A family is missing

into the night.

The prince tossed and turned inexplicably, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The little dumb man in the outer room breathed evenly.

Perhaps after listening for too long, he vaguely heard footsteps.

To be precise, it is the subtle sound made by the particles when they are crushed.

He didn't even have time to put on a coat, got out of bed, and ran to the outside room with bare feet.

The little mute just got up and walked out the door.

"Are you leaving again?!" The prince couldn't help but grabbed him hard, and said angrily in a low voice, "Are you leaving? Why?"

The little mute struggled slightly, but the prince gripped it tighter and tighter, and the prince simply held the little mute: "Are you angry with me? You can vent your anger however you want, can you, can you not leave..."

The prince was anxious and annoyed, but he was helpless in front of a mute.

Finally, he finally realized that even if the little mute wanted to slap him right now, he would be unable to move, so he let go.

The little mute felt that the prince was peaceful, so he took his hand and pulled him to the door.

Even walking a little hastily.

He almost tripped over the threshold.

It didn't come to him until the prince found out that the little mute was leading him to the hut.

Naturally, the servants can't just use the chamber pot in the room like the master did.

When he realized that he had made a big oolong, he secretly rejoiced that it was late at night and he could calmly bear the scorching heat on his cheeks.

No one could see the blush anyway.

That night, the prince completed his first glorious task of guarding the toilet door for others in his life.

On the way back, the prince held the little mute's hand instead, as if to reduce the embarrassment before, he started another topic and said: "You can't see it at night, if I didn't hold it tight just now, you would have tripped over .”

As he said that, he clenched his hands tightly twice.

Seemingly getting an affirmative answer, the little mute shook his hand twice.

When he got to the house, the prince saw that he didn't object, so he directly carried him to the bed.

It is placed on the inside, and the euphemistic name is not to worry about it.

Although the person who pretended to be full of heart was lying beside him, but he only gently hooked the little mute's hand with his little finger.

Sighed several times.

said softly:

Qiu Sheng, I... I like you.

Do you think I'm lying to you?

How did I fall in love with you?

Maybe it's sympathy.

I am blind and you are dumb.

The rest of the family has their own flaws, and I can communicate with them without hindrance.

So in my heart, they are all normal people.

Only you, I can't hear your voice, I can't see your movements.

But it seems that I can feel your heart.

Your joy, your sorrow.

We get along tacitly and have been friends for a long time.

I thought you were a gift from God to me.

I thought you'd always be...

The prince waggled his hooked little finger and asked, "Little dumb, did you hear that? Are you still awake? Asleep? Sigh."

He couldn't help being a little stuffy, and the little mute fell asleep too quickly.

Alas, make persistent efforts tomorrow.

Although the [-]-day deadline is approaching, the prince has not yet recovered.

The little mute couldn't help being thankful for this, so that the prince would not see his open eyes and tears.

The next day, the prince woke up, but the little mute was still up.

The prince softly called the others to serve and wash up, and then went back to fiddle with the little mute.

It is a rare opportunity for ear diseases to grind together.

But when he entered the room, he found that people had already got up.

It sounds like he just picked up the teapot on the table, planning to make tea.

"Let's put it down, and ask someone else to do it later. You have a good rest these days, don't hold on to your body if you can't bear it."

The answer was the sound of the teapot lid scraping across the lid.

"You mean, you're going to decoct medicine?"

This time it was the sound of a teapot falling on the table.

"Oh. Then we..."

"My lord," the butler said inappropriately every time.

Taking advantage of the time when the prince was dealing with the butler, the little mute walked out the door, and gestured to the butler a few times as he passed by.

The butler was taken aback, and said, "Understood."

The prince was puzzled and asked, "What?"

The little mute made two more gestures, and the housekeeper said, "Qiu Sheng said that there are few medicinal herbs, so he has to go out of the house."

The prince said: "Then you can send someone to buy it back."

The butler said with a dark face, "I didn't understand what kind of medicinal material he was gesticulating. Let Dong Er drive Qiusheng to see him."

The prince nodded: "Then I..."

The housekeeper hurriedly interrupted: "My lord, there is an urgent letter of [-] miles."

"...." The prince gritted his teeth: "Then you go and make arrangements for Qiusheng first."

The matter that the butler wants to say is indeed worth rushing for eight hundred miles.

The send-off team of Zheng Junhou's family has been assembled and will leave soon.

Not to mention Zheng Junhou's drunkard's intention is not to drink, but just to marry his daughter, he lit a fire in his backyard. The prince was too busy to be sad and coaxing people earlier, and he had long forgotten about this marriage.

The butler didn't think about this problem.

The prince's eyesight is about to recover, and no matter what, the daughter of Zheng Junhou cannot be married at this time.

Moreover, the matter of regaining sight was just reminded by the little mute.

The first sentence he gestured to the butler was: Tomorrow the cloth strip in front of the prince can be removed.

Has it been No.15 days?

When the little mute comes back, everything will be as it was yesterday.

Neither listened to books nor listened to music. Although the two of them were not tired of crooked, they were accompanied by each other and brought out the best in each other.

The little mute sat obediently at the corner of the prince's table. The prince said he wanted to practice calligraphy, but he didn't draw a few strokes.Occasionally ask the little mute if he is tired or if he wants to take a rest, and he stops talking when he hears the sound of the wooden table twice.

In the end, the prince shook his head regretfully, "Unfortunately, I don't know how to draw."

The two of them returned to the inner courtyard after dinner and strolled through the garden. The little mute cleans his hands and burns incense to press his head on the prince's head.

The prince smiled and said, "I thought you were going to be lazy today."

"Come." The prince stood by the bed, unbuttoned the buttons of the brocade jacket one by one, smiled slightly, and opened his hands to let the little mute take off the clothes.

When the little mute stretched out his hand to untie the belt around his waist, the lord took advantage of the situation and pulled him into his arms, "I didn't take the initiative even if I gave you a chance, so I have to do it myself."

Having said that, let the little mute change his clothes smoothly.Lying on the bed obediently.

When the little mute was massaging, he curled his fingers around the tip of his hair, hesitating whether to sniff it.

But if this action is too insignificant to scare people away...

"How do you feel? If there is nothing serious, let's go hiking tomorrow? It is said that the leaves of Langmang Mountain are all red at this time."

Yes, in fact, the leaves outside the window have already turned red.

It dropped yesterday.

Tomorrow, you can see for yourself.

You can also start learning to draw.

"In a moment, tell the housekeeper, tomorrow morning, prepare..."

Before the word "car" was spoken, the prince fell into a deep sleep.

The little mute waited for a long while, making sure that the prince was breathing steadily, resting the back of his head with one hand, and untied the cloth strip with the other.

Tuck in the corners of the quilt, fold the untucked cloth strips and put them away.

Just like what the prince has done to him countless times before.

touched his eyes.

No, eyelids.

I knew early on how attractive these peach blossom eyes were.

Starting tomorrow, I will no longer be jealous of my puppy eyes.

Pretending to be busy, the housekeeper couldn't sleep no matter what.

As soon as the sky turned white, he put on his clothes and went to the prince's courtyard to inspect it.

But I saw the door of the prince's room was wide open.

The butler has a bad heart.

Busy driving the wheelchair into the house.

All over the place.

The wheels made an unpleasant sound as they rolled over the ceramic shards on the ground.

Not a single item in the room was properly placed, and even the ebony round table was overturned and stood on its side.

There was only one person sitting upright on the bed.

His eyes were covered with a white cloth belt, which was torn from the skirt of his inner coat.

I could only hear the prince asking tremblingly, "Little mute, is that you?"

The steward had already guessed what was going on, although he couldn't bear it, he still said: "My lord..."

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In the end, the blind prince shook his head regretfully, "Unfortunately, I don't know how to draw."

The butler heard it from the corner of the wall outside the corridor, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice: Why don't you go to heaven, you blind man?