "Can you let me go?"

Mo Wenfeng let him go as promised.

Quan Lu stood there, looked around, and then his eyes gradually became clear.

Mo Wenfeng saw that he didn't seem to be as confused as before, so he asked, "Do you feel better?"

How could Quan Lu feel better now, it was so good.

He looked around, and then his eyes fixed on Quan Lu, Yue Rensheng and Mo Wenfeng.

"Fuck," he yelled in horror, "who are you and why are you at my house!"

Mo Wenfeng thought that he just lost his memory and couldn't remember anything, and it was inevitable that he would lose control of his emotions. Unexpectedly, Quan Lu looked at him, and said in the next second: "You... aren't you the regent! Are you going to be the king? What are you doing in the royal palace!"

Mo Wenfeng: "..."

Quan Lu went on to say: "Hmph, do you want to covet my royal family's treasure or do you want to blame me - tell you the regent, you will not get what you want!"

Mo Wenfeng remained expressionless: "Oh."

Quan Lu looked at Yue Rensheng and Quan Lu again, and sneered: "Heh, are you the regent's servants? Let me tell you, I will not be forced to submit by you."

Yue Rensheng & Quan Lu: "..."

Why are we all human and handsome, and Mo Wenfeng is the regent, so we have to be his attendants?

This is Quan Lu's mental activity.

But the only thing that is certain is: Quan Lu is insane.

This conclusion comes from authoritative expert Mo Wenfeng. In fact, authoritative experts are not needed to make a diagnosis. Even a medically illiterate like Quan Lu knows that Quan Lu is crazy.

Quan Lu was very repulsed by these three people who suddenly appeared in his palace, mainly because he wholeheartedly believed that the beautiful and beautiful regent in front of him wanted to seize his power.

It's ridiculous, Quan Lu sneered: "I will not let your plot succeed."

Mo Wenfeng: I am tired.

The body has been changed, and Quan Lu has no reason to continue living in Quan Lu's house. He and Yue Rensheng made a plan and decided to move into Yue Rensheng's house to live with Yue Rensheng.

When making this decision, they did not hide it from Mo Wenfeng and Quan Lu.

Mo Wenfeng looked normal, this was someone else's business, and he never liked to get involved in other people's private affairs.

But Quan Lu doesn't think so, especially Quan Lu who is now in the deep well - he always thinks he is the prince.

At this moment, his heart has set off a storm: what!Aren't these two servants of the Regent?Do you think this means wanting to elope and live together? Oh, how naive.

Thinking of this, he looked at Mo Wenfeng sitting beside him, feeling Quan Lu's gaze, Mo Wenfeng turned his head.

It has to be said that Mo Wenfeng liked Quan Lu's original face even more. He looked at it, and couldn't help but lose his senses for a moment, until Quan Lu looked at himself with a strange look, he I just came back to my senses.

"What's wrong?" Mo Wenfeng asked, then blinked naturally.

Quan Lu: "..."

What about Mabo, I feel that the regent looks very handsome, and he happens to be the type I like, but why are you the regent, why!

Quan Lu brought himself into the heroine of Qiong Yao and the heroine of all kinds of pocketbooks. People who love each other can't be together because I am the little princess of my country and you are the little prince of the enemy country.

After thinking about it, Quan Lu felt that he couldn't breathe.

Just wait, why do I want to connect myself and the regent in front of me in some romance novel?

Quan Lu felt extremely frustrated, he lay down on the table, looked at Mo Wenfeng out of the corner of his eye, Mo Wenfeng turned his head, and smiled softly at him.

Quanlu: =///=

Now that Quan Lu has returned to his body, he himself is a little confused as to whether he should return to Wenquan Town Mental Hospital to complete his previous tasks.

Quan Lu was already very familiar with the people in the nursing home, as well as his colleague Wang Hongmian, who he didn't have much contact with, what he was worried about was, what would happen if his secrets were revealed?

But the case is at a loss again...

Quan Lu was not bothered by him at all, he rubbed his eyes, and at this moment, his stomach made a "goo--" sound.

Quan Lu: "..."

Mo Wenfeng smiled and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Quan Lu: "Uh... no, so what, Prince Regent."

Mo Wenfeng didn't know what ghost medicine Yueren Shengshiniang's medicine was. He felt that everything that happened now seemed like a dream, but he still stood up and smiled: "What do you want to eat?"

Quan Lu felt that Mo Wenfeng in front of him seemed to be shining, what the hell, he thought, the regent would actually shine, but the hunger still conquered his bones, he said without disappointment: "I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs."

Mo Wenfeng let out a "hmm", stretched out his hand and rubbed Quan Lu's head, and got up to go to the kitchen.

Quan Lu: "Damn it, I think my eyes are going to go blind."

Yue Rensheng: "Yes."

Quan Lu: "..."

Quan Lu felt that if he continued to stay in this room, he might be kicked to death by the horse. He thought for a while, and pulled Yue Rensheng to bid farewell to Mo Wenfeng.

Mo Wenfeng wished that the two of them would leave quickly. It was the first time he came to Quan Lu's house, but he did not expect such a situation. Now Quan Lu's situation is still unclear, he is really the same as the first two.

But at this moment, he temporarily put those worries aside and started chopping ribs.

It seemed that the sound of chopping ribs attracted Quan Lu in the living room. He tiptoed to Mo Wenfeng's side. Seeing that Mo Wenfeng was really chopping ribs again, and that the knife was stabbing, Quan Lu said: "..."

Mo Wenfeng poured the spare ribs into the pot, and an enticing aroma immediately spread from the kitchen.

Quan Lu: "...It smells so good."

He added in the next sentence: "I didn't expect the majestic regent to cook."

Mo Wenfeng choked up.

Why did he feel a slight sense of abuse.

Young man, you ate very deliciously at my house back then.

Mo Wenfeng sighed, put the fried pork ribs on the table, Quan Lu walked to the kitchen with ease, and after a while, Mo Wenfeng saw him filling two bowls of rice.

"I knew there was leftovers," Quan Lu muttered, seeing that Mo Wenfeng seemed unmoved, Quan Lu said unnaturally, "You can eat too, there just happen to be two bowls of rice."

In fact, Mo Wenfeng was not hungry at all, but he still took the bowl and chopsticks and said with a smile, "Okay."

But Quan Lu felt something was wrong after eating it for 1 minute.

The ribs are delicious, but why does he feel that the more he eats, the more dizzy his head will become.

"Could it be...you..." Quan Lu looked at Mo Wenfeng in disbelief.

Mo Wenfeng looked confused: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Quan Lu gritted his teeth and said, "I was too naive to trust you, Prince Regent."

Mo Wenfeng: "..."

What the hell is this!

But before he had time to think about it, Quan Lu shook his hands and passed out on the table.

Mo Wenfeng turned pale with shock, and quickly helped Quan Lu up.

Breathing, pulse, everything is normal, and there is no disturbance in breathing.

Could it really be the problem with this plate of sweet and sour pork ribs?But I also ate it, why is it okay?

But he hasn't been able to continue thinking - this moment is too short.

In the blink of an eye, Quan Lu opened his eyes again.

It's just that when he saw Mo Wenfeng again, his expression was no longer the weird one just now.

He rubbed his head, looked at Mo Wenfeng, and couldn't help asking: "Doctor Mo?"

Then he looked around again, looking down at his hands.

He was stunned for a while, and asked, "I... came back? Hey, when did you make my favorite sweet and sour pork ribs—where are Quan Lu and Yue Rensheng?"

Mo Wenfeng: "..."

Now Mo Wenfeng understands that the split personality that Quan Lu pretended to be in front of him in order to conceal his identity has now inexplicably become a fact - Quan Lu has a split personality.