A family is missing

The little mute cried.

Couldn't even make a small whimper.

Those who have heard the opera are babbling and crying.

I've also heard the shrew crying cursingly because the dog was poisoned to death by the cook.

There is also a young girl who was bullied by other royal brothers and sisters, and hid herself crying in a milky voice.

However, the little mute cried silently.

Want to happen also can not make a sound cry.

God is sorry.

I remembered what the two people in the hallway used to describe the little mute—too bad for God.

How can I coax my little mute.

The prince put his arms around him and didn't let go for a while.

When he felt that the clothes were not so damp, the little mute also twisted his body and rolled up his sleeves.

The little mute subconsciously hid when he saw it.

The prince sighed: "Hey, you cry so hard that I feel sad too. You bite it to relieve your anger."

After speaking, he handed his long arm forward, "It's not enough, there is another one. You can bite whatever you want, or you can beat me to vent your anger."

The little mute didn't bite on it, but instead stuck to his body, grabbing the skirt of his shirt.

Attempt to get close to the position closest to the heart.

The little mute posted it back again, and the prince immediately became nervous: "...Are we still crying? Shall we rest for a while?"

The little mute didn't slap him, and he didn't make any other gestures to show his affection, which made him restless and hard to hold.

Simply go all out: "I was rude to you, then...then I will let you come back, okay? I'm sorry, don't be sad."

With that said, the prince picked him up and turned around.

A blind man, relying on his strong memory of the room, hugged him back and walked away, but he lied and couldn't help blushing: "Hold me, don't trip and fall you."

Put people on the couch.

For a time, there was no moment more embarrassing than the current silence.

The prince seemed to realize that the person he couldn't see in front of him was dumb.

In any case, he can only talk to himself.

No one answered.

But the more embarrassing it is, the more I can't help it.

Can't help but want to get close.

Can't help but want to know how I am in your heart.

Couldn't help but bend down and kiss her.

But he couldn't see it.

Kissed to the ear temples, then the cheeks, the tip of the nose, the eyes, the forehead...

He was so thick-skinned that he was a little shy.

A little hot.

The prince turned around abruptly, touched his lips and face, and then touched his forehead.

not myself.

Turning back again, he touched the little mute's neck, lips, and forehead.

His lips were already dry and tight, and his forehead and neck burned his palms.

"Little dumb," the prince's voice tightened a little, "you have a fever."

Ugh.

Sometimes, I regret that I am blind, he is dumb, and has no idea what he wants to say.

Sometimes, I'm glad I'm blind and he's dumb, so I don't know if he hates me.

Now, if only I could see it.

Although it was his own mansion, he left in a hurry.

When he came to the housekeeper's door, he tripped over the steps.

The housekeeper hesitated, whether to remind the prince that he took advantage of him when he performed this great gift just now.

"Liu Zhenqing, find a doctor to come to my yard! Go!"

The housekeeper was surprised, what did I drink from the two jars of burning knives I sent last night, even the doctor was alarmed!I thought it was just a bowl or two of hangover soup.

Depending on the situation, either drunken trouble, or drunken disorder...

But look, the one who suffers is not the master who has knocked his knees ashes in front of him.

"Let's send someone to invite it. It's just... looking at the internal injury or the external injury?"

"..."

The prince was a bit speechless, "Treat—fever."

He added in a low voice: "It's best to find someone who can look after injuries."

The butler almost fell out of the wheelchair.

The person in front of him has never been close to women - and men.

Do not put yourself in any dangerous situation because of your own flaws.

Now he is in a mess, he doesn't care, and even loses his thinking and reason.

And most likely because of another man who took an opposite stand.

I shouldn't have asked more about this matter, but it was probably caused by the two jars of wine I changed last night, so I couldn't help but ask clearly: "My lord, what did you do to Qiu Sheng last night?"

The prince felt that he had done something wrong, with a guilty expression on his face: "I——ah, I couldn't help it, and belittled him."

The butler turned the wheelchair back.If it's not because of the difference in dignity, I really want to ask the prince, knowing that Qiu Sheng is not one of us, he still looks dizzy... Hey, a person whose eyes are not good, what is it that makes him dizzy.

Taking ten thousand steps back, Qiu Sheng still had unhealed injuries all over his body.

The butler silently mouthed at the prince: Scum.

"The autumn voice is now..."

"Lying in my yard, I have a fever, and I don't know if I'm hurt or not." The prince became more and more frustrated as he spoke, "I can't see."

This was probably the time when he regretted being blind the most.

Can't see anything.

Nothing can be done.

"My lord, I'll take care of this matter. Just now, Wang Nursing said that Chi Zhen is back. I have news to tell you, and I'll be there soon."

"Go ahead."

The housekeeper drove the wheelchair away, leaving the prince alone there absent-minded.

The housekeeper didn't go to invite the doctor, but just went to the prince's courtyard with healing ointment.

On the narrow couch in the outer room, he saw the little mute huddled together.

Seeing that only the butler came alone, the little mute breathed a sigh of relief.

But the housekeeper looked worried.

"If you get hurt later, take some medicine." As he said that, he threw the medicine box to the little mute, who fell on him before he could react in time.

"Is there any other injury? Do you want to ask a doctor to look at it?" The housekeeper said again, "Clean it up later so that you won't have a fever."

The little mute gestured to the butler to thank him for coming to deliver the medicine, and signaled that he didn't need to bother the doctor, I'm fine.

The butler turned back before leaving the house, and said with a blank expression: "Although you and I are in charge, it is useless for me to say this, but I hope you at least don't play with the prince's feelings. Also, even if he loses his mind, I will always will watch you."

After speaking, drive the wheelchair to leave.

Although the prince's beastly behavior is disgusting, his elbow turned inward after all.

The little mute touched the medicine box in his hand with a calm expression on his face.

Chi Zhen didn't bring back any useful news.

It is only said that the woman went to Wanqiu Mountain to pay homage to the dead, and went back and forth alone, and returned in three or five days.

Then the butler told the prince one by one like a routine, that some necessary ointments will be sent to the inner courtyard later, men and women are different, if you don't clean up after intercourse, the other party will have a high fever...

When the prince came back, he didn't touch it on his own bed until he remembered that the butler said that the little mute was sleeping outside.

People are still asleep, but it is not so hot anymore.

Then I went to the study, scribbled to deal with the affairs, and it was almost lunch.

After pushing Mr. Song's book and Miss Liu's song, he hurried back again.

As soon as he entered the door, he pretended to be full of arms with the little mute, simply took advantage, and hugged him tightly: "Why don't you look at the road, um, it's not burning. Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

The little mute shook his head, first bent down to pat off the remaining dust marks on the man's knees, and then led him to the bed.

The prince kept the rules in his hands, but joked on his mouth: "Is it so enthusiastic if you don't feel uncomfortable?"

The little mute didn't let go, and when he lay down, he knelt on the outside and massaged his head.

"It's much better recently, you don't need to rub it. You should rest." The prince said and got up, "How about I rub it for you."

But the little mute has extremely strong hands, and he holds the person tightly so that he won't let him move.

"Okay, okay, don't use too much force, your wrist is not sharp yet."

The prince lay down obediently, but his heart was not very at ease.

After about a cup of tea, the little mute decided to stop.

However, the prince felt that even though he was by his side, his heart was still empty.

He grabbed the person, "Don't go."

The little mute didn't move, "You won't leave, will you?"

"You haven't answered what I asked you this morning. I will be responsible for you and treat you well. I really like you. You..."

"My lord." The butler shouted at the door, "Today's lunch has been delivered to the inner courtyard. If you want to eat it in your room, I will send someone to bring it in."

The prince's love words were stuck in his throat, and he said discouragedly: "... let's pass it on."

After eating, the atmosphere and mood are different because of the full stomach, but nothing can be said.

The two lived in peace, but the prince's ears stretched out longer.