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"How is this good?Brother, you lie down first, I'll call the imperial doctor immediately......" Han Moyu said anxiously, and was about to turn around, but was grabbed by Han Changyu.

I saw Han Changyu's pale face, barely opened his eyes, shook his head at Han Moyu, his bloodless lips moved slightly, and said in a low voice: "If I can't do it, you must replace me, take care of my mother, take care of this family...... Okay?"

"No, don't ......," Han Moyu suddenly sobbed, "You live well, how can you die...... Stop talking nonsense...... I don't want to lose another loved one......"

Han Changyu smiled slightly, stretched out a hand to caress Han Moyu's tear-stained face, slid it onto her shoulder again, and patted it gently, "When I'm dead, I'm crying, okay?" Okay, you can help me bring me the night pot under the bed first." ”

Han Moyu stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, bent down to look for it, but only saw a delicate carved crystal pot under the bed, and did not see the shadow of the night pot; she reached out and carried the carved crystal pot, held it over, raised her head and said to Han Changyu, "I didn't see the night pot...... Only one crystal pot ......"

"That's it. Han Changyu frowned slightly, "You don't even recognize this, do you?"

"I didn't recognize ...... for a while," Han Moyu blushed as she held the crystal night pot, and she couldn't imagine that such a delicate and valuable thing was actually a night pot. She carefully brought it to Han Changyu and put it down. Say, "You can use it...... I...... I won't peek......" and was about to walk away, but he felt that the corner of his clothes was dragged by Han Changyu.

"Wait a while, I'm still waiting for you to pour the night incense......" A sly smile appeared on Han Changyu's pale face: "I'm not used to putting it in the house......"

Han Mo stared straight at the wall, and was about to close the curtain and walk to the outhouse, but when he turned his head, he saw Han Changyu vomiting again, and bright red blood was splashed all over the crystal pot wall, which looked particularly dazzling. Han Moyu froze.

It wasn't until Han Changyu put down the crystal pot and slowly lay down that Han Moyu reacted, and hurriedly went over to tuck the brocade quilt for him. But tears flowed down her face.

Han Changyu closed his eyes. Feeling a hot tear drop on his face, he opened his eyes and saw Han Moyu staring at him with blood-red eyes, holding his arm tightly with one hand. So he smiled weakly: "What a crybaby......" The words were not finished. Han Mo pounced. Leaning over and hugging his neck tightly, he bit his bloodied lips fiercely.

At that moment, Han Changyu was stunned. A pair of blood-red eyes flashed in front of his eyes. Feeling the pain on his lips, Han Changyu came to his senses. "What are you doing?" Han Changyu couldn't speak clearly, and he was ashamed and annoyed and wanted to push Han Moyu away, but he felt weak.

At the moment of fainting, Han Changyu finally saw the sharp teeth in the open mouth, and a pair of bottomless eyes as sharp as a beast. He felt the world spin around, and the blood in his body was churning and rushing, from his limbs to his heart, and then to his neck...... At that moment, he suddenly felt terrified, and then lost consciousness.

Han Moyu hugged Han Changyu tightly and bit his lips fiercely, and a circle of white light burst out from their bodies in an instant, enveloping their bodies......

The candles in the room kept burning in full swing, then slowly weakened, and finally went out......

The first rays of the morning sun shone through the window. Han Changyu woke up. He slowly opened his eyes, stared at the veil above his head for a moment, his mind went blank, and after a long time, he slowly turned his head to look sideways at someone curled up in his arms.

A silky snow-white silver hair was shining beautifully in the warm morning light, and a thin and soft body was snuggling up to itself. Han Changyu was puzzled in his heart, and immediately sobered up a lot. He sat up with the head of the bed.

Han Changyu took a deep breath, feeling as refreshed as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. But he didn't care about the abnormality of his body at the moment, he just wanted to find out who the person who was sleeping next to him was. Confused, he reached out and straightened the man's face. A familiar face appeared in front of Han Changyu.

"Ink!" Han Changyu shouted. That face was clearly the child who loved to cry and get angry, but this night made her turn from a pink peach blossom to a little pale and weak, and her jet-black hair also turned into a full head of silver hair, which made Han Changyu frown.

What happened last night? He shook his head so hard that he couldn't remember. In a trance, he remembered the sharp teeth that bit him. I couldn't help but shudder, and my brows tightened.

Who are you? Could it be that I was dreaming last night? Han Changyu stretched out his hand and gently stroked the silver hair that was as smooth as water. Last night, the child, suddenly transformed into a ferocious beast, stared at him with blood-red eyes, pounced on him, and bit his lips with a mouthful of snow-white sharp teeth;

At the moment when he was about to fall unconscious, it was as if he was about to be sucked dry of blood by a wild beast. Is this still his own brother Mo Yu? Is it still the same brother he finally found after walking through thousands of mountains and rivers? Is this man who looked like a beast at that moment really born of the same mother as him?

"Moyu, what's wrong with you? Wake up. Han Changyu called in Han Moyu's ear, gently stroking the child's soft silver hair, and looking at this incredible child over and over again. So strange, yet so familiar, it seems like a long, long time ago, I had seen it. But I don't remember where I've seen it.

Perhaps hearing Han Changyu's call, Han Moyu woke up, opened his eyes and looked at Han Changyu and smiled: "Brother, you seem to be in good spirits today?" She got up from the bed, but suddenly felt a little weak.

Han Changyu didn't speak, staring at Han Moyu's deep eyes for a long time. Those eyes, at some point, became like a bottomless pool, charming and unpredictable. He felt that the child Han Moyu seemed to have become less similar than before.

"Brother, what's wrong with you, why are you looking at me like this?" asked Han Moyu.

"Who are you?" Han Changyu grabbed Han Moyu's shoulders with both hands, his eyes staring at Han Moyu. At this moment, Han Moyu, with white hair like snow, made him feel so strange.

"I'm Han Moyu, brother, don't you recognize me?" Han Moyu didn't understand what was going on.

"What did you do to me last night, what happened?" Han Changyu asked, staring at Han Moyu.

"Last night, wasn't Brother Yu very sick last night? and vomited a lot of blood...... And then...... I said I was going to go to the imperial doctor, but Brother Yu wouldn't let me...... And then...... I don't remember. I guess I'm asleep. Han Moyu scratched his head, thinking about it, he didn't expect anything special to happen.

Han Changyu didn't seem to remember what happened when Han Moyu really didn't seem to remember what happened, so he silently reached out and took the mirror from the table and handed it to Han Moyu.

Han Moyu took the mirror suspiciously, and after glancing at his white-haired self in the mirror, he was so shocked that he smashed the mirror into pieces. She cried out in a panic, "How can this be?!!How has my hair turned gray?...... How do I ...... It's like this......" At that moment, Han Moyu's mind seemed to flash past last night's starry fragments.

......Seeing Han Moyu's panicked appearance, Han Changyu didn't know how to comfort her, he stretched out his hand and was about to hug Han Moyu into his arms, but Han Moyu's smooth sleeves slipped away from his fingertips.

Before Han Changyu could react. Han Moyu turned over and jumped off the bed, reached out and took Han Changyu's coat from the shelf, draped it over his head and ran out of the door. Leaving Han Changyu alone, he sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, looking at Han Moyu's distant back in a daze.

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Early in the morning, the Imperial Doctor came again. After seeing Han Changyu, they were amazed one after another, and they couldn't believe what was going on. The poison accumulated in Han Changyu's body was as if it had been sucked away by a martial arts master with internal force, and it was clean and clean, and there was nothing left.

"Overnight, the poison that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and internal organs in the imperial young master's body was actually cured! How is this possible?! Even the golden elixir doesn't work so quickly?" The imperial doctors thought that they were dazzled, and looked at each other one by one. After confirming it repeatedly, the imperial doctors said to Mrs. Han: "Congratulations, Madame, the poison of the imperial prince has been cured!"

Mrs. Han's heart that had been hanging finally fell. She wept with joy. Princess Fu Rongxi pulled Mrs. Han, and she didn't know what to say, so she jumped around like a little sparrow, and shouted, "Mrs. Han, Brother Yu is fine!

This good news was like thunder and lightning, and it quickly spread throughout the entire Hanfu compound. The whole Hanfu suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, as happy as the New Year. Only Han Moyu, tightly wrapped his silver-haired head in brocade clothes, curled up and squatted on the bed barefoot, without saying a word. Let the laughter and laughter outside the house turn the sky upside down.

What happened last night?

I...... What's going on with me?

Han Moyu timidly stretched out her hand, and she suddenly remembered that last night, her nails suddenly became sharp and long, like the claws of a monster. She squatted on the edge of the bed for a long time, and with a trembling hand, she took the bronze mirror on the table.

In the mirror, her face was still the same, but as pale as the petals of a withering flower, without lustre, and her snow-white hair, like the dazzling sunlight, stinged Han Moyu's eyes. She didn't dare to look any further, and threw the mirror down with trembling hands. (To be continued......)

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