A family is missing

The prince gently stroked the eyelids of the person in front of him with his thumb.

"Can you still see it?"

The person in front of him shook his head.

"You, you can talk."

After a long time, a hoarse "hmm" was heard.

The prince hugged him into his arms and murmured, "My autumn voice."

Really you little dumb.

When the little mute was arrested, he had a premonition that he was going to meet the prince.

Hearing the footsteps, he knew who the person in front of him was.

But he didn't know how to answer the question "Are you the little mute?"

He didn't want to admit that he still had things to do.

He can leave because the mission is over.

Can leave again because a friend needs to be rescued.

All because he has more important things than gaining another person's love.

Or rather, easier things.

But when a meat bun is placed in front of a hungry person several times, no matter how restrained he is, he still wants to reach out.

Now Roubaozi carried the man to the wing in the backyard.

The little mute grabbed the prince's skirt tightly.

The water is already boiled.

The prince peeled off the little mud ball and soaked it together.

The little mute didn't open his eyes the whole time.

Sit quietly in the tub.

I heard the prince taking off his clothes unhurriedly.

The little mute said in a low voice, "Dirty."

The prince's movements remained the same, and then he stepped in with a clatter.

The little mute thought, so that's how he was looking for my voice at the beginning?

The prince hardly spoke.

It's just occasional words to remind you to raise your arms, and turn around to help you wipe your back.

And when I was about to wash my hair, I only said half a sentence, "Close your eyes."

The earliest washed hands were almost full of scratches, and the prince told him to put it beside the bucket so as not to get wet.

After washing, the prince took out the white lotus root.

After flushing another large basin of hot water, I wrapped him in a blanket and put him on the bed.

The little mute struggled and said, "I'll wash it for you."

The prince said, "You despise me?"

The little mute shook his head hurriedly.

"It turns out that my little mute looks like this."

Gentle fingers caressed the little mute's eyes.

It traced the brow bone, slid across the bridge of the nose, lingered on the lips, and finally touched the eyelids hesitantly.

The little mute thought to himself, why do you still miss my eyes after seeing it.

In fact, I want to ask the prince if he is already well.

But now Sheng Sheng was standing in front of him alive and well, even if he couldn't see it, he could still hear it, and there was no serious problem.

The lord ordered the spices that he had calmed down and lay down again.

Use hands and feet to circle people in your arms.

He buried his face in his neck and rubbed it again and again, and said, "There are so many things I want to know, let's ask together when I wake up."

After speaking, he held the little mute's face and kissed, and fell asleep.

The butler came in and only called the prince, and the prince woke up.

The candles in the room were not extinguished, and when the prince raised his hand to signal, he retreated outside.

The prince rubbed the little mute's forehead attached, and the little mute ducked unconsciously.

A little dumb nose, "You..."

Before you finish speaking, just smile.

I want to say you little dumb.

But if you think about it carefully, he is not dumb.

The door closes lightly.

The butler said, "Jin Yan is already waiting in the study."

"Come here and talk about it," the prince glanced back, "I'm worried."

The housekeeper was quite helpless, "My lord, can people still be thrown away in the yamen?"

"I can't even look down on people in my own palace! Tell people to go."

Jin Yan hurried over.

Report one by one the news collected recently.

The second prince originally asked to send others to assassinate the prince but failed, so he came up with the idea of ​​Qiongtu.

The little mute took the initiative to accept this mission, which is limited to half a year.

It was his senior brother who had failed the mission and was seriously injured.

It is said that the little mute issued a military order and begged the second prince to save his senior brother's life before sneaking into the palace.

As a hostage, his senior brother knew that Qiu Sheng would definitely come back.

Later, the qiongtu was sent back to the second prince's mansion, but he did not return.

His senior brother thought something was wrong, so he tried his best to come out to find Qiu Sheng.

Now the second prince knows that the map is fake, and he has turned Xunnan Mansion upside down, looking for people everywhere.

"Is the news reliable?" the prince asked.

Jin Yan nodded, and said, "His senior brother was rescued by our people by mistake, and now he is recuperating at the Zhuangzi outside the city."

So it all makes sense.

Back in the room, the prince couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

His senior brother had been rescued by mistake.

But the little mute came back blind to save others.

At that time, I am afraid that I will fall into the trap.

No one was killed, nothing was stolen.

To add fuel to the fire, the hostages also escaped.

If it really fell into the hands of his second brother, the consequences would be disastrous.

Maybe God wanted to make up for him because he had been blind for so many years.

Let him be lost and regained, and the little mute will not be lost anyway.

The prince couldn't sleep, and the emotion of the rest of his life filled his chest.

Only when you understand the cause and effect can you feel at ease in your arms.

Can't help looking at the little mute over and over again.

It turns out that my person looks like this.

After kissing twice, the little mute struggled weakly.

If you don't want to wake people up, the prince will let it go.

After a while, I couldn't help touching my brow bone again, but stopped when I was done.

I have thought about countless possibilities, his appearance.

After recovering my eyesight, I saw all kinds of people, but the appearance of a little dumb in my heart became more and more blurred.

It could be either, it could be neither.

It wasn't until I actually saw it that I felt happy, that's it, my little mute is like this.

"That's great, that's great."

The next morning, the little mute woke up first.

Perhaps because of the soothing effect of the spices, I slept peacefully all night.

Even if he didn't open his eyes, he knew who the person beside him was and how he looked like when he was asleep.

Just sleeping together in the same bed for a few days has carved a deep memory.

Or maybe it wasn't because of Anshenxiang.

He tried to open his eyes, as if he could see.

Just a moment.

He gradually got used to closing his eyes.

In other words, he gradually got used to the invisible life.

Especially when there is really no difference between opening and closing.

Although I had imagined it countless times in advance, when the prince was treating his eyes, I had a cloth bandage with him and tried the same life.

But it was really invisible, and the feeling of being lost and out of control doubled.

More than once, he thought, this is what it feels like to be blind.

It is so difficult to touch something that has never been seen before, and then guess what it looks like.

Just a moment.

The prince didn't miss it either.

Perhaps the little mute once watched him wake up without blinking.

Seeing him huddled in the crowd in a small group, seeing wounds on his hands and body, listening to his hoarse voice, nothing hurt his heart like opening his eyes just now.

With one click, a heavy hammer came down.

Out of focus eyes.

What about the wet eyes like a little milk dog?

Eyes that were originally full of anger.

Now it's like being dumb.

All because of me.

The prince twisted his body and snorted again.

Pretending to have just woken up, he asked angrily, "Are you awake?"

The little mute scratched him lightly twice.

The prince can finally get as close as he wants.

Kiss and touch enough.

Ask: "What would you like to eat later?"

The little mute thought for a while.

Meat buns.