The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

Shuttle intertwined illusion, only a little bit of neon warmth revealed in the haze, Fang Cun pinched his arm, without any pain, and then suddenly, it seemed that he had had a long and real dream.

"Am I already dead?..."

Fang Cun seemed to hear a young man's confusion, and followed the sound, looking back, staring intently at the person in front of him.

He is dressed in silver-gray cloud brocade, embroidered with jade-blue auspicious texts, and the jade hairpins are lightly pulled and scattered randomly, intertwined and fluttering in the gentle breeze.

For the first time, Fang Cun saw Fang Shenyue's real self for the first time, and measured it carefully. Fang Shenyue did indeed look eighty percent like himself, and even the clothes on his body were equally elegant and chic.

"It should be." Fang Cun replied.

Fang Shen went further and wanted to see Fang Cun more clearly, "Are you Fang Cun?"

Fang Cun didn't dodge, met his eyes and nodded.

Fang Shen took a step forward urgently, "Quick! Help me destroy Gan Ting."

Fang Cun frowned when he heard this, and looked him up and down, "What kind of hatred do you have with him?"

"I hate him. I want him, the proud man of heaven, to experience what it's like to be scolded as a waste." Fang Shenyue said angrily, "Since he was born, everyone has praised him for his talent and scolded him behind his back. I'm a piece of trash, everyone compares the two of us, and he took everything that belonged to me."

Fang Cun instantly understood, isn't this the popular second child problem, but it is clearly written in the novel that Fang Shenyue picked it up.

Fang Cun scratched his head, thought for a moment, and said, "You...do you know that you are not their biological son, and Gan Ting has always regarded you as an older brother."

"But every word of his brother is pretending...he is just afraid of being punished."

Fang Cun was stunned for a moment, recalling the number of times Gan Ting called his brother, there were only a handful of times, and only in front of outsiders.

Fang Shenyue was no longer as defiant as before, but begged a little more, and handed over a golden key, "There is a secret room in the back of my palace, as long as you destroy it, the gold and silver treasures in it are enough for you to squander ten lifetimes."

Fang Cun choked and coughed, it was obvious that the weight was heavy, even the keys were gold, one could imagine how many gold, silver and jewels were locked inside.

"No need." For the first time, Fang Cun regarded money as dung, "If the script is rewritten, you can live, but it doesn't mean that Gan Ting will die."

"You take it first."

Fang Shenyue persevered in handing the key to Fang Cun, and Fang Cun swung the key far away with a flick of his sleeve.

"I said no."

"boom--!"

Fang Shenyue froze on the spot. Suddenly, the northern sky suddenly brightened, the clouds dispersed and the mist drifted away. In the dreamland, the hazy drizzle fell one after another.

"Fang Shenyue woke up."

"Fang Cun, open your eyes!"

There was a lot of noise in my ears, and I could hear Fang Shenyue's voice far away, "Fang Shenyue, don't be killed by Gan Ting again."

Fang Cun felt a sharp pain in his neck, slowly opened his eyes, and there were a few old men beside him helping him to diagnose his pulse.

"Where is this?" Fang Cun asked.

"The Sun family." Gan Ting seemed relieved when he saw that he had woken up, "Miss Sun has invited all the imperial physicians from the palace."

"My neck?..." Fang Cun tentatively rubbed his neck, which was wrapped with thick cloth strips.

"I heard some movement from you last night. Fortunately, Ah Nian and I arrived in time, otherwise your head would be chopped off."

Fang Cun's neck felt cold, and he touched it in fear. Gan Ting sat on the side of the bed with a medicine box and prepared to help Fang Cun change the gauze, but before he reached out his hand, Fang Cun shrank back a little.

Gan Ting was a little confused, so he said, "What's the matter?"

"I have something to say to you alone." Fang Cun lowered his head so as not to look at Gan Ting's face.

As long as he saw it, he would unconsciously think of the thunderstorm, lightning and thunder in his dream, and a bloody heart that was completely dug out and still beating.

Those old doctors all resigned, Xu Zinian didn't say anything, and quietly withdrew. Sun Wanjing felt that something was wrong, but she also followed Xu Zinian.

In the huge room, only Fang Cun and Gan Ting were left.

Fang Cun Chang breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was ready, "Is that bag of poison last night going to be put in my bowl?"

Gan Ting was obviously stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't argue, "How do you know?"

Fang Cun continued, "You just need to answer whether you want to kill me or not."

Gan Ting quickly regained his composure and did not dodge, "Think."

It was expected, but Fang Cun was still a little unwilling, "Why?"

Gan Ting said calmly: "Say it nearby, you sent Sun Qiong to kill me with a needle, and talk far away, since I was born, I have suffered so many assassinations and frames, my parents will always stand by your side, and even help you kill me." Me, I really don't want to live this kind of life on the tip of a knife anymore."

"I apologize to you for what happened before."

"Crack!" The white jade medicine jar fell to the ground, the medicine jar shattered into pieces, and the white powder inside was scattered everywhere, Gan Ting looked at Fang Cun in disbelief.

"But this time Sun Qiong wants to kill you, I really didn't instigate it." Fang Cun sighed, bent down and picked up the medicine jar, "I told you many times, you can believe me, you don't believe me, but I still To say."

Gan Ting's eyes dodged, and he was no longer as fearless as before. He sorted out the bottles and jars, and grabbed his shoulders involuntarily, not giving him a chance to resist, "Gan Ting, you can trust me."

"Okay." Gan Ting raised his head, picked up the boiled soup and handed it to Fang Cun, staring into Fang Cun's eyes, "You drink the medicine first."

Fang Cun stared at the decoction for a long time, and quickly picked up the boiling hot decoction and drank it down in one gulp.

It was very hot, he coughed a few times uncontrollably, and Gan Ting helped him straighten his back in a hurry.

"Finished."

Little Pixiu appeared out of nowhere, "Congratulations, you have won the hero's composure."

Of course calm down, Fang Cun is calm now, it has nothing to do with him at all.

On the other hand, Gan Ting's face was heavy, "Are you really not afraid of me being poisoned?"

"I believe you won't do that." Fang Cun handed the porcelain bowl back to Gan Ting, smiled heartily, and changed the subject, "By the way, have you asked the Sun family if they know how to use needles?"

Gan Ting shook his head, "Don't talk about using needles, the Sun family can't even produce a single sharp object."

Fang Cun asked curiously, "Why?"

Gan Ting shook his head, "I heard that after Miss Sun fell into the lake last month, the Patriarch of the Sun family searched for good doctors. A mad Taoist told the patriarch that Miss Sun would have a bad omen in the future, and that she should not touch the textile machine before getting married. Needles and other sharp objects, otherwise they will be stabbed to death, so the Patriarch of the Sun family hurriedly asked Miss Sun to throw a hydrangea ball to choose a son-in-law."

Fang Cun's left eyelid twitched, "Sleeping...Sleeping Beauty...?"

Gan Ting was puzzled, "What is Sleeping Beauty?"

"No, before getting married...then she...?!" Fang Cun suddenly lifted off the thick quilt, before he even had time to put on his shoes, and went straight to the door.

I thought throwing the hydrangea ball was just for fun. I don't know if what the mad Taoist said is true or not. In the novel, Miss Sun committed suicide by jumping into the river. No one knows what Fang Yanyan's ending will be.

"Sister!" Fang Cun saw this scene as soon as he opened the door.

Dressed in red, Sun Wanjing curiously took the silver needle Xu Zinian handed over, Fang Cun rushed over in a hurry, but before she could run a few steps, she closed her eyes and fell straight backward.

A bean-sized bead of blood was clearly overflowing on her index finger.

"Miss Sun..."

Xu Zinian was also stunned, but luckily he hugged Sun Wanjing quickly so that she wouldn't fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"Owner!"

Little Pixiu jumped over quickly, and in mid-air, he reverted to the appearance of the boy Chi Xiu.

Xu Zinian sat there blankly for this boy who appeared out of nowhere, completely unaware of what had happened.

Chi Xiu pushed Xu Zinian hard, then hugged Sun Wanjing horizontally, and rushed into the room.

Chi Xiu felt the pulse of Sun Wanjing who was lying on the bed, and at the same time helped her transmit her spiritual power.

Fang Cun stood by the bed, held her hand, bowed his head in silence.

Gan Ting didn't know why Fang Cun cared so much about Ms. Sun, so she couldn't help being curious, "Do you have any grievances with Ms. Sun?"

Fang Cun said in a deep voice, "This is my sister."

elder sister?elder brother?Well, there is an older brother who mistakenly recognizes his relatives, and his seniority has been lowered again.

Gan Ting wondered: "Does father know about this?..."

"It's okay, they don't need to know." Fang Cun spoke a little tiredly, holding Sun Wanjing's hand against his forehead, "Chi Xiu, how is she?"

"The master has been cursed. If he doesn't untie it, he will fall into a deep sleep forever." Chi Xiu had a serious expression, and put away the golden spiritual power in his hand, "This is not a curse that can be awakened by a prince's kiss in fairy tales. One day later, the master will be more It's dangerous."

"Where's the needle?" Fang Cun's eyes were bloodshot, as if he had been tired for a long time, Xu Zinian took out the needle and handed it to him.

Fang Cun took it and looked at it for a long time, "The owner who finds this needle will be able to break the curse, right?"

Chi Xiu shook his head, "Let him untie it willingly."

Fang Cun gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "He doesn't want to, I will beat him until he is willing."

The next second, Chi Xiu suddenly snatched the silver needle from Fang Cun's hand, snapped it off, and held it tightly in his palm.

"you!"

Before Fang Cun could get mad, Chi Xiu spread out his palms, and the silver needles had been crushed into powder. He blew lightly, and countless small stars fell on Sun Wanjing's body with sudden flashes of light.

"Someone is watching you outside the window."