A family is missing

The moment the butler saw the prince, he understood, and told all his subordinates to stand down.

The little mute struggled again and again and sat up again, leaning crookedly on the wooden stake, looking at the prince, suddenly smiled, and didn't know whether it was tears or sweat, which flowed down.

This time, it was really wet, with big eyes like a puppy.

"Here I am. Tell me all you know."

The prince's voice was cold, completely different from the first time he heard it.

The little mute shook his head and gestured at him with difficulty.

The prince is blind and obviously can't see.

But the butler is not.He was surprised when he understood.

The little mute looked at the butler, and raised his chin at the prince.

"He, he said, he said he only told you one person."

A dumb man wants to deliver a message to a blind man.

It sounds like a big joke.

Instead, the prince asked thoughtfully, "You know how to write?"

The prince hadn't finished figuring out what the little mute was holding his hand to write, when he heard the butler say again.

"He said no, but he said that if you take his previous advice..."

The butler didn't say anything further, but the three present all understood what the unspoken half sentence meant.

I will heal your eyes.

The little mute looked at the prince's expressionless face, and turned around to leave in the end, busy gesticulating to the housekeeper.

"My lord, he said..." the butler glanced at the little dumb gesture, and at the same time looked at the lord's face, "Believe me... I... can't escape... you can... find someone to watch me... I... ...I can't move my limbs."

If it wasn't for knowing that the prince is really blind, the steward and the little mute would have thought that the last look that the prince gave the little mute contained too much meaning.

"Bring it to me when you're ready."

Three days later, the little mute was barely able to go to the ground, so he begged the housekeeper to see the prince.

The butler said that the prince is listening to the music, wait a minute, the one who came today is Miss Liu from Qinyuelou, she can play the Liuqin very well.

The little mute knew that asking again would be annoying, and he was afraid that if he went alone, he would be suspected of evil intentions, so he sat on the porch at the door of the butler's room to avoid the sun.

It is early autumn now, although the sun is not so poisonous that the earth is cracked, but the autumn tiger is not to be underestimated.

The butler closed the door and was about to find the little mute when he saw the little one sitting crookedly at the door.

The little mute stood up unsteadily and walked behind the housekeeper.

But the housekeeper waved his hand, "Take care of yourself." As he spoke, he looked at the little mute and his legs, "How about I take you for a ride?"

The little mute grinned, showing his white teeth at the butler, and blinking his eyes.

"Quickly put your white teeth back, it's so flashing that you're dizzy, go away."

The two people with inflexible legs walked slowly forward.

When approaching the prince's courtyard, the housekeeper stopped with a serious expression, without the slightest warmth from the joke just now.

"The prince doesn't care about you because of his old love. But you have to be measured."

The little mute nodded, his big piercing eyes were convincing as if he could speak.

The housekeeper shook his head in a complicated mood, and walked forward again, "Don't disappoint the prince."

I don't know if it's about treating the eyes or referring to something else.

The little mute just followed silently, without any other indication.

When the two arrived, Miss Chu who sang the song had already left.

It is rumored that the girls in Qinyuelou are all beautiful and talented, and this girl from Chu is even more outstanding. She once sang Suhuai's song "Yulinling", and then moved to Qinyuelou several times, but it is still difficult to see her once. ascend to heaven.

But at this moment, no one cared about Miss Chu's beauty anymore.

In the distance, the sound of a wheelchair turning over the ground, and slight, staggering footsteps could be heard.

"My lord, the sound of autumn is here."

The prince sat upright, "You can stay together."

After entering the house, there was no other sound except voices.

I haven't heard the bell ring since the goodbye.

The prince had no choice but to judge where the little mute might be standing from the voice of the housekeeper.

But he didn't ask the butler to find another bell for the little mute.

It's as if smelling crystal sugar elbow reminds me of the worry-free days in Beijing with my gluttonous younger sister who ate all over the street, those voices are buried in memory along with some unspeakable emotions.Once the bell rings, those suppressed memories will surge uncontrollably, and nostalgia and longing will try to break through the cage.The food marrow knows the taste, but it seems to be in harmony with the spirit.Sadly, that's about it.

It doesn't matter if you don't listen.

"Sit down if you're not feeling well. Anyway, I can't see you standing and respecting me."

The butler's voice suddenly sounded, "He said you would."

He said I'll see.

The prince said: "Let's not talk about this first, I want to know if that thing is safe?"

Safety.

"So you'll tell me when you've done what you want, right?"

If you can see it, I'll let you see where it is.

"What if you can't cure it? Or maybe I can see it in ten years?"

One month, no, half a month is fine.

The prince didn't ask any more questions, but just looked in the direction of the butler blindly and emptily.

The housekeeper said again: If it can't be cured, he said he will kill himself.

When the prince heard the words, his expression was worried, "You don't need to cut yourself off. You might as well save yourself some trouble and tell me now, I will set you free immediately, and I will never break my promise."

The little mute knows that all forces are coveting what they are looking for.

Since it is so important, once it is delivered, there is no room for self-speaking.

Taking advantage of his advantage, the prince could only accept him and lead him away.

The housekeeper said: "Qiusheng will decoct the medicine for you every day, but no one else can try it. If you don't believe it, he can try it for us."

The prince stimulated the little mute, and said in a low voice: "Try poisoning yourself, it doesn't matter if you have an antidote. Besides, you and I will die together. Is your life worth as much as mine?"

The prince's harsh and mean face, the little mute, has never seen it before, but the housekeeper has experienced it.

But the little mute didn't change his words in a hurry, nor was he sad and overwhelmed.The housekeeper still relayed the things that need attention, and finally said, "If you really can't believe it, Qiu Sheng said let me watch him decoct the medicine, and he said that you can trust me, my lord."

"You can just do your own thing." The prince replied without thinking deeply, "If you have nothing to do, you can step back."

Hearing that the little mute followed the butler and staggered away again until he couldn't hear him anymore.

The prince sighed softly: "It's a young man after all, he recovered so quickly."