Help!After being transformed into cannon fodder, he was doted on by the yandere villain.

Han Mo coughed twice, his lips were as pale as paper. He forced a smile to make himself look more natural and not be blown over by the wind.

Upon hearing this, Yu Guyi hurriedly helped Han Mo into the palace. Seeing how weak he was, he glared at Xie Xingchen fiercely.

"Mo'er, you just got over the difficulty, and now you are weak. Why are you here?"

Ye Wenzhi heard that her husband cared deeply about Han Mo, but was so indifferent to his son Han Sheng, and hated Han Mo's teeth.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I was just stabbed in the heart by the young master. It doesn't matter, and I won't die. Fortunately, I can still have a life for the young master to play with in the future." Han Mo said with a pale face, trying to smile.

Although he was smiling, the smile did not reach his eyes, which were filled with a coldness that was three feet deep.

Xie Xingchen never thought that he would see this day again, "..."

Do you still remember that the last time you were framed was when you just passed through? Did history repeat itself so quickly?

This time, Han Mo was determined to drive away Han Sheng who bullied him.

Even if the head of the Han family wanted to favor him, Han Sheng would inevitably be beaten to a pulp. After all, he committed a serious crime that almost killed someone.

After Han Mo slandered Xie Xingchen, he covered his mouth and coughed several times, even coughing up blood without caring.

His eyes suddenly fell on Xie Xingchen, who was kneeling on the ground and dressed in white, and his pupils suddenly narrowed.

The same white clothes... blood stains...

Xie Xingchen went back to the palace last night and forgot to change into red clothes, so he came out still wearing the white clothes in the morning.

Last night, he went to the cave wearing white clothes and got close to Han Mo. His blood was accidentally stained on his sleeves.

If you don't look carefully, you can't really see it.

But even though it was only stained with a little blood, it was caught in Han Mo's eyes.

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, his face seemed to become even paler, and the look in his eyes towards Xie Xingchen turned from resentful to strange.

Xie Xingchen had the illusion that he was being targeted by a poisonous snake. His whole body felt cold and a chill ran down his spine.

"Why are you staring at me, young master! If you look again, I will pluck out your eyeballs." Xie Xingchen looked stern and looked like a Han voice, hoping that Han Mo would stop staring at him.

Han Mo then shifted his gaze and narrowed his eyes, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.

"Why are you talking to Mo'er?" Yu Guyi didn't seem to recognize that it was Qi Hanzhi who played Han Mo, and was still complaining about Qi Hanzhi.

"Mo'er, it's all my unfilial son's fault. What do you think is the best way to punish him?"

"Han Ye! Han Sheng is your son, how can you let outsiders punish him?!" Ye Wenzhiba raised his voice, highlighting the image of a loving mother who dotes on her son.

"What do you, a woman, know?" Yu Guyi ignored Ye Wenzhi's anger.

Turning to Han Mo, he asked: "As long as Han Sheng is not killed, I will accept any punishment you want to give Han Sheng."

Han Mo sneered coldly. Sure enough, Han Sheng still couldn't die.

He smiled and said, "Why don't you just leave the young master to me for a short period of time, and I will teach you how to be a good person. In three months, I will return the young master to you and my mother, all my hair and tail."

Han Mo's proposal was actually just a casual suggestion, and he never thought it would be approved, but Yu Guyi unexpectedly nodded in agreement.

He also thanked Han Mo: "My son's unfilial piety has harmed you, and now you are helping me to discipline him. I am really... grateful."

"The head of the family made a strong statement." Han Mo said humbly.

In this way, Xie Xingchen was sold to Han Mo by his father who didn't care for him. He said that Xie Xingchen and Han Mo would learn how to be good people.

Xie Xingchen was in a mixed mood at the time. His father actually asked a pervert to teach him how to be a good person?Really "do" people.

But it was too late, Xie Xingchen had already been sold to Han Mo for disposal.

After leaving the palace, Han Mo blindfolded him, not knowing where he was taking him.

It was dark in front of him, and he couldn't see where Han Mo was.Xie Xingchen was flustered and raised his hand to pull off the blindfolded black headband.

Han Mo held down his right hand to prevent him from pulling the hair tie.When no one was around, he asked him coldly, "Where did you hide him?"

Facing Han Mo's questioning, although Xie Xingchen knew in his heart that he was asking about the masked man, he still pretended to be confused and asked him: "Who?"

Han Mo: "The young master naturally knows it very well. Where did the white clothes on the young master come from?"

Xie Xingchen said angrily: "Of course I bought my young master's white clothes. Could it be that I stole them?!"

Seeing that he was not angry, Han Mo didn't get angry either.

He grabbed Xie Xingchen's wrist and forcefully pulled Xie Xingchen's left hand out of his sleeve.

However, Xie Xingchen refused to let him pull his left hand. He hid his hand in his sleeve and tried his best to shrink it inward. "Han Mo, are you sick? What are you doing with your hand, Master Ben?"

"Young master, please don't move. What if I, a lowly person like me, get upset and accidentally break off your jade hands and give them to your parents? It would be ugly." Seeing Xie Xingchen's resistance, Han Mo frowned. , there was disgust in his eyes.

——If you don’t obey, just get stuck.

Xie Xingchen was startled when he heard this. He was afraid that his hand would be chopped off and gave up resistance.

He believed that Han Mo would keep his word and might actually break off his hand and give it to Mother Han and Father Han as a gift.

And his cheap dad might still be happy for a whole year.

It is one thing to give up resistance, but Han Sheng, the king of talkers, will not let others take advantage of him when it comes to his words.

Xie Xingchen gritted his teeth and said to Han Mo, "You dare?"

Han Mo pressed against his ear and said word by word: "Young Master, you can give it a try."

Try it, try it.

Try and die.

Han Mo pulled off the hair tie and tied it around the wrist bones of Xie Xingchen's hands. "Young master, it's better to stay calm and suffer less."

"You can kill or behead me as you please. You talk so much, are you not good enough?"

Han Mo was anxious to confirm his suspicion and did not reply to Xie Xingchen.

His hands were as cold as Qi Hanzhi's, and the cold touch slid along Xie Xingchen's wrist, across the back of his hand, and into his palm.

Han Mo's fingertips finally touched his tiger's mouth and rubbed it twice, feeling cold and cool.

"Why lie to me?"

There is a mole on Xie Xingchen's tiger's mouth, which is exactly the same as the masked man.

"What did I lie to you for? Did I cheat you out of money?" Xie Xingchen pretended not to know, but in fact he was so scared that he kept talking.

"Actually, you are him, right?"

"What are you telling me, my young master? I, my young master, don't understand!"

"Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures!"

Xie Xingchen couldn't get enough oil and salt.

Han Mo, like crazy, yanked open Xie Xingchen's hair tie, tightened his grip, and stared at Xie Xingchen with his scarlet eyes, "You're still pretending!"

Xie Xingchen was stared at so hard that his scalp was numb, his eyes were evasive, and his wrists were pinched and painful, "Let me go, young master, it's so damn disgusting!"

"Disgusting?" Han Mo laughed, this smile was bitter.

The person he had been dreaming of all these years turned out to be the person who had been bullying him and hurting him the most.

Then why did you come to save him after hurting him before?

Seeing that he was injured by Han Sheng, he gave him medicine; seeing that he was ridiculed by Han Sheng for not being able to read, he taught him how to read; seeing that he lost to Han Sheng in a sword fight, he taught him carefully.

All this was like a game, a ridiculous game that Han Sheng brought to him.

No wonder Han Sheng refused to take off his mask and show his true face yesterday.

What's ugly?What inferiority complex?It was all his way of fooling himself.

Han Mo went completely crazy at this moment, his heart was torn apart, and he was in extreme pain and distortion.

He pushed Xie Xingchen down violently and clasped his hand above his head, forcing Xie Xingchen to look at him, "Since the young master always thinks that I am disgusting, then I will do it to the young master."