Last night, Xie Shiguan refused to leave and insisted on sleeping on this small couch with him.
In order not to press Si Lai down, Shen Que had to let him half-press down. The prince was tall and strong, and although he looked thin, he was not light at all when he pressed down on people. With him pressed so tightly against them, it was difficult for Shen Que to even turn over.
Two adults and one child were huddled together, and the mattress was so hot that it made people sweat. It should be a good place to sleep on such a warm couch in the winter night, but the mute almost stayed awake all night.
Si Lai knew that the child would cry and make a fuss at any time. In order not to disturb the prince, he had to hold the child under the bed and coax him. The back and forth torture of the cold and hot made him feel heavy in his heart, so at dawn the next day, the mute suddenly felt hot.
His Highness was totally unaware and still half asleep. I reached my hand into his robe, rubbing and kneading it, and felt a scar on his lower abdomen. It was not long, only two fingers wide, and the scab had fallen off, leaving only a small bulge.
He thought of Tao Yiru's words yesterday, and suddenly a strange sourness arose in his heart.
"Does it hurt?" He whispered in Shen Que's ear, "Did you hate me very much at that time, huh?"
The mute didn't react at all. Even though the couch was so crowded and hot, he acted like he was very cold and kept snuggling into his arms.
Seeing that he refused to pay attention to him, Xie Shiguan reached his hand upwards and rubbed the swollen area with his fingertips harshly.
Shen was in pain and finally woke up completely. He knew that it was Xie Shiguan who was teasing him from behind. He didn't want to respond or face it, so he still kept his eyes closed.
The prince deliberately moved closer to him, felt his breath, and then put his hand on his left chest to listen to his heartbeat: "You are obviously awake, why are you still pretending to be asleep? You little liar."
Shen Que's breathing suddenly became more disordered.
Xie Shiguan smiled, half-raised himself, and moved closer again. He pushed aside his hair with his fingers, gently pressed him, and rubbed his eyes with the tip of his tongue, licking his tightly closed eye until it was wet, and even his eyelashes were wet with light.
Her eyelashes were soon smudged, followed by her dimples and lips. Realizing that he was about to continue, Shen finally couldn't help but open her eyes.
Xie Shiguan's forehead was against his at this moment, and they couldn't be any closer. As long as Shen opened his eyes, he would inevitably bump into his eyes.
"You are very patient..." His Highness felt as if there was fire on his forehead. He looked at his tired and blurry eyes and suddenly seemed to realize something. "You are so hot."
"Why is it so hot all of a sudden?"
When I reached out and touched his hands and feet again, they were even more burning.
This mute must have been burnt to death. He has a mouth that was grown for nothing and he doesn't know how to express his pain. It would be fine if he couldn't speak, but how come he can't even gesture?
"When did the fever start?" Xie Shiguan half-rose and still remembered tucking the quilt in for him. There was a hint of annoyance in his tone, "Don't you know how to tell me? Do you have to be burned into a fool before you're happy?"
Shen Que's face was red and wet, and he didn't know if it was because of the fever or because he was bullied.
How could he dare to say it? He felt uncomfortable before dawn, but the prince was still sleeping soundly at that time. Shen was afraid that he would not get enough sleep and get angry. In addition, he had a knot in his heart about him, so he would rather feel uncomfortable than call him.
Xie Shiguan hated the way he looked and wanted to make him cry, but seeing how ill he was, he couldn't bear it, so he closed his shirt, got up and went out.
Not long after, the two assassins who had taken turns guarding the outer courtyard all night came over with Tao Yiru. When they arrived at the door of the side room, Guyu handed the medical box to her.
"After you go in, don't make a fuss or talk too much," Xiao Man had his usual cold-blooded expression. "After you've examined the adults, leave obediently. Do whatever my master tells you to do, otherwise..."
Guyu interrupted him quickly: "Madam, please go now. I will take care of Lingci for you. Please don't worry."
Tao Yiru knew exactly what he meant. He was using the old lady to threaten her. She understood, but she also had a temper. She turned around and glared at the two men, then went into the house carrying the medical box.
The window in the room was half open. Xie Shiguan thought the room was too dark, so he lit all the candles he could find, piling up a ball of candlelight on the table.
Tao Yiru felt so painful watching this. They never turned on the lights during the day, and even at night, they tried to save as much as possible. She couldn't stand the fact that these northerners were so wasteful.
But after suffering a loss yesterday, Tao Yiru could only complain in her heart and did not dare to say it out loud.
He placed the medical box beside the table and went forward to check on the person on the couch. He saw that the person curled up in the mattress had a red face and his face was covered with teeth marks and red marks from the ears down.
Tao Yiru didn't dare to look any further. While taking the mute's pulse, she cursed the man in her heart, saying he was a piece of shit.
"The skin on the radial side is very hot, and the pulse is strong and agitated," Tao Yiru said in a cold voice, "You can tell from the look of it that this is caused by a cold and a fever."
Xie Shiguan sat at the end of the couch, reached into the mattress, and rubbed her heavy ankle. Hearing this, he curled the corners of his lips and looked at her with a smile: "Just prescribe medicine. Why are you telling me all this? I'm not a doctor."
This man is so lucky, with a naturally good-looking appearance. Once you set your eyes on him, you can't take your eyes off him. Tao Yiru has never seen such a person in her life.
If Tao Yiru didn't know that he was Silai's grandfather, she would probably have been confused by his appearance.
It’s a pity that this person is all show and no substance.
Tao Yiru, as a bystander, felt that the mute was too stupid to be deceived by such a person. But at the same time, Tao Yiru could understand him very well. Chen had a sincere heart, and even if others gave him some kindness, he would keep it in his heart for a long time.
Such a stupid person, who stays by the side of such a cunning-looking person every day, and picks up any charity as love, how can he not be deceived by him?
She had heard people say before that it was not enough for the powerful eunuchs to have many wives and concubines. As long as the master liked the maids and servants, they would summon them and then abandon them without being criticized.
If she unfortunately got pregnant, at best she would be given a bowl of abortion medicine, at worst she would be directly sunk into the well, leaving two lives, and the government would not care.
The lives of servants are lowly, not much better than those of boat girls and prostitutes.
Tao Yiru felt sorry for the mute and said coldly, "Your Excellency knew that his leg was injured, but you didn't let him rest and heal, and tortured him like this. If you don't have him in your heart, why did you come to look for him in person?"
In Kyoto, no commoner woman had ever dared to speak to him like this.
Upon hearing this, Xie Shiguan's eyebrows curved and his eyes briefly swept over her lips and tongue. If a doctor lost her tongue, it would not hinder her from treating patients.
"Aque and I have known each other for more than ten years. How long have you known him? How dare you take over his job and criticize me? Who do you think you are?" The prince smiled at her, as if declaring his sovereignty. "He is mine."
"Even if he dies, even his bones will belong to me. Is there anything I can't ask him to do?"
Then he stood up and bent over, bullying Chen Que. He knew that the mute was not asleep, but was too embarrassed to see Tao Yiru. He deliberately asked him, "A Que, do you think I am torturing you?"
"Is it torture?"
"I clearly love you that much," Xie Shiguan raised his hand and rubbed his cheek and earlobe, "Isn't that right?"
Tao Yiru, who was listening at the side, felt a chill down her spine, thinking that this man must be suffering from hysteria, and it seemed that he was seriously ill. No wonder even someone as good-tempered as Shen Que would be scared away by him.
There is no cure for insanity, but Chen wants to take him back. Who knows how much suffering he will have to endure in the future.
Unfortunately, she was just a small village doctor, a commoner with no power, just like the mute on the couch, both were ants, and neither had thicker legs than the other. She could not save Shen Que.
So she had nothing to say. Even if she said something, this man probably wouldn't listen. So she bowed to him perfunctorily, then walked out with her medical box, and ordered the two warriors to boil the medicine.
As soon as the door closed, Shen Que heard Xie Shiguan say, "If you don't wake up, I will let Guyu pull out her tongue and dig out her eyes."
Shen quickly opened his eyes and looked at him sadly.
"I have to force you to listen to me," Xie Shiguan said with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "You've been angry all night, and it's time for you to calm down. I've treated you so well, why are you still angry with me? It's just a matter of face."
He had no idea why Shen was so sad, as if his despair and sadness were just deliberate affectation.
Chen Que felt uncomfortable with the burning sensation on his body and in his heart, but he was afraid that he would really attack Tao Yiru and her daughter, so he held on and gestured weakly: "Don't hurt her."
"But she looked at you," Xie Shiguan said lightly, "and she even taught me a lesson."
Shen said helplessly: "Then your highness, dig out my eyes and cut off my tongue."
He just thought that His Highness wanted to vent his anger, so it would be the same no matter who he punished. His tongue was just a decoration anyway. As for his eyes, he was missing one of his seven orifices anyway, so these two wouldn't make a difference.
The smile in Xie Shiguan's eyes suddenly turned cold.
But the mute seemed to have not noticed. He had hardly slept all night and was sick. His mind was sometimes light and sometimes heavy. He couldn't think too much. He just gestured stubbornly: "Don't hurt her..."
“She’s a good person.”
"She is a good person," Xie Shiguan said, as if squeezing out these words from between his teeth, "Then what am I?"
Shen looked at him with a dazed look, but didn't know how to answer. To him, His Highness had probably been the best person in his heart, the one he longed for day and night, and the moonlight that he dared not touch no matter how much he wanted it.
But all these thoughts seemed to have been trampled beyond recognition by the face he found under his coat last night.
"Is he a bad guy?" he asked in a low voice.
Shen still didn't answer.
He knew that His Highness seemed angry, but he couldn't raise his hands. The unforgettable memory would always remain there, making him feel heartbroken all the time.
How could he answer him with a clear conscience?
He can't do it.
There was a moment when he would rather have drowned in the river that day than know the cruel truth, and know that the person he loved so much...
In fact, he is also the person he hates the most.
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