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At the gate of the palace, two people, one big and one small, are entangled, not giving in to each other.The guards at the side, fearful of the identities of the two, simply dutifully abided by their posts, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

"Let go! Let go, do you hear?" The older boy said angrily, the hand holding the sword unconsciously avoided the little man carved in powder and jade, fearing that he might accidentally hurt him, "I told you to let go, you Did you hear me?!"

Shaking his head stubbornly, his little hands clinging to the cuffs tightened, his immature face was full of stubbornness.

He don't let him go, don't let him go.

Unable to scold, let alone beat, the young man frowned, and finally softened his anger.Squat down and look at the little man. "Xiao Mo, be good, let me go first, okay?"

no no no!

Shaking his head even harder, he doesn't want to let go, if he lets go, Ao will leave him.From then on, no one taught him to read and write, nor played with him.

His insistence made the young man furious, and without warning, he yelled at the little man: "Sikong Mo, I told you to let go, did you hear that?!"

Frightened by the almost roaring volume, the little man let go of his hand slightly.It seemed to be resolved, but the boy knew that the real trouble had only begun now.

Sure enough, before he threw away the sword in his hand and stepped forward to apologize, the little man pursed his mouth and burst into tears.

There is no hysteria from other children, just a whine from deep in the throat, as if suffering from endless grievances but unable to vent their anguish.

Disturbed by his crying, the boy wiped away his tears in a panic.You know, if he really cried earth-shatteringly, he could just ignore it mercilessly.

However, how can Xiao Mo be so cruel to such a little Mo?

This person who was played by fate lost his voice since he was a child, unable to speak.He had been with him all these years, knowing how desperately he tried to pretend to be strong, and also how vulnerable he really was.

No matter how talented he is, even the prince of a country, he is still just a child under four years old!

"Xiao Mo, listen to Ao and finish what he has to say, okay?" Although the gap between the two is nearly ten years old, there has never been a distinction between elders and elders.

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Xiao Mo likes to call him Ao.

Because Xiao Mo said that that is the most intimate way, even closer than their respective fathers and kings.The fathers and kings would quarrel, and when they called each other, they also used their first and last names.

And he, between him and Ao, never quarreled, and was always the closest partner of the other party.

When Yin Tianao heard this passage, it was undeniable that while he was deeply moved by this innocent child, he also felt a little disapproval in his heart, which was accompanied by bitterness.

Because he knew that the relationship between those two people, their respective fathers and kings, was so deep that even death could not separate them!

Yin Tianao waited patiently for the hot teardrops to stop.

Sikong Mo still had tears in his eyes, but he sucked his nose vigorously and nodded obediently.However, he was still young after all, so he could only calm down to a slight sob.

"Something happened to the Yin family, I have to go back to help immediately." Yin Tianao knew that the reason was far-fetched, and also saw the suspicion in the little man's eyes, and immediately continued, "I swear, I will be back soon."

don't want!Pride is deceiving!

The emotions that had just calmed down became out of control again because of his few words.Stretching out his hand and wrapping it tightly around the boy's neck, Sikong Mo shook his head desperately, saying that he would not let go.

He knew that once Ao left, he would never come back.

He knows!

"Xiao Mo..." While in a dilemma, Yin Tianao also panicked.Crying like him, sooner or later there will be something wrong with crying. "Xiao Mo, don't be like this. What you want to say in your heart, write it out for Ao to read, okay?"

The person in his arms paused for a moment.Yin Tianao knew that this point really moved the little man, so he patted his back to calm his shortness of breath.

After an unknown amount of time, Sikong Mo nodded slightly.

Gently wiping his tear-filled cheeks with pale long fingers, Yin Tianao turned his head and said to the guard, "Go get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

The guards didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly followed the order, bringing the four treasures of the study to the two of them.

Picking up the pen and dipping it in the ink, Yin Tianao handed the wolf hair to Sikong Mo's hand.

Taking the pen, Sikong Mo quickly wrote on the paper.The correct handwriting came into the eyes, and he had attainments that did not match his age.

Every word from the heart is telling to stay: "Ao, don't go, don't leave Xiaomo. I know, you won't come back after you leave. The father doesn't want Xiaomo anymore, neither Ao nor Xiaomo. Mo, okay?"

"Fool, how could your royal father not want you?" Patting his head, Yin Tianao felt bitter in his heart.On the contrary, he himself has already been abandoned by his father.

"Father will, he will, he will really not want Xiao Mo. Ao, don't leave Xiao Mo, foster father will leave us, father will not want me either. Ao, stay with me Look at Xiaomo, okay?" He said, no, it should be said that the adoptive father in the novel is Lianxi.

As soon as the regular script took shape, it was melted away by tears. Yin Tianao's eyes were slightly red as he struggled to distinguish the words on it.

How much bitterness does this little person who has been cared for by him all this time still have in his heart, and he has never spoken to him?In his heart, what kind of heartbreak is he hiding, carefully holding it, not daring to speak humanely to outsiders?

Because of his identity and his natural disability, he dared not ask for anything more from the people around him...

"Xiao Mo." With a choked voice, Yin Tianao moved the little man into his arms, hugged him tightly, and tried his best to give him the greatest warmth. "Father, he will be fine, and Xiao Mo's father will not want Xiao Mo, they will accompany you."

However, they all know that this also means that there will be no Ao around him...

proud……

Tears gushed out like a flood bursting a bank.

The two hugging each other warm each other with their own temperature and hot tears.

They are, in the end, nothing more than the same kind of people.

The same longing for warmth, but I can't get it anyway, and eventually I will lose that long-awaited desire due to various reasons.

In the distance, the person who was moving closer saw the scene of the two cuddling each other, and suddenly felt a serious sense of guilt in his heart.However, he also knew that it wasn't that if he didn't get close and concealed the facts, they would always be like this forever.

Snuggle up to each other, rely on each other.

"Your Highness, Young Master Yin, the king calls you back." Nodding slightly, Mingyue lowered her eyelids.

Putting away the distance between him and the little man, Yin Tianao stood up and raised his head slightly to look into Mingyue's avoiding eyes.In his heart, an ominous premonition quickly sprouted, which made him turn slightly pale.

"My father king he..." he asked, with extreme fear.After seeing Mingyue's serious nod, her eyes widened completely, and in an instant, even breathing became difficult.

Do not!impossible!

He was obviously fine just now, and even for that man, he cruelly abandoned himself again, how could it be...

It's so easy, just──

Why, his decisions are always so unexpected? !

Subconsciously shaking off the small hand in the palm, Yin Tianao went crazy, only knowing how to run when he was desperately coming and going.

He wants to see him, he wants to see with his own eyes that he is real... Only when he dies, he will believe it!

Father, his father, would not leave so cruelly!

He is not someone who gives up so easily.

Father King...

Why?Why do you want to leave Ao'er behind again and again?

Do you know that you are really cruel like this!

Staring blankly at the direction he was going away, Sikong Mo still maintained his hand, the movement of being thrown away without hesitation.The immature face was full of panic and disbelief.

Proud, why, proud, why?

Why did you leave Xiao Mo? Did Xiao Mo do something wrong?Why are you ignoring Xiao Mo?

Is it because Xiao Mo will only cause trouble for you?

proud……

"Your Highness!" A cry brought the shocked Sikong Mo back to his senses.

Withdrawing his little hand that had lost its warmth and was blown cold by the cold wind, he silently lowered his head.Wriggling his lips, even if he screamed with all his strength in the depths of his throat, it was just a slight whine.

Think more, want to speak more, even if it's just a little voice, call Ao's name, let him look back at himself who was left behind.Even if it's just one look, one look is fine.

However, that would only be a luxury after all, and he simply couldn't do it!

People like him, who are troubled to give birth to themselves at birth, and who die of blood collapse, will not end well.

He will be punished by God sooner or later.

He knew it. Several times, he secretly heard the maids in the palace discussing behind their backs.

He is an ominous existence──even the adoptive father, because of him, will get sick and die!If he could speak, perhaps the adoptive father would not have died!

If only he could speak...