"If Madame Han really regarded me as her own flesh and blood, then she would definitely feel sorry for me when she saw me kneeling in the rain. So, this time I'm betting not just on you, but on Mrs. Han's heart for me. I want to see if she really hurts me. Han Mo said.

When Mo Chunlan heard this, she was a little stunned. She turned her head to look at Han Moyu, only to see her eyes full of determination. Could it be that after this child returned to the Cold Mansion, he was still not treated as before? Mo Chunlan's heart was a little uneasy. She looked at Han Moyu's gaze, in addition to love, there was more distress and worry.

Han Moyu was a little uncomfortable by her, so she had to kneel on her own and look ahead. Not far ahead, is the main hall where Xi Zhaoju lives. The door of the temple was closed, and a soft light came out of it, reflecting the ground outside the house.

Han Moyu shivered in the wind and rain, and she looked at the hall intently, hoping that the door would open and someone would come out of it.

Someone opened the window and looked out, and Han Mo was happy, but saw that the window was closed again.

Han Moyu was full of anticipation, hoping that Mrs. Han would come out, or send someone to her, and shouted: "Don't kneel, go back quickly." However, she waited a long time, but she did not wait.

"What, come here to ask for your own suffering?" Just as Han Moyu was disappointed, he heard a familiar voice behind him. She turned her head away. Sure enough, the eldest prince Han Changyu came.

In the pouring rain, the smoke and rain formed a huge bead curtain, which seemed to separate Han Moyu and Han Changyu in two worlds. Han Changyu was wearing a bright red brocade robe at the moment, but such a bright warm color did not add much warmth to his body.

There was no retinue behind him, and a man walked towards him, covered in misty water. That feeling makes people feel so far away, like the clouds in the sky that cannot be touched.

Han Moyu suddenly felt an inexplicable heartache. She turned her head and stopped looking at Han Changyu.

Han Changyu approached, took off the robe on his body and gently draped it on Han Moyu's body, his movements were very gentle. Han Moyu wanted to refuse, but he pressed his shoulder hard: "Moyu, you are really uneasy." Otherwise, you will beg your brother once, and go in for your brother to intercede for you?" he joked.

Han Moyu shook his head, bit his lip and said, "Don't bother my brother." It's my own business, and I'll take care of it myself. ”

"Don't you really need to bother me?" Han Changyu raised his eyebrows a little dissatisfied, "If you're just because you don't want to beg me...... You can ...... if you don't ask for it," he smiled, "I was joking, and I didn't expect you, a stubborn cow, to bow your head and beg me for anything." Besides, interceding for his younger brother is his brother's duty. With that, he walked towards the main hall where Xi Zhao lived, but as soon as he lifted his foot, he was hugged by Han Moyu from behind.

"Brother Yu, I don't need you to intercede! I want to kneel here and plead for Aunt Lan!" Han Moyu said, looking at Han Changyu with a determined face.

Han Changyu looked back at Han Moyu for a long time, sighed, and said, "It's really stubborn! This is not good, you know? Okay, if you don't want me to care, then I really don't care. If you regret it, come to Qingfeng Ju and find me, I will wait for you. With that, he turned and walked away.

Han Moyu put half of the brocade robe given by Han Changyu on Mo Chunlan's body, and then curled up inside. She kept her head down, a little lost.

Perhaps, in her mother's eyes, she is a child who is not worthy of her heart at all, right? Han Moyu thought so, and a sadness surged in his heart. However, she still insisted on kneeling. The light in the room was on, as if it gave her hope, even if it was so slim. However, no one came out of the hall until long after the lamp had gone out.

It was getting late, and the rain was still crackling. Han Moyu helped Mo Chunlan, smiled self-deprecatingly, and then said in a dumb voice: "It seems that no one will take care of us tonight." Aunt Lan, let's get up. ”

Mo Chunlan hesitated and didn't dare to get up, and shirked: "Mrs. Han didn't tell me to get up, I'd better kneel for a while...... Mo Yu, why don't you go back to sleep first, and the slave will go back later......"

Han Moyu's heart was sour and bitter, but she held back her tears, pulled Mo Chunlan and shouted: "People don't care about us anymore, what are we still kneeling for? If you want to kneel, get up early tomorrow morning and kneel again!"

Mo Chunlan couldn't resist the cold words, so she had to smile and said, "Okay, let's get up first, and then kneel tomorrow ......"

When Han Mo helped Mo Chunlan get up, Mo Chunlan stumbled and almost fell. She bent over to support her legs, didn't raise her head for a long time, and her face turned pale.

"Mother......" Han Moyu screamed in distress, and rushed over to help Mo Chunlan.

……

The next morning, it was past the time to say goodbye, and Han Moyu hadn't gotten up yet. Mo Chunlan urged outside the door several times, and finally couldn't help but push the door in to see.

"Moyu, Master Moyu, it's time to get up. Mo Chunlan shouted softly in Han Moyu's ear, and gently shook Han Moyu while reaching out her hand. However, Han Moyu opened his eyes in a daze, glanced at her, and closed his eyes again.

"What's wrong, are you feeling unwell?" Mo Chunlan looked at Han Moyu with an anxious face, and reached out to touch Han Moyu's forehead. The fingers came with a hot temperature.

"Oh no, come on, Young Master Moyu has a fever!" Mo Chunlan shouted in a panic.

And the cold ink language on the bed was woken up by Mo Chunlan's scream, she tried to open her eyes, but she couldn't.

Her brain was dizzy, and what kept appearing in front of her was an endless forest of pear blossoms, and the pear blossoms were in full bloom, connected together, as spectacular as a snowfield. And in this snowfield of pear blossom forests, a familiar purple figure walks through it.

Don't go!!! She anxiously wanted to pull away the flower branch and follow the footsteps of the man. But the sea of flowers was too luxuriant, blocking her way, so that she couldn't get close to the man in purple. The man in purple finally faded away under her sight, and then disappeared into the sea of flowers.

She chased all the way to the depths of the sea of flowers, looked around, and disappeared the figure of the man in purple. Anxiety, disappointment, rushed towards her heart, as fierce as a tide. She almost burst into tears.

……

Mrs. Qiu in the main house took her daughter Han Lingshuang to greet Mrs. Han early in the morning, and several maidservants also followed. As a result, Mo Chunlan and Han Moyu were left in the Autumn Moon Pavilion of Nuo University, and they looked even more deserted.

Mo Chunlan went to the courtyard to fetch well water, soaked a towel and put it on Han Moyu's forehead, and then poured hot water and wiped Han Moyu's whole body. However, Han Moyu showed no signs of improvement.

Mo Chunlan originally thought that after Mrs. Qiu came back, she would ask her to help take care of Han Moyu, so that she could rest assured that she would ask Mrs. Han to ask for a doctor, but seeing that it was all over the day, Mrs. Qiu had not come back yet.

Seeing that Han Moyu had a high fever and was so sick that she was in a daze, Mo Chunlan had no choice but to be ruthless, dropped Han Moyu, and hurried to report to Mrs. Han.

Due to kneeling in the wind and rain for most of the night, Mo Chunlan's leg problem flared up again. She was in a cold sweat with every step she took, but she still gritted her teeth and limped towards the courtyard gate.

But unexpectedly, as soon as she walked to the gate of the courtyard, Mo Chunlan was stopped. Mo Chunlan realized that there were two more guards at the door. Only then did Mo Chunlan know that she and Han Moyu had been under house arrest since last night.

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