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It's nightfall. Han Moyu lay on the bed thinking nonsense, and couldn't sleep. was originally brought here by Han Changyu, and she had a feeling of being forcibly kidnapped; She used to be so reluctant and helpless. But now, she began to have a desire to fit into this family. This desire is accompanied by a desire to be friendly with one's loved ones.

However, the beautiful mother, who is as beautiful as a flower, is always so high, and the corners of her eyes always flash a strangeness and majesty, and even a kind of disgust, which is so cold that she is discouraged. She longs to befriend the servants around her, but finds that they are always so respectful to her, but in fact they seem to be deliberately distancing; There was a deep strangeness on his smiling face.

I no longer have the loving embrace of my father and mother, and I can no longer see the simple and sincere smile of my best friend in the village. When Han Moyu arrived here, he felt like he was isolated. In such an atmosphere, she began to feel homesick and very homesick. The maid named Mo Chunzhu looked like her adoptive mother Chunlan between her eyebrows and eyes, and Han Moyu always wanted to be close to her, but she still felt her restrained strangeness. Even, she felt that when Mo Chunzhu looked at her, it was sometimes a complicated look mixed with pity and hatred.

The loss of the love and care of her relatives and friends made her originally afraid of loneliness and became uneasy. Ever since she came here, she has been having frequent nightmares. That nightmare, like a spell, repeated over and over again, and in her dreams, she repeated being killed so brutally again and again. When she wakes up, she is often covered in sweat.

Like a small dry tree, she began to desperately search for water, seeking an opportunity to get close to the people around her, wanting to grab a little warmth from others' alms. She suddenly remembered her brother, Han Changyu. It was Han Changyu who had been thinking about not forgetting to find herself, so he finally found her back. Perhaps, in this family, only my brother will care about me.

She thought again that her mother doted on her brother Han Changyu very much, and maybe, if my brother was willing to cover me, he would also receive the same attention from his mother. What is this called...... Love the house and Wu or something...... Hehe...... She thought more and more like the crow that stood on her brother's shoulder, its shiny black feathers and quacking triumphantly. She couldn't help but laugh, but a tear welled up in the corner of her eye.

This night, Han Moyu kept imagining thousands of ways to have a good relationship with Han Changyu, and in the middle of the night, he couldn't sleep with excitement. She was very happy when she thought that now that she was sick and cold, it was a great opportunity for her to be courteous.

But as soon as she smiled, she immediately reached out and slapped herself again, and scolded herself: "Why are you so inhumane, everyone is dying, and you are still secretly happy here!" It's really worth fighting! After a few hard beatings, he lay on the bed with his eyes open. But the shadow of Han Changyu always appears in his mind. She finally couldn't bear it anymore, got up, quietly went out of the door, and ran towards Qingfeng Residence, where Han Changyu lived.

The light in Qingfeng Ju's bedroom is still on. The few servants who kept guard in front of the door of the Hanchang Imperial Bedroom during the day are now missing. Maybe it's sleeping, Han Mo thought. I wonder how Han Changyu is doing now? She walked over with her hands and feet, and with a nervous mood, she reached out and dipped her saliva in her saliva, pierced the window paper, and looked in......

What about people? I saw that in the room, the quilt was messily lifted and fell to a corner of the ground; The house was empty.

"Oops?!" was in doubt, but Han Moyu felt that he was suddenly pressed on the shoulders and twisted his hands. Han Moyu was startled, turned his head to look, but saw a familiar face.

"It's you?!" Han Mo screamed silently.

But seeing Han Changyu let go of his hand, he stretched out his hand to support the wall and lowered his head. Messy black hair poured down, covering his face. Han Moyu couldn't see his face, but noticed that his shoulders were trembling slightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Han Moyu asked worriedly, and reached out to help Han Changyu, but felt that Han Changyu's hands were cold. Han Changyu seemed to have just broken out in a cold sweat, and was blown by the wind in the night, and his whole body was soaked as if he had been fished out of water.

"You're so sick! Why are the three watches still hanging outside in the middle of the night! What about the servants outside your door? Why did they run away at the critical moment, and there was not even a shadow. Han Mo said, "Hurry back to the house, I'll help you." ”

"When it was nightfall, I woke up and saw some people standing outside the door, thinking that I was fine, and that there was no need for them to be guarded, so I blew them away. Who would have thought that in the middle of the night, he wanted to get up weakly, and there was not even a waiting figure outside. Han Changyu said, "I think I'm as strong as an ox, why am I so weak now." He smiled self-deprecatingly.

Han Moyu couldn't help but worry when he saw that Han Changyu's face was pale, and fine beads of sweat were oozing on his forehead.

"I'll help you back to the house." Han Moyu said, reaching out and pulling Han Changyu's hand over to support his shoulder, and was about to drag him into the house.

"Why, don't you scream when you see your brother? It's rude to take a bite of yours. Han Changyu saw Han Moyu's worried face, and smiled weakly to tease her.

Han Moyu's face turned red, and he was about to be angry, but he thought of the proud scene of the crow's radiant spirit, so he smiled in a low voice: "Big brother, the little brother has just arrived, and he doesn't know how to be polite, I hope the big brother will forgive me." ”

"Is it enough to just talk? Shouldn't you bend down and give a big salute to be considered a thorough courtesy? Han Changyu laughed.

Han Moyu glared at him hatefully, and said in his heart: Sure enough, he is a frivolous prodigal! I'm sick like this, and I still have the heart to tease me! can have the strength to laugh, it seems that he can't die for a while. I'm still fooling around!

"By the way, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? Did you come to see me? Han Changyu asked. Who's coming to see you! I'm just passing through! Han Mo said in an annoyed tone.

"Passing by?" Han Changyu laughed a little. It's not a very good lie.

Han Moyu helped Han Changyu push the door in, and when he was about to reach the bedside, he suddenly sank and almost fell. Han Mo said angrily: "You shameless person, you are playing tricks on me again!" Looking back, he saw that Han Changyu's face was pale, he closed his eyes and didn't speak, not like he was teasing her.

Han Moyu hurriedly dragged him to the bed, hurriedly covered him with the quilt, and asked, "Is it uncomfortable?" What's wrong? I'm going to call a doctor, okay? "But suddenly Han Changyu grabbed the corner of his clothes." All right. Han Changyu seemed to be very weak, "I don't know what's wrong, I just feel so tired and tired, nothing else." In the middle of the night, there is no need to work together. I'll talk about it when it's dawn. Han Moyu wanted to say something, but saw that he had fallen asleep.

Such a handsome and martial man, at this time, was lying on the bed weakly like a sick beauty.

Is it just tired? What the hell did you do? How can you be tired like this?

Han Mo thought and stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt for Han Chang. black hair, red lips; Sword eyebrows, phoenix eyes. Han Moyu carefully looked at the sleeping person on the bed. This man is my own brother. Han Mo said in his heart. When I was outcast, did you think about me all the time? That's why you worked so hard to find me?