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Lin Wei'er half-leaned into Han Changyu's arms like a soft willow supporting the wind, but she stretched out her hand several times to break free, and said with a pale face: "Young Master, don't ...... Slaves...... The slave was covered with dust and blood,...... Very...... It's dirty...... I'm afraid of staining your clothes...... As long as...... As long as you don't hate ...... Slave, slave...... I'm satisfied......"

"Don't say anything, hold on to your strength. Han Changyu said.

Lin Wei'er shook her head and said intermittently: "The slave knows that she can't do it, and she wants to ...... I want to finish the last words......"

"Okay, you say, I'll listen. Han Changyu said softly.

"The slave has no intention of harming you, you must believe the slave and the slave...... The slave and maid do not expect your forgiveness, I just ask that young master, you can send the slave's ashes back to your ......hometown for burial for the sake of the slave and maid who have served you carefully for many years" As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Weier's body went weak and slipped into Han Changyu's arms.

Han Changyu was almost dragged down by Lin Wei'er, he half-knelt down, holding the ground with one hand, holding Lin Wei'er with the other, he didn't move for a long time, his face was dark. Sweat was already soaking through his back.

A bold servant stepped forward, tested Lin Weier's snort, and whispered, "Lin Weier has gone." ”

When everyone heard this, their faces seemed to be sad.

"Send Lin Weier out and bury her well. It is not in vain for her to fight with my master and servant. Han Changyu said. Several people stepped forward to pick up Lin Wei'er, whose body had been slowly cooling, from Han Changyu's arms, and sent her out. And the crowd dispersed.

Several maids wanted to step forward to help Han Changyu, but he shook his head and pushed him away. Han Changyu glanced at the blood on the ground, supported the ground with one hand, and slowly stood up; Han Moyu saw that Han Changyu's forehead hair was already wet with sweat. She looked at Han Changyu with a dark face, didn't dare to approach, and followed Han Changyu closely towards Qingfeng Residence, ready to pounce over and reach out to help Han Changyu at any time.

Thinking of Lin Wei'er's last smiling eyes, Han Moyu wiped a handful of tears, and followed Han Changyu all the way with several maidservants, for fear that Han Changyu would make a mistake. I thought: Looking at Brother Yu's dejected appearance, something will happen, right? I thought: If I had known that I couldn't save Sister Wei'er, I wouldn't have called Brother Yu out. lest he be so sad as he is now, and a cold wind blows, and he should not get sicker.

Phew, what stupid thing I said! It's a life, even if there is a glimmer of hope, it must be saved! Besides, I know that it must not be the poison of Sister Wei'er! What if I let Brother Yu see this miserable scene? If I had to choose again, I would still find my brother to save Sister Wei'er! However, at that time, I would definitely run as fast as I could...... yes, it's all my fault...... Who made me a cripple and can't run fast...... Otherwise, if she had arrived one step earlier, maybe Sister Wei'er would have been saved...... It's all my fault......

"What are you doing with me?" Han Moyu was blaming himself, but suddenly saw Han Changyu stop and turn around and ask.

"I ...... I ......" Han Moyu blushed, but he didn't want Han Changyu to know that he was following him for fear that he would have an accident, and he was afraid that his worries would be superfluous and he would laugh at him. So he said, "I guess I was just scared...... So I was confused for a moment and went the wrong way......"

"Good. An indifferent smile appeared on Han Changyu's pale face; "Then don't make a mistake again." Disperse yell, all of you. I'm fine. I want to be alone and quiet. ”

The other servants and maids turned a deaf ear and only stopped for a moment, and when Han Changyu turned around and continued to walk forward, he followed not far away. Han Changyu stopped again, turned his head, coldly glanced at the people behind him, and shouted, "What Young Master Ben said, do you dare not listen to it?!"

"Slaves/minions don't dare!" shouted in unison.

Han Changyu was angry, and said, "Since you don't dare, don't follow me anymore!" Everyone looked at Han Changyu's angry face, and finally dispersed. Han Moyu lowered his head, stood in place, twisted the corners of his clothes, and did not leave. Han Changyu glanced at her, turned his head again, and continued to walk forward.

If you don't let me follow, I won't follow? Am I not too stupid? Han Moyu shook his head, exhaled deeply, and hurriedly followed behind Han Changyu. After Han Changyu returned to Qingfeng Residence, he entered the house. Han Moyu was relieved and returned the same way.

Unexpectedly, the next day, Qingfengju actually spread the news that Han Changyu was seriously ill. The maid had already reported to Mrs. Han and invited the imperial doctor to come. The maids of Qingfeng Ju are all guarding in front of the cold long royal bed, not leaving an inch.

Han Moyu was anxious, secretly resenting his recklessness yesterday, he shouldn't have dragged Han Changyu out of his illness, let alone let him see Lin Wei'er's death being hit. She quietly ran to the door of Han Changyu's bedroom, wanting to find out, but she saw a room full of people; she was not in a good heart, could it be that Han Changyu was seriously ill?

Imperial Physician Xue looked at the pulse of Han Changyu, and said that Han Changyu's illness had not been cured, and he was infected with wind and cold, so he needed to recuperate. He withdrew everyone again, and said to Mrs. Han: "After the research of the imperial doctors in the Tai Hospital, I think that the symptoms of the young master are like being poisoned by arsenic. This poison is colorless and tasteless, and is extremely toxic, but a small amount can be used in medicine.

If a large amount is taken, it will immediately bleed and die violently on the same day; but if a small amount is taken every day, it will only allow the toxins to slowly accumulate in the body, and the toxins will penetrate the skin from the inside to the outside, and then the internal organs will penetrate; the patient often has a pale face, producing all kinds of weak and uncomfortable symptoms, and the symptoms slowly worsen, and the accumulation reaches a certain time, the patient will die of internal organ failure. ”

Han Moyu overheard it outside the door, thinking about Han Changyu's complexion, he was worried, and he didn't know what to do. I secretly thought to myself, I must do my best to find out the murderer who poisoned my brother!

Mrs. Han ordered the whole house to search thoroughly, but still did not find a single clue. Ordered people to visit the large and small pharmacies and medical centers in the city, and did not find a single record of the use of arsenic in medicine related to the cold mansion. The Han Mansion has strengthened its vigilance, especially in front of the door of the Han Changyu, and has sent additional people to take care of it day and night.

All meals, tea, and even utensils such as dishes and chopsticks are also replaced with new ones, and they are inspected one by one before each use. Under such strict monitoring, although the real culprit was not found, Han Changyu's condition no longer deteriorated.

Since the problem is the decoction, maybe something will be found in the kitchen. Han Mo thought. Then he went to the kitchen again. When he came to the stove where Lin Weier used to boil medicine, Hao Ran saw a brand-new medicine jar placed on the stove. Han Moyu was puzzled in his heart, and looked around at the moment, but he didn't see the medicine jar where Lin Wei'er had boiled the medicine.

When I was wondering, I felt a sudden pause under my feet, and when I stopped to look, I saw an earring falling on the wheat straw next to the fire. Han Moyu picked up the earrings, and saw that there was some blood stains on them, which had long since dried up, so he reached out and put them in his sleeve.