The next day at 3:30 pm.
Xie Shiguan got up late today, so Chen waited under the eaves for several hours before he finally saw a maid coming out of the hall. It was the Silla maid Yanhua from that day.
She seemed to still remember the embarrassing incident that day, so she didn't dare to raise her eyes. Her curled eyelashes drooped slightly, revealing a very beautiful eye socket outline: "Greetings, sir."
"His Highness just got up and asked you to go in and tie his hair."
A hint of surprise flashed across Shen Que's face, but he didn't ask any more questions, fearing that the people inside might be getting impatient, so he followed in.
The incense burner in the hall was almost burned out, leaving only a faint residual fragrance.
Chen was not very sensitive to spices and could only distinguish between strong and weak ones. But if you asked him to tell what was added to the incense burner, he couldn't say it.
But he had followed King Yan for more than ten years after all, and was used to the incense he often burned, so when he smelled it carefully, he could still smell something different.
There must have been some other spices added to the agarwood that Xie Shiguan smoked before going to bed last night, but he couldn't think of what it was specifically.
Going further forward and turning around the screen partition is the prince's living quarters. On the dressing table inside stands a diamond-shaped gold-shell mirror with auspicious beasts, birds, and flowers. In the mirror is a person with sleepy eyes, yawning lazily.
Although the maids surrounding him were all outstanding in appearance, as soon as he caught a glimpse of the half face in the bronze mirror, the narrow and long phoenix eyes, and the faint mole on the bridge of his nose, Shen felt that these beautiful maids were immediately eclipsed.
Xie Shiguan seemed to have seen him in the bronze mirror as well. He turned around slowly and gave him a neutral look.
Shen Que hurried over and took the comb, but he had just stood under the eaves for several hours and his hands and feet were numb from the cold. When he picked up the comb, his hands shook unconsciously and his knuckles were stiff.
Xie Shiguan saw it and suddenly reached out and gently held the back of his hand. It felt very cold. This man's hand was as cold as stone.
"Why is it so cold?" he asked.
"It's very cold," Yan Hua, who was holding a tray beside him, answered softly for him, "Master has been standing outside under the eaves for several hours, and he was wearing thin clothes. When I called him in just now, I saw that he looked dazed, and I was afraid that he had caught a cold."
After she finished speaking, several maids beside her covered their faces and laughed softly.
Xie Shiguan had always been quite tolerant towards the maids in the room, and he would not blame them when he heard them laughing.
The prince turned around and asked another maid to hand the hand warmer to Chen Que: "Take the hand warmer to warm your hands. You can wait in the side hall from now on. There is no need to wait under the eaves."
However, Chen was a little hesitant to take it. The cover of the hand warmer was made of brocade silk, a reward from the saint in the palace. Even if he had escaped from slavery, he was only a sixth-rank official in the Ministry of War. He was not worthy of using such a good thing.
Besides, His Highness usually didn't pay much attention to him, so this rare warmth made him a little uncomfortable.
He hesitated and didn't dare to take it. The one who handed him the hand warmer was a hot-tempered girl. She put the hand warmer into Shen Que's hand domineeringly, and then said: "Hurry up and take it, sir. Your hands are so cold, be careful not to freeze our prince's hair!"
These girls have been following Xie Shiguan for a long time, and they can tell that he is in a good mood today and is in a very relaxed state, so they dare to say a few witty words to amuse them.
Sure enough, Xie Shiguan was not annoyed when he heard the girl's weird tone. He just laughed and scolded her, "You have become more and more daring recently. You even dare to make fun of the master. Be careful or I will have someone twist your tongue. I will ask the kitchen to slice it up with the pig's tongue and fry it for you sisters as a snack."
Hearing him say this, the maid was immediately frightened and quickly begged for forgiveness: "Your Highness, I was just half asleep and said something nonsense. Even if I had ten thousand more guts, I would not dare to make fun of you."
Xie Shiguan usually smiles. He smiles when he is in a good mood and he also smiles when he is in a bad mood. It is always difficult to tell which of his words are true and which are jokes.
Last time, there was a maid who just said something wrong and accidentally stepped on Xie Shiguan's tail. He didn't seem angry at the time and still had a smiling face.
But when the maid thought she had escaped, two servants from the Ministry of Justice broke in that night. She was unexpectedly dragged out of the house, had her tongue pulled out quietly, and was soon sent to a remote mansion.
The other maids in the room saw it and were afraid. From then on, they all learned to be careful with their words and actions, and would think carefully before speaking a word.
But the prince was in a really good mood today. He waved his hand and asked the maid to step aside.
Then he looked at Chen Que carefully again. Shen Que was wearing a dark green brocade official robe today, with a golden carp leaping over a dragon gate on his chest, a leather belt around his waist, a scimitar hanging from his waist, and a black gold and sandalwood badge. A string of short bamboo green tassels hung on the badge.
In addition, he had a straight body, and the leather belt brought out his narrow back and narrow waist, making him look even taller.
Finally, Xie Shiguan's gaze fell on his lips again. His lips were slightly pursed, with very round lines, like a statue of Guanyin sitting on a lotus seat, or like the reflection of a mountain in a lake.
But such beautiful lips have a little crack, a little dark red, and a little swelling at the corners.
The prince knew who did this, but he asked knowingly, pointed at the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "Are you angry?"
Shen hurriedly touched the corner of his lips, lowering his head slightly: "Maybe the charcoal fire burned too strongly at night, and the anger rushed out."
Xie Shi watched him lie in all seriousness, his gestures and his person were flustered, and he felt inexplicably better. He leaned back in his chair, smiled, and told Wu Hua: "Wu Hua, ask the kitchen to make more snow pear soup in the afternoon and send it to Ah Que to reduce his internal heat."
As if feeling a little embarrassed, Shen Que's face became slightly hot.
I can't help but think of that man from last night... I forced him to use his hands, but thought he was stupid and couldn't get it out after a long time, so I threatened him to use his mouth or his back, and he had to choose one.
He hesitated and refused to respond, so the man asked him to kneel down and grabbed his long hair...
Later on, the man didn't care whether he could bear it or not. Hearing the whimpering sound from his mouth, the man became more excited.
In the end, the sheets on the bed were wrinkled into a ball, and the man's stuff had stained his inner clothes, and he used his torn outer robe to wipe it.
This was the first time in Shen Que's life that he had suffered such humiliation. He leaned against the end of the bed and covered his mouth, feeling aggrieved, helpless, and hateful.
He saw the man leaning on his pillow with a satisfied look on his face, then he turned around and casually took off the amulet he had hung on the head of the bed.
"This is the amulet you asked for at the Wanfo Temple," he stared at the small cloth bag lazily, "Why didn't Chen Luo take it away?"
But Shen covered his mouth and refused to answer.
Lin Xie got up and moved over, pulling his hand away with a smile, not minding the dirtiness, lowered his head and kissed the injured corner of his mouth, licking it shamelessly.
"I just told you, and you forgot again?" Lin Xie had vented his anger and his temper had improved a lot. He spoke in a very gentle tone, "Don't be so cold to me, do you understand?"
"Besides," he said confidently, "you can't speak with your mouth, so you have to find another way to make a living, right?"
Shen Que finally raised his head and glared at him fiercely.
Lin Xie laughed: "I told you not to glare at me. If you glare at me, I will glare at you again. Tomorrow, you will not only be unable to speak, but you will also be unable to eat. Do you believe it?"
Of course Shen believed it, and believed it very much, so he had to retract his gaze and swallow his anger.
"You are very well behaved," Lin Xie was very satisfied. He stretched out his hand to ruffle his black hair, and then paused for a moment before continuing to ask him, "What did I ask you just now?"
Shen slowly raised his hand and moved it woodenly: "This one was asked for by someone else, but it's stained with blood..."
It’s not good to send it out again.
"Others? Who are they?" Lin Xie pressed on, "Besides me, do you have other lovers?"
Shen was speechless. After being pushed by him, he raised his hand again: "You are full of dirty things in your heart. I have nothing to say to you."
This time, no matter how much he pressed, Shen refused to say anything. Only when he was annoyed by his questions did he point at himself and said, "Please give me mine, okay?"
Lin Xie didn't believe him. He just said that he was praying for someone else, but when he asked in detail, it turned out to be his own prayer.
"If you won't tell me," Lin Xie stuffed the amulet into his leather belt, saying shamelessly, "then just think of it as you asking for me."
After saying that, he didn’t care whether Shen Quetong agreed or not, he turned around and walked out of the gate with the amulet.
After walking half a step out, he turned back and whispered to him, "I'll come back when I'm free in a few days. Don't lock the door at night."
Shen Que didn't listen to him. As soon as he left, Shen Que ran over barefoot, bolted the door, and moved two wooden chairs to push against the door.
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