Han Mo was startled, remembering the rumors about Murong Huang in the palace, which were making a lot of noise these days.

It is said that since Murong Huang was admitted to the palace, His Majesty the Emperor often shared the bed with this beauty, hugged each other and slept together, but it seemed to be affectionate and polite, and there was no transgressive behavior. He's just, abusing him like that, and then getting satisfied. However, when Murong Huang passed through the catastrophe of King Yong, His Majesty the Emperor realized how important this person was to him.

On that day, His Majesty the Emperor ignored Murong Huang's desperate struggles and screams, and frantically asked for him, occupying his body. The next day, when the palace maid came to clean up the room, she saw a large pool of blood on the messy bed, mixed with the strong smell of love. Since then, this kind of thing has been like a flood tide, and it is inevitable.

Han Moyu looked at Murong Huang, there was a strong male aura exuded by that beautiful young man, but it was also mixed with wisps of feminine gentleness and charm. Such completely different atmospheres are mixed together and appear on the same person's body, which makes people feel not very harmonious.

Han Moyu's gaze couldn't help but move from Murong Huang's beautiful neck to Murong Huang's chest, but when she saw that there was a flat river, she didn't understand, how could anyone like male style. Murong Huang seemed to notice her gaze and laughed, his eyes full of desolation: "What, do you want to see it too?"

Han Moyu blushed.

"Hehe, why are you staring at me? Is it curiosity, pity, or do you want to find out the truth of the scandal? Or is it envy? Yes, you should envy me...... I was actually treated as a treasure by such a noble person, and I was held in my arms every night...... Hahaha~~~~~~~~~" Murong Huang laughed out loud, laughing breathlessly.

"In this way, I am neither male nor female, but I will also be loved and spoiled by such a noble person, and I can't wait to swallow it in my stomach. And what about you, but you can only sit here and sigh, facing a pool of lifeless lake, telling your spring heart!" Murong Huang said with a smile.

"What are you talking about?" Han Moyu frowned, blushing, and a little embarrassed.

"Han Moyu, do you actually like your half-brother? I really don't know, who of the two of us is more shameless...... was scolded by the world...... "Murong Huang leaned over and stared at Han Moyu with his misty eyes open.

Han Moyu blushed, and pushed Murong Huang angrily: "What are you talking nonsense?!" "Hahaha~~~~~" Murong Huang, who was sitting on the ground, laughed loudly, laughed for a long time, and tears welled up from the corners of his eyes. Han Moyu clenched his fists and stood in place without moving, but his heart trembled. She hesitated and reached out to help Murong Huang.

Murong Huang didn't take her hand, but slowly got up from the ground by himself, his white dress was covered with dust. He didn't pay any attention to it, and instead approached Han Moyu. So close, the long eyelashes almost touched each other's faces. He stretched out his slender fingers, and a charming smile gently stroked across Han Moyu's face, "You don't need to be so eager to deny it, right? I heard what you and the maid said just now." You, like His Royal Highness Fu Chang. How does it feel to like your own brother?" asked Murong Huang with a smile.

Han Moyu grabbed Murong Huang's clothes in shame, and yelled viciously: "Shut the fuck for me! Where do I like him! That bastard, who can show him a stinky face all day long! I hate that it's too late for him!"

Murong Huang was not afraid at all, nor was he angry, he smiled and held Han Moyu's face with his slender jade hand, and said: "There is nothing to be embarrassed about, is it wrong to fall in love with someone? Is it because of that person's special status, do you want to hate this love? If you want to love, you must be desperate, and you must be determined to go to the soup for this love...... Do you want to be spurned by the world, even if you are abandoned by fate, even if you lose your life, you have to hold on to that person and not let go?"

I think. I wanted to hold on to him like that and not let go. Even if I am burdened with a crime, even if I am abandoned by the world, even if I lose my life for this undeserved feeling, I am willing to ...... I really want to grab him like that, pester him, and ...... for the rest of my life

Han Moyu was silent, but his heart was like a river and a sea, and he couldn't calm down. Her beautiful eyes flashed with the determination of a moth to a flame. She was tormented in pain, but suddenly realized that her idea was so strange and ridiculous, and she was shocked. What is this? Why? Why did I have such a strange mind at that moment, as if I had made an oath? Why did I think like this, and wanted to do anything for him...... What the hell is wrong with my heart? Why is it so messy and painful...... Han Moyu clutched his chest, his face pale.

"If you want to love, tell him and let him know. If you want to catch him, you have to let go of your dignity and reserve, and you have to be desperate...... Even, use his beauty to seduce him......" Murong Huang stretched out his pointed fingers and swept across Han Moyu's face, and a dark charm flashed in his eyes: "How about it, do you want me to teach you?" With that heartbreaking quiet smile on his face, he said, unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his snow-white and emaciated shoulders.

Han Moyu looked at the snow-white skin in a daze, only to see that it was covered with red spots and scars. Han Mo blushed and didn't dare to look at him again, but his heart was like being struck by thunder, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time. Does the emperor still refuse to let Murong Huang go? Even if he bears the infamy of the world, does he still want to keep Murong Huang? And Murong Huang, the dignified prince of a country, his identity changes when he says he says, how can he withstand such a cruel test after being pampered for more than ten years? When Han Moyu looked at Murong Huang, his eyes were already full of pity.

Murong Huang said calmly, slowly, mockingly: "You have been looking at His Royal Highness Fu Chang with such affectionate eyes, ......right? Hehe, when the dog emperor looked at me, he also looked at me. At least, though, he dared to say he loved me...... Hahaha......"

Murong Huang took a step back and let out a heartbreaking, desolate laugh: "Before he touched me, I always thought that I was a noble person...... I always thought that I would die for dignity......" He laughed breathlessly, but Han Moyu saw tears condensing from the corners of his eyes: "As a result, didn't I survive secretly? Haven't I survived shamelessly? I am reluctant to die...... I'd rather cry out under him like a slut than die...... I'm so shameless......" He tugged at the hem of his shirt tightly, "It all started with that damn prophecy!

In the next second, before Murong Huang cried, Han Moyu hugged him and comforted him softly: "It's better to be alive than dead, isn't it......? Why wouldn't people?"