The next day.
Chen Que always gets up very early. If His Highness had not forced him not to get up, he would have gone to bed and changed his clothes before dawn.
Xie Shiguan was sleepy, and when he sensed that Xie Shiguan was moving around, he raised his eyes with some dissatisfaction. It was such a cold day, but this dumb man was not willing to be lazy at all. Your Highness judged him by himself and felt that Xie Shiguan was really a fool who didn't care about himself at all.
So he held the person tightly in his arms. The person was still dazed and asked in a whisper, "Where are you going?"
"It's not even daybreak yet. You don't have to go to court during these days of spring break. Even the officials in Beijing have their day off. Stay with me and sleep a little longer. Be obedient..."
However, both of Shen's hands were tied in the middle, so he could not refute and could only accept it. After the prince relaxed a little, he slowly pulled out his hand and wrote on his palm: "Paragraph Ground".
Without waiting for him to finish writing, Xie Shiguan grabbed his finger and bit it suddenly. Seeing that the mute felt pain, he finally let go.
"Did I not do it lightly?" His Highness asked without reservation. "When I did it to you, you acted half-dead for me to see. How long have you just rested? You still have the energy to go for morning training. If you have the leisure time, why not give me another chance?"
Shen's face burned when he heard this, and he felt a little scared.
The marks on his wrists and ankles had not yet healed, his waist was sore, and the places that had been touched seemed to be swollen. His Highness had cleaned them and applied medicine to them, but he didn't dare to touch them, and he didn't know what had happened to him.
In short, I have always felt a little strange, and there is a dull pain.
But for no reason, he suddenly stopped going to the training ground. Not only would his master and senior brothers be worried, but the people around him might also have had too many thoughts.
However, Shen didn't want others to think that he relied on favors and used some dirty means to climb onto the prince's bed. Although no one dared to ridicule him in front of him, he had heard a lot of rumors in private.
Yesterday he went to the wet nurse's room to see Si Lai. The pretty woman hesitated for a long time before she spoke to him, "Sir, the other day I went to the outer palace to receive the Spring Festival gifts and heard a few maids making fun of the child, saying things like 'Master Shen has his own child, how can he still look down on you' and so on. They also mocked his background and then ridiculed you a few times. The child immediately became disgraced and started a fight with them. Later it was Master Shen Luo who broke up the fight and sent the child to the criminal department to be beaten with a few sticks."
The child she was referring to was naturally Yuanzhi.
Shen Que had never heard of this matter. He often went to the prince's place these days, and came to coax the kid every time he returned to the courtyard. However, a heart as big as a fist could not accommodate so many people. He was busy coaxing the father and son and ignored the kid.
He was anxious and just wanted to go see Yuanzhi, but was stopped by the nurse: "Master Chen Luo has instructed not to tell you about this..."
However, Shen knew that the wet nurse was begging him not to say that the words had leaked out of her mouth, so he nodded and lip-synched, "I won't say it was you."
The door of the side room was locked, but Shen went forward and knocked, but there was no movement from inside. After a long while, he heard someone dragging his feet to answer the door.
As soon as the door opened, seeing that it was Chen Que who came, Yuan Zhi's eyes turned red, and he threw himself into the arms of the mute regardless of anything: "Sir..."
Shen was stunned. The boy had grown a lot taller. When he stood up, his chin was level with his. He was a big boy now. Because of his physical condition, he had always been afraid of being touched by others since he was a child. In the past, he thought that Yuanzhi was still young and it was okay to be intimate with him, but now he always felt a little uncomfortable.
But when he saw that Yuanzhi had wounds on his face and looked sick, Shen's heart softened immediately. He let him hold him and patted his back stiffly.
"When I go back, they always gossip about me, saying that I was raised by a prostitute." When he saw him, Yuanzhi's grievances burst out. "It's fine if they say that about me, but they also involve you, sir, saying that you don't want to be a good personal guard, but insist on doing that..."
Fearing that Chen Que would get angry, Yuan Zhi did not dare to repeat the original words to him, and only said: "They also said that you have no status, and you are disabled and mute, and you are not even qualified to be a concubine. When His Highness gets tired of you, he will drive you out of the house and let you fend for yourself."
"Those old hags, seeing that I am a child and no one listens to what I say, they bully me as much as they want. Even rabbits bite when they are cornered. What's wrong with me seeking justice for you and your majesty?"
Yuan Zhi became angrier and angrier as he spoke: "But Lord Chen Luo didn't distinguish right from wrong, insisting that I shouldn't treat them like a good citizen, a hired slave, and then took me to the Criminal Court."
Seeing that he looked unconvinced, Shen coaxed him back to the couch with some distress and tucked the quilt for him.
Chen Luo has always been more thoughtful than him in doing things. He understands human nature and knows what's going on. He must have his own reasons for handling things this way.
Therefore, Shen had to raise his hand to comfort him: "Brother is a little harsh to you, but he also loves you. If he really despises you, he won't bother to care about you."
"Even if the servants and maids in the outer palace are slaves like you, they are also slaves of Your Highness. Don't make a scene like this easily. If Your Highness knew about it, he wouldn't bother with trivial matters, nor would he bother to listen to the twists and turns. If he wants to punish you, he will just punish you. Once Your Highness opens his mouth, it won't be solved by a few sticks."
It was not known whether the boy had listened or not. Shen had originally thought of coming over to see him after dinner, but who would have expected that it would be such a coincidence that he ran into the maid. He was exhausted at the time and put the matter behind him.
After thinking about this for a while, Shen fell asleep again in a daze.
When I got up again, it was already noon.
However, Chen quietly moved down from the couch, changed his clothes and washed his face quietly.
Then he sat in front of the dressing table next to the small window, and tied up his hair in front of the bronze mirror. His black hair was half tied up, and his gaze unconsciously fell on the jade rouge box on the table.
He thought of the appearance of the maid he saw yesterday, and also remembered what the prince said about those young men usually rubbing it, so his fingertips paused for a moment, then reached over like a thief and gently unscrewed the box of light rouge that the prince had given him.
He took a little with his fingertips and rubbed it on the base of his thumb. Then he awkwardly rubbed some watery red on his cheeks. But he was not actually white. No matter how he looked at himself in the bronze mirror, Shen felt that he looked silly, like a fool imitating others.
Hearing the noise of the prince getting up behind him, Shen quickly raised his hand to wipe it, but he forgot that there was rouge on his hand, and he didn't know what was mixed in the rouge, so he couldn't wipe it off no matter how hard he rubbed.
"What are you doing?" Xie Shiguan had come up behind him without him noticing, and leaned over to touch his temples. "Why wipe it off? Wouldn't it look good?"
But this mute was like a thief who had been caught red-handed. He always felt that his little tricks had been seen through by His Highness, and he would be so embarrassed that he would die without His Highness even having to expose him.
But unexpectedly, Xie Shiguan did not mock him or laugh at him. Instead, he rubbed his cheek against his. "Our Ah Que looks good with rouge, and looks good without rouge. She looks good no matter what."
Shen didn't know whether she was embarrassed by his words or uncomfortable with him rubbing against her. She turned her face away quietly and lowered her eyes, but the light rouge on her cheeks became redder and redder, and it could no longer be called "light" rouge.
"You're so stingy," His Highness immediately chased after him, "What's wrong with sharing some of the things I gave you?"
Shen Que immediately handed him the rouge box and gestured with her hands: "There are still a lot of things in it..."
"The husband sings and the husband follows," Xie Shiguan smiled brightly and deliberately whispered in his ear, telling lies without blushing or beating his heart, "I will also learn from you and start to be frugal in the future."
Seeing the dumb man's face getting redder, His Highness felt happy.
"Last night," His Highness whispered in his ear, "did you feel any pleasure when I did that to you?"
Shen really wished he could hide in the ground so he wouldn't hear these words. Then he heard His Highness say slowly, "Don't play deaf. I've never been so considerate to anyone before. You're the only one. If you dare to shake your head and say you don't like it, I'll do it every day until you like it."
But Shen was afraid that he would really put it into practice, so he nodded slightly and accepted it.
It was obvious that he nodded, but His Highness also wanted to laugh, and said shamelessly: "Then next time I do it, you are not allowed to hide anymore."
Nodding and shaking his head are all traps. His Highness has deceived him so many times, but this mute still foolishly jumps into the trap himself, and always realizes it belatedly.
After Xie Shiguan finished speaking, his hand slowly slid down and gently placed on his abdomen. He looked at the person in the bronze mirror and smiled wickedly: "After giving you so much, will you still get pregnant? You won't be pregnant now, right?"
Although Shen Que had experienced it once, she still felt vague about the matter of pregnancy and having children. When she heard His Highness mention it, she immediately became panicked again.
"The doctor said," Shen raised his hand dully, "it's not easy for me to get pregnant."
His Highness doesn't like cubs. If there is one more, the mute's energy will be divided again. Besides, he has heard people say that if a woman has too many children, even if she can give birth to the baby safely every time, her health will get worse. He doesn't want to suffer that kind of hardship, so even though the mute was so tired last night, he still had to carry the person to wash it.
But even if he thought like this in his heart, Xie Shiguan still said these embarrassing and frightening words to tease him.
Who can blame this mute for always taking what he says seriously? He is so serious that it is cute.
Without waiting for the mute to figure it out, Xie Shiguan came forward again and ordered him while doing it, saying, "I'm starving. Give me a bite first."
The front of his clothes was torn off, and his chest suddenly felt cold. Shen quickly dodged and raised his hand and said, "I'll go to the kitchen and get you some food."
Xie Shiguan: "No appetite."
"Then I'll go to Pingkangli and buy you a bowl of wontons. That restaurant..."
Before he could finish his gesture, His Highness grabbed his wrist without explanation. When he looked up, his eyes slightly turned downward, as if he was the one who was wronged: "I have invited you to dinner so many times, and when have I not asked you to eat your fill? Now I want you to give me a bite, but you are so stingy and refuse. It hurts my heart."
He spoke in a serious manner, as if Shen Que had really become an ungrateful bad person.
"That kid already has a wet nurse to take care of him, so he doesn't need you," Xie Shiguan said slowly, "It's a rare opportunity, so what if you give me another taste, right?"
He spoke in a gentle and persuasive manner, and once he read those unreasonable words into his mouth, the mute's attitude would gradually soften, and he would always be able to trick him into giving in.
Half coaxing and half forcing the man back onto the couch to eat again, the prince suddenly felt refreshed. When he returned to his bedroom to sort out the accumulated official business, he even found that the memorial was very pleasing to the eye.
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