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9. Fear of the heart

Han Changyu looked at the red blood stains oozing from the white gauze on Han Moyu's neck, sat down again, and reached out to stroke Han Moyu's cheek.

If, as the rumors say, Han Moyu was not born to his mother, then who was his biological mother? Is it Mo Chunlan, the mother's personal maidservant? Thinking of this, he smiled and shook his head slightly.

Anyone can see that my father loves my mother so much. Otherwise, my father would not have been forced to marry the two mediocre-looking concubines of the Huang family and the Qiu family because of political reasons, and refused to give them one by the dignitaries. Then there is only one possibility, the maid Mo Chunlan is bent on marrying her father as a concubine, and she has some unknown means, so she has Hanmo language.

When the mother learned about it, she was furious and threatened the lives of Mo Chunlan's mother and son many times. Mo Chunlan took Han Moyu with her in order to escape for her life. But now that Mo Chunlan is dead, what kind of threat will Han Moyu, a child under the fence who has lost the protection of her biological mother, have to put Han Moyu to death? Is her hatred really like this? Han Changyu shook his head, closed his eyes, and grabbed Han Moyu's hand in his palm.

At this time, Han Moyu moved, and Han Changyu hurriedly grabbed her hand and shouted, "Moyu! Moyu!" However, Han Moyu still did not open his eyes. Han Changyu sat on the edge of Han Moyu's bed like this. I kept watch for most of the night.

It was already late, Han Changyu's eyes were already dark, and he couldn't support it anymore, Gong Rou'er brought him a blanket, and Han Changyu lay sideways next to Han Moyu, reaching out and hugging her body.

It was already late, Han Changyu's eyes were already dark, and he couldn't support it anymore, Gong Rou'er brought him a blanket, and Han Changyu lay sideways next to Han Moyu, reaching out and hugging her body.

The next morning, when the first rays of sunlight shone through the window. Han Moyu opened his eyes. She felt her body surrounded by someone. She turned her head to look in confusion, only to see Han Changyu lying beside her.

Han Changyu fell asleep, his long eyelashes drooping, covering his eyes that were as deep as a pool of water. Now him. It seems to be getting a little more intimate. Han Moyu's heart suddenly soured. She just looked at Han Changyu motionless for a long time.

She didn't know if it was a dream or not. Or maybe he's dead. It was a vision of her. She moved, reached out and touched Han Changyu's face, then turned her head and touched her neck. on her neck. It is wrapped in a thick layer of gauze. Twisting her neck a little bit made her feel pain.

It turns out that I am still alive. Han Moyu looked at Han Changyu, who was sleeping beside him, and then looked up at the gauze tent, revealing a miserable smile.

Han Changyu woke up at this time. When he saw Han Moyu looking at Han Moyu with his eyes open, he sat up suddenly, grabbed Han Moyu's hand and asked, "How are you? Do you still hurt? Do you want to eat something?" I will ask someone to get it for you. ”

Han Moyu shook his head, closed his eyes and lay down for a while, then took a deep breath and struggled to get up.

Han Changyu shouted anxiously, "What are you doing? Lie down quickly! You have lost too much blood now, you must rest well! You will faint when you go out!"

Han Moyu glanced at Han Changyu, smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay. I'm going back to my room to rest. ”

"Why? Am I not good here? Why do you want to go back?" Han Changyu asked, "You will only get the best care if you are here!"

Han Moyu shook his head and said, "Thank you, Young Master, for your concern for me." It's so cozy, but it's not the place I should be. Here, I will forget who I am. ”

"What are you talking about?" Han Changyu said with a frown, "I'll let you stay here, you'll stay here!

Han Moyu lowered his head and pushed Han Changyu away, and said, "Have you forgotten what you said to me?

Han Changyu's face changed slightly, and he said, "You...... Do you hold a grudge against me?"

Han Moyu shook his head and said, "No. It's just that you said that I will only be safe if I stay away from you. I have this sentence firmly in my heart. I don't want to die yet. ”

Han Changyu frowned, reached out and pressed Han Moyu's shoulder, and asked, "Do you mean to say that your mother sent someone to hurt you this time?

Han Moyu shook his head and said, "Brother, don't go against your mother anymore. She didn't hurt me this time. ”

"She didn't do it, who did it? You sue your brother, and your brother will definitely help you avenge this sword revenge!" Han Changyu said.

Han Mo stopped talking. She suddenly felt a little sad, but she wanted to laugh. She was actually hurt by her own parents one after another! They may not care about her child at all! No, she has already seen it very clearly, she has no family relationship with Ning Rouge, the head of the Han family, and in her eyes, she is just a subordinate slave. Perhaps, even a subordinate slave is inferior.

But what does it matter, she can live well alone. It doesn't matter, from now on, she will not expect anything in her cold words. She will keep to herself, live her life well, and live carefully. Also, sooner or later, she would leave here, from this place that didn't belong to her in the first place.

"I'm just an inconspicuous and insignificant person, who would want to go through so much trouble and try to harm such a useless person? With that, Han Moyu pushed away Han Changyu's hand, got out of bed, and slowly walked outside the house.

She wants to do her best to get better. She only has half a life now, and she still has a lot to do to survive. For example, how to bring the mandala back to life in a flower garden.

Joke! How could these mandalas who had been killed come back to life by a miracle? Impossible! Perhaps, should she think about escaping now? Yes, let all the promises and unpromised ones be rolled into the toilet! The words she said to her father were nothing more than a delaying tactic!

She said in cold ink, in fact, she wanted to buy time so that she could escape from here as soon as possible! Let those people she once knew, and the people she once cared about, be left behind! Survival is the most important thing.

Han Moyu thought as he walked towards the Autumn Moon Pavilion.

…… (To be continued......)