Chapter 1 Death Vow
In a cold room, there is a cold wind blowing outside the window, and white snow is flying. Originally, on this cold night, the room should have a charcoal fire or a charcoal stove, but in this room, there is no heating item, not even the bed. People who can be covered with that quilt can be thin.

"Cough, cough, come here, I want to drink water, water." Lying on the bed was a thin woman with a bluish complexion, her whole body trembling and coughing desperately.

Han Moru only felt that she was about to die, her throat seemed to be on fire, her whole body hurt so much that she didn't feel like her own, a line of clear tears flowed down her cheeks, no one knew her at this time How much regret I have in my heart.

With a creak, the closed door was opened, and the lights outside the corridor shone down, revealing that the figure walking in was a tall and strong figure.

Slowly, the figure walked to the bed and looked coldly at the woman on the bed.

Han Moru suddenly felt a burst of cold air attacking her body, she opened her eyelids with difficulty, and saw that the man standing beside her bed was the man she wanted to marry.

"Water, my husband, I want to drink water." Han Moru shouted these words with difficulty, her peeling lips were opening and closing weakly.

Wu Haotian looked at the thin wife with little meat left in front of him, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When he heard her say this, instead of pouring water into the teapot on the table immediately, he instead Still standing by the bed, looking coldly at the woman on the bed.

"Han Moru, since you found out the mastermind behind the Wu Mansion for me, after you die, I will give you a proper burial and let your parents carry your body back to your Han's house." Wu Haotian said in a calm tone. Looking at Han Moru on the bed at any temperature, it seemed that the person lying in front of him was a stranger at all.

Han Moru's pupils suddenly became bigger, and the hands hidden under the thin quilt wanted to support her body, but now she didn't even have any strength at all. After several attempts to no avail, she gasped. Looking at the strange man in front of him, "What are you talking about, what do you mean?"

All of a sudden, is Han Mo Rujue's husband still the man who took good care of him before?His smile was still ice-cold, his eyes were terrifying, and he showed no pity for himself at all.

"Well, for the sake of your imminent death, I will tell you the truth. When I married you, it was not because I loved you, but because you were just used by me to protect my beloved from disaster." Luckily, because of you standing in front of me, Feiyan won't have to worry about being murdered when she marries me." The man looked coldly at the dying Han Moru on the bed.

Substitute. These words have been circling in Han Moru's mind.

Pfft, all of a sudden, Han Wushu felt a fishy smell gushing out of her mouth, followed by a smear of fresh blood flowing out of her mouth.

Han Moru knew that he was about to die, the man standing in front of him had a smile on his face, and there was no expression of distress for him at all.

When he was dying, his expression had been deeply imprinted in her mind. When Han Moru closed his eyes, he only left a word in his heart, that is, if God can give him a new life If you don't, I don't want to have any interaction with this duplicity man ever again.

After making this oath, Han Moru felt his eyes go dark, and then he felt nothing.

Han Moru woke up again, the screaming voice of the maid Lu'er who had been sold by him could be heard in his ears, and there was still a faint pain on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)

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