Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

"Your Highness, what do you mean, it's dead?"

Mu Ke sat behind the table, but looked at the sycamore tree outside the window, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, it's dead."

Shen Qing was amazed, at the beginning it was so hard to come to him to ask him for treatment, but now half of the treatment is done, and you have to give up halfway?Why?

Mu Ke glanced at him, and said indifferently: "He's doing well now."

"You think it's good that Mr. Luo is so delirious?" The doctor was benevolent, and Shen Qing wanted to heal Luo Ange from the bottom of his heart, so he refuted back almost regardless of etiquette.

Mu Ke was a little irritable, and his tone became impatient, "He said it himself, he doesn't want to be cured, just follow him."

Shen Qing didn't know what to say, so he spoke after a long while, "Young master Luo said he didn't want to be cured? His Highness also knows what he looks like now. He doesn't understand the truth at all. Of course he doesn't like to drink medicine every day. You are simply taking advantage of his ignorance. One point, lie to him and say he's dead!"

"What do you know?" Mu Ke suddenly became furious, slammed the table and stood up abruptly, with a stern voice, "Do you think I'm selfish because I'm afraid that Luo Ange will hate me so I don't treat him? You think I don't want to see him Do you look healthy and sane?!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, with deep sorrow in his eyes, the thick fog that could not be dispelled, and even his voice lowered a lot, "I'm not afraid that he will hate me, I'm just afraid that he will seek death again after he wakes up. Killing a person is very difficult. It's easy, but it's too difficult to protect a person who wants to die, I've experienced this before, and I don't want to do it again."

Shen Qing was dumbfounded, but the instinct of a doctor in his bones made him argue, "But you can't decide the matter of Mr. Luo alone. How do you know what his real thoughts are? Is His Highness planning to spend the rest of his life with him like this? ?"

"It's not your business, Shen Qing."

Mu Ke's face suddenly darkened, he was cold and solemn, and even his voice became indifferent. Shen Qing was startled, and then he remembered that the person in front of him was not an ordinary citizen, but a prince who was under one person and above ten thousand. Once you have made up your mind, who can shake it?

It was very dangerous, Shen Qing could almost feel the killing intent gradually filling the room, finally he sighed deeply, returned to his usual gentle look, bowed slightly, "I see, Your Highness, I I will stay in the East Palace for the time being, if His Highness changes his mind, he can come to me at any time."

Mu Ke didn't speak, but nodded lightly to signal him to go out.

When Shen Qing stepped out of the room, she ran into Luo Ange coming in head-on.Shen Qing briefly exchanged pleasantries with him, and watched him enter the room.The prince's voice inside immediately softened, with deep love, completely different from before.

Shen Qing thought at that moment, the prince really loves Luo Ange, maybe there is a selfish element in this love, but it has to be said that the prince's love is much stronger than most people in the world.

But God always likes to play tricks on lovers, Shen Qing sighed regretfully, could it be that the two of them can have a happy ending only if Luo Ange stays stupid for the rest of his life?

In the house, Luo Ange was pestering Mu Ke, showing him the clay figurines he made with his own hands.

In fact, the clay figurine is so colorful and strangely shaped that you can't tell what it is, so you can only reluctantly say that it has a human shape.Luo Ange made gestures and talked for a long time before Mu Ke realized that it was a pinch between the two of them.

Mu Ke was surprised, he looked carefully at the 'clay figurine' in his hand, sorry for his blindness, he couldn't see two human figures from a pile of mud.

However, Luo Ange looked at him expectantly with a pair of watery eyes, and Mu Ke could only praise against his will: "It's really like it, I knew it was you and me when I saw it."

When the prince told a lie, it was true that he would not show his face without redness. Luo Ange would be very happy when he was praised, and he pulled Mu Ke's sleeve with a smile, and pointed with his right hand to the place where the vase was placed in the middle of the bookshelf.

Mu Ke understood, "Oh, you're going to put this there, aren't you?"

Luo Ange nodded happily, "Look, you watch every day."

Mu Ke said in his heart that I looked at this clay figurine every day, and I was afraid that I would have nightmares at night, but how could he refuse this little thing's request, so he removed the vase on the bookshelf, and placed this rotten clay figurine in the most conspicuous position. the first place.

"Satisfied now?" Mu Ke couldn't laugh or cry.

Luo Ange was even happier, pulled Mu Ke's clothes straight up and kissed him, moaning, "Jiang Xia, we stole clay figurines in Jiang Xia."

Mu Ke's heart moved, and his eyes became more and more gentle unconsciously, "Oh? Do you still remember that I took you to steal clay figurines? How long ago did you still remember it?"

Luo Ange laughed triumphantly, limp in his arms, and fiddled with his long hair hanging on his shoulders, "Xiaoxiao remembers, and Linglong dice, you gave them, I wear them."

As he spoke, he touched the dice on his waist, but found nothing.

Luo Ange didn't know that he changed his clothes today and forgot to bring the dice, but thought it was accidentally lost, so he turned around in a hurry, searched all over his body but couldn't find it, was anxious to cry, and dragged Mu Ke's hand Clothes choked up, "I can't find it, I can't find it, help Xiaoxiao find it..."

Mu Ke thought it was funny at first, and looked at him anxiously with interest, and then hurried to coax him when he was so anxious to cry, "Okay, okay, I didn't lose it, I must have changed my clothes today, and the maid forgot to put them on for you." Alright, let's go, I'll take you to the bedroom to look for it."

Luo Ange felt better after hearing this, and followed Mu Ke back to the bedroom with tears in his eyes. Sure enough, the Linglong dice was placed on the table, and the moon-white tassels were quietly hanging by the table.

Luo Ange laughed through his tears, grabbed the dice and held it in his hand like a baby, for fear that he would disappear if he was not paying attention.

Mu Ke tied it around his waist with a smile, kissed the corner of his lips, and coaxed: "Don't cry if you find it, do you hear me?"

Luo Ange nodded, touched the dice on his waist, and happily ran out to play again.

At noon on the second day, Mu Ke was in charge in the study as usual. The prince brought in the papers distributed by the cabinet. When he looked up, he saw the clay figurine on the bookshelf.

Mu Ke smiled when he heard the words, and was not in a hurry to answer him, but asked instead: "Luo Ange made it, what do you think it looks like?"

"..." The prince is old but not dizzy, and his eyes are very good. After looking for a long time, he finally found two suspected heads from the pile of mud, so he had a clue in his mind.

"Return to Your Highness, this three-headed and six-armed person is Nezha, right?"

Mu Ke chuckled, and gave Wang Gonggong a sympathetic look, "Luo Ange is pinching himself and me, if he hears your words, he will definitely get angry with you."

The prince couldn't help laughing, "Shaoqing is kind-hearted, even if he gets angry, he won't do anything to the old slave, it's just..."

The prince hesitated to speak, but Mu Ke raised his eyes, "Just what?"

In fact, he had already guessed what Wang Gonggong was going to say, so his face was a little gloomy. Wang Gonggong was apprehensive, but he still insisted on replying: "Your Highness really doesn't plan to continue treating Shaoqing?"

"You want to persuade me too?" Mu Ke's voice became cold, and the prince's back was covered with cold sweat, and he said in a low voice, "I don't dare, but... this old slave feels that Shaoqing doesn't actually hate you that much. Rien, even if Shaoqing really recovered her memory, she might not be able to..."

The prince sighed, quite moved, "Your Highness and Shaoqing have survived many things, there is no reason to fall on this hurdle, the old slave wants to see His Highness and Shaoqing really and beautifully together. "

"Isn't it nice enough now?" Mu Ke's eyes were deep, "Do I have to take risks? You also think I'm afraid that he will hate me, so I won't heal him?"

The prince was speechless, and Mu Ke pressed his brows wearily, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that he will be sad, and that he will seek death and life again. I can't gamble with his life, do you understand?"

Wang Gonggong didn't speak, the room was silent for a moment, after a while, the little eunuch outside suddenly came in to report, and the servant A Yu begged to see him.

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