[Rebirth] The little mute of the prince's family

"Come in."

Zisu pushed open the door of the study with trembling hands, and when she entered, she saw a soft couch covered with bright yellow mattresses.

Why does the prince sleep in the study and never listen to the Wind Pavilion?It's not that Tingfeng Pavilion doesn't sleep on its side, even if he doesn't want to see Young Master, there's no need to wrong him to sleep here.

Wang An looked up and noticed that Zisu was staring at the soft couch in a daze, and couldn't help asking.

"What's the matter?"

Zisu came back to her senses, her eyes widened in horror, and she lost her mind in front of the prince. Seeing the prince's indifferent expression, she expected that the prince was not angry, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"My lord, he misses you. Do you want to go and see him?"

Wang An's depressed mood these days suddenly disappeared, he clasped his hands and put them on his chin, and looked at Zisu with gentle eyes.

"He said he missed me?"

"The young master didn't say anything, the young master gestured for a long time, but the servant girl and Ah Fu didn't understand what he meant, so the young master bit his finger and wrote the word 'An' on the palm of his hand with blood, and the servant girl knew that the young master was I miss my lord."

King An knew that that person had him in his heart, but he didn't know what to do with that person. The person he liked was Song Xiyan, and he killed his and Xiyan's flesh and blood.

When he found out that Xiyan had ordered his legs to be amputated that day, King An went to find Xiyan, and saw Xiyan crying and told him that her child was killed by Yunle, and she didn't want to live anymore. The heart began to waver.

One was his beloved woman, who caused Yunle to break his leg.

One is the person who died for him, he caused Xiyan to lose her son.

"You go out."

Hearing that the prince asked her to go out, Zisu fled the study as quickly as if she had been pardoned.

Where the prince was, the surrounding air seemed to be cooler, and the hairs on Zisu's arms were half erected.

Zisu spoke softly, and I don't know if the prince listened to her words.

The shadows of the trees were hazy under the mist, the night was dark, and the cold moonlight shone on the wooden window, and also on Yunle's heart.

After all, the person who wanted to miss did not come, Yun Le's eyes were dry and uncomfortable, and his heartache was unbearable, but he never shed a single tear.

Yun Le wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, after tonight, he would have no chance to sleep on the prince's bed again.

Wang An didn't want to listen to Fengge at first, but lying on the bed, when he closed his eyes, it was the person who looked at his eyes affectionately, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

He put on a black robe, and hurried towards Tingfeng Pavilion.

The moonlight was misty, and his back was a bit colder in the darkness of night.

The sound of pushing the door lightly woke up Ah Fu who was sleeping on the soft couch outside.

Ah Fu was bleary-eyed, staring at Wang An dumbfounded.

Ah Fu's vigilance satisfied Wang An very much, and Wang An ordered softly: "Get out."

Ah Fu bowed to the prince, then went out in a hurry and closed the door behind him.

Wang An walked slowly to the bed and looked down at Yun Le who was sleeping on the bed. Under the moonlight, he could vaguely see the outline of his small face.

Looking at him quietly, she stretched out her hand to caress Yunle's small face, but she didn't expect such a light movement to wake him up.

"My lord?"

Yun Le's voice was a little hoarse, with a nasal sound that hadn't woken up.

"Can you talk?"

Yun Le shook his head, sat up with his arms supported, stretched out his slender hand and tapped An Wang's chin lightly.

The person in front of me is close at hand, but I can't see them clearly, just like flying catkins, which will disappear without a trace at any time.

Yun Le thought he was dreaming, he often dreamed of the prince, the prince in the dream was gentle and gentle, he would not bully him, and only in the dream could he get close to him.