"The maidservant washed him and wrapped him up and laid him beside me, and I held him in my arms, and I was very sleepy, and fell asleep. When I woke up, when I went to see him again, I noticed that something was wrong. Although the two children are very similar, no matter how similar they are, they can't fool a mother's eyes. So, I hurriedly lifted the swaddling clothes and went to check on the baby's body. Looking at this, I am even more sure that this child is not my biological flesh and blood at all. ”

Mrs. Han continued: "I gave birth to a boy, and this child is a girl, and there is not a single spot on my child, but on the forehead of the child, there is a pink birthmark the size of a fingernail. At that time, I was holding the baby who I didn't know when it was dropped, and I was anxious and angry. However, at that time, the general pushed the door in and went to hold the child with joy. I saw his elated expression, and finally put back the words that came to my mouth. I know that I can't say anything until I find my biological flesh and blood. ”

"Later, my child was not found, but the unknown child was left behind and took my child's place. As soon as I saw this child, I thought of my own child, angry, hateful, but had no way to talk to anyone. That's why I snubbed this child and left it to my subordinates to raise. ”

"At that time, after Mo Chunlan took this child away from the cold mansion, I was happy for a while, thinking to myself, I don't have to see this eye-catching guy anymore. However, in this way, I have no way to explain it to the general. So, when you said you were going to find this child, I acquiesced. ”

"So, now you finally understand, your mother and I are not a vicious mother, at least, I love my children in every way. And Yu'er, you are my only flesh and blood, and my only hope. ”

"Then, my brother, are you still looking for him?" Fu Changyu's face was solemn.

"I'm not looking for it. Tired. He must have died a long time ago. I'm not going to go to him, it's enough for me to have a son from you. As she spoke, Mrs. Han stretched out her hand to Fu Changyu and touched Fu Changyu's cheek, and a smile bloomed on her beautiful face.

"What about this child? Do you really intend to make her your tool and carry all this?" asked Fu Changyu.

"Yes. Mrs. Han smiled, "Yu'er, I know you are soft-hearted and reluctant. Didn't my mother tell you that if you want to achieve great things, you must have a choice and learn to sacrifice. Besides, since Mo Yu's biological mother can install her in our cold mansion, there must be her conspiracy. Why should we lose a great opportunity to exploit such an enemy pawn?"

"If you don't use it well, she may become your enemy, and if you use it well, she will really pave the way for you. You have to believe that your mother is for your good, and she must follow the route I have set, and live like this for the sake of Hanfu and for you. I think she would be willing to do it for your sake. Mrs. Han said.

Fu Changyu slowly stood up, retreated, and walked out of the hall of Xi Zhaoju. Knowing Han Moyu's true identity, he should have been happy, but for some reason, his heart was very heavy. Many years ago, who was it, and for what purpose, put Han Moyu in Hanfu and by his side? And does Han Moyu know this? How much does he know? What will become of me and Moyu?

With a heavy heart, Fu Changyu came to Hanmo Yu. Han Mo was still asleep.

Fu Changyu lifted her up and hugged her into his arms. He hugged Han Moyu, feeling like hugging a rugged skeleton;

"Moyu, I'm sorry...... Please forgive me......"

"Moyu, I'm sorry...... Am I wrong...... I shouldn't have treated you like this......"

Fu Changyu kissed Han Moyu lightly, and the kiss was like a petal, gently falling on Han Moyu's forehead, fine and gentle. At that time, his eyes were still closed. Fu Changyu was like that, kissing Han Mo softly, and whispering her name in her ear.

No matter what they become in the future, whether they are friends or enemies, he doesn't care, what he wants is to imprison this girl forever, embrace her in his arms, and never let go.

Han Moyu was like a dream, and now, his consciousness began to wake up. She seemed to hear and feel it all the time...... It's just that she was so tired that she curled up and closed herself up, not listening, not talking, and not looking...... Her soul, too, was quiet, and she fled from the shell, floating in the air, but she never left.

When the gentle kiss landed on Han Moyu's lips, Han Moyu felt it clearly. Fu Changyu looked up at Han Moyu, took her hand, and leaned down again. The tip of Fu Changyu's tongue pried open Han Moyu's lips and poked in.

Han Mo was in a trance, feeling the attack and entanglement of the tip of the flexible tongue, gentle and domineering. A little deeper, a little harder. Slowly, it turned into a slight bite. Slightly painful but so sweet and warm, with a touch of honey, it is intoxicating. Han Moyu's heart was beating as if it had been resurrected, but every time it beat, it was extremely painful.

But her eyes were still closed. The warm breath exhaled by Fu Changyu rushed towards Han Moyu, and Han Moyu was grinding in his ears and temples, and his face began to redden. Her heart pounded.

"I love you, Moyu. I love you. Wake up quickly. Fu Changyu kissed and whispered in her ear. Han Moyu's tears poured out all of a sudden, clicked, and landed on the back of Fu Changyu's hand.

"Moyu, open your eyes and look at me......" Fu Changyu hugged the man and kissed the tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Do you want to be like this, and never open your eyes? I know you're awake, and I know you can feel me...... I'm never going to leave you again, I'm not going to hurt you like that again, okay?"

"Just like that, stay with me...... Never, don't part ...... again," Fu Changyu's fingers caressed Han Moyu's beautiful face like a lotus flower. The child, in spite of all his emaciation, had such an astonishing beauty. Fu Changyu just stared at Han Moyu like that, just as Han Moyu once stared at him. Fu Changyu stretched out his hand and gently hugged Han Moyu, whispering in her ear.

Han Moyu closed his eyes and felt the warmth coming from his body. Her heart still hurt so much that she couldn't breathe. Wasn't this the result she was hoping for? Wasn't she always wanting to be embraced by that person like this? But why did she feel so distressed at this time?