"I was very uncomfortable. Han Mo said with a pant.

"I know. Shen Zhongan said with difficulty, breathing heavier and heavier. He felt his heart beat faster, and a frenzied shout came from every cell in his body, making him go crazy and lose his mind at any moment. He shook his head vigorously, but Xue Ling'er's appearance appeared in his mind.

"I like you...... I want you ......" Zhong An kissed Han Moyu, and his mind was full of Xue Ling'er's smile. Han Moyu was soft and had no strength at all. She blushed as she felt a hard object lower her legs, and what little sanity she had left made her sense the danger and try to push away the deadly temptation.

"You can't do this, you can't! you get out of here!" she reached out to push him away, but her body couldn't fill the chasm's desire/desire screamed, and she couldn't let go. I just want to hold him tighter.

Outside the house, Xue Ling'er drove all the male servants outside the courtyard to guard them for the sake of Han Moyu's reputation, and guarded uneasily outside the door for a while, and when she heard the sound coming from the house, her face was burned red. And the other three **** little maids were also embarrassed and red.

Xue Ling'er couldn't stay any longer, and she didn't dare to break in rashly, so she had to take the maid out of the wing room and stand outside the courtyard. No one noticed that as soon as they walked away, the door of the back wing creaked open, and a figure slipped out of it, and then hid in another wing room in the corner.

Shen Zhongan was soaked in sweat, he was shocked and frightened, afraid that he would do something that would make him regret it for the rest of his life. He got up and fumbled to light the candle.

The room became bright. Looking at the delirious Han Moyu in front of him, Shen Zhongan was full of remorse, he slapped himself hard, knelt on the ground, and slammed into the ground again, until the ground was hit with blood, "Miss Moyu, it's the slave who didn't protect you!"

Han Moyu tried to keep his consciousness clear, and said, "Zhong'an, don't do this! It's not your fault! Someone is trying to harm us!"

"The minion begs you! Let's go! Don't see the slave's ugliness!" Shen Zhong'an suddenly turned his head, said with red eyes, knelt on the ground, kowtowed vigorously, blood flowed from his forehead, and it was covered with sweat and dust, making him look even more terrifying.

Han Moyu's heart was beating wildly, and she could barely move. She struggled to open her eyes and prepared to walk out the door.

"Hurry up, hurry up!please!" Shen Zhong'an gasped and roared in a low voice, "While I still have the last shred of sanity!"

Han Moyu crawled to the door and pulled out the latch, only to find that the door couldn't be pushed open. Someone locked it from the outside. Han Mo slammed on the door fiercely, but found that no one answered. Outside, there was not a single figure of the servants. She turned her head to look at Shen Zhong'an, shocked and frightened.

"Tie me up, hurry up!" Shen Zhong'an panted. He tore the sheets and tore them into strips of cloth, then sat against the head of the bed, letting Han Mo Yu come closer. When Han Moyu approached, Shen Zhongan kissed it all of a sudden, pressed Han Moyu down on the bed, he gasped, and looked at Han Moyu for a long time before finally letting go of his hand.

Shen Zhong'an closed his eyes, grabbed the saber, slashed off his fingers, and stabbed himself in the chest. Eventually, the severe pain made his breathing a little calmer.

"What are you doing?!" Han Moyu cried.

"It's fine, it's just a broken finger. Shen Zhong'an gasped, sat down against the head of the bed, and said, "Hurry up, tie me up!" Han Moyu stretched out his weak hand, tried many times, and finally tied him to the head of the bed, tied tightly. Then he straightened his clothes and curled up at the other end of the bed.

Han Moyu felt uncomfortable all over, as uncomfortable as being gnawed by ants, and she almost lost consciousness several times. When she came to her senses, she found herself covered in sweat. Shen Zhong'an closed his eyes, and large drops of sweat poured out of his face, and then slid down his forehead. His clothes were soaking wet. He was hot, gritted his teeth, and said nothing.

There seemed to be a beast in his heart, roaring wildly, trying to break free. He shuddered, endured, and closed his eyes.

Han Moyu had fallen into a delirium, and she sat with her knees crossed, already biting her lip.

Just then, the door was kicked open. Fu Changyu barged in with an iron face. When he saw Shen Zhong'an sitting on the edge of the bed with a tied knot, covered in blood, and Han Moyu lying on the other side of the sleep, he rushed forward and hugged Han Moyu tightly.

Shen Zhongan raised his head, showed a smiling face, and said, "You're finally here." Then he tilted his head and dizzy.

"Han Moyu, Mo Yu, how are you?" Fu Changyu hugged Han Moyu and shook her anxiously, trying to shake her up from her blurred state. But Han Moyu was like an octopus, reaching out and grabbing Fu Changyu tightly, and his legs were also wrapped. Fu Changyu's heart was extremely painful, and he shook Han Mo and asked, "You see clearly, who am I?!"

Han Mo replied in a daze: "Is it Brother Yu?......"

Fu Changyu was about to answer, but when he heard Han Moyu, he shook his head and said to himself: "No, you are Shen Zhongan...... You go away, don't touch me!" Fu Changyu hugged Han Moyu, kissed her, and said, "It's okay, it's me, Fu Changyu, I'm here to save you." Don't be afraid. ”

Han Moyu has woken up slowly. She raised her head, her misty eyes filled with lust. She wrapped her hand around Fu Changyu and didn't let go, and her face turned red. Fu Changyu clicked on Han Moyu's sleeping hole, and she quieted down, but her whole body was still burning and she couldn't stop trembling.

The accompanying imperial doctor looked at it and said, "Miss Moyu, this is the poison of the mutant ylang-ylang, which is an extremely fierce and spicy charm/poison. White ylang-ylang was first paid tribute to the royal family by the vassal kingdom to flirt. A small amount of Caucasian ylang-ylang has mild medicinal properties, which can soothe people physically and mentally, and has the effect of refreshing the nerves. However, in order to compete for favor, many concubines added other flattery/poison to this white ylang-ylang, which aggravated the toxicity. ”

At that time, this poison was rampant in the palace and almost injured the dragon's body, so the royal family ordered people to destroy all the white ylang-ylangs, and explicitly banned planting, and violators should be beheaded according to the law. Now the poison in Miss Mo is very similar to the white ylang-ylang, but the poison is much more violent, like the legendary variant ylang-ylang. This poison is even more domineering and hurtful. ”

"Is it really necessary to perform the Zhou/Gong/Rite?' is there any other way?" asked Fu Changyu.

The Imperial Physician shook his head and said, "There is no cure for this kind of charm/poison. ”

After the imperial doctor left, Fu Chang looked at the cold ink words that were still distorting on the bed, and a burst of self-blame and pity welled up in his heart. He stepped forward, wanting to use internal force to force the poison, but Han Moyu rushed away the acupoint and wrapped it around like a snake, hugging his body tightly, constantly groping for comfort.

Fu Changyu grabbed her wrist and said loudly: "Moyu, wake up and look at me! Do you understand what you are doing?" But Han Moyu's body was still as hot as charcoal fire, and he just hugged him in a daze, rubbing his body. "Wake up, Moyu!"

"Wake up, Mo Yu, haven't you helped me detoxify, why don't you help you detoxify yourself?" Fu Changyu hugged the unconscious person in distress and hugged her into his arms. "Aren't you very powerful, how can you fall for someone else's flattery/poison?"

"You really ...... Can't you really detoxify yourself? Moyu, wake up......"

“…… Okay, I'll help you detoxify, don't hate me when you wake up, okay?" Fu Changyu said, hugging Han Moyu and bursting out of tears: "Who did it, tell me, I'll break that person into ten thousand pieces for you!" He gritted his teeth, flattened Han Moyu, and then took off Han Moyu's clothes. The man below him let out a trembling moan.

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