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After a few days of observation, the emperor found a problem. Mo Ronglin was almost two years old and could not speak. Although it doesn't prove that he can't speak when he is two years old, Mo Ronglin can't speak. He doesn't even know how to call people and express himself. He usually doesn't say a word. Only when he has a bad temper can he make angry roars.

The more the emperor looked, the more flustered he was. He called Wei Zhongqing to the palace and let him see what happened to Mo Ronglin?

Wei Zhongqing naturally appeased him, "emperor, children speak late, three to four years old is also some, according to the minister's view, you don't have to worry."

The emperor glanced at him. "He's not an ordinary child. He's the prince of Dongyue. He's intelligent in nature, and he won't speak later than others. From today on, you can cancel Xiumu and stay in the palace, so that you can give birth to the prince. If you don't see it well, hum, you're the end of the cure."

Wei Zhongqing wants to cry without tears. He is just a doctor, not an immortal. The child speaks late. What can he do? Do you think it's good to be a doctor? It's best to quit!

He looks at Mo Ronglin with his stomach and his eyes. This child was diagnosed by him at the beginning. After that, he visited him every day and protected him little by little until he was born. His feelings for Mo Ronglin are no less than those of Jia Tong. Mo Ronglin can't speak. He still attaches great importance to him. In particular, the emperor said that the little prince seldom even utters his voice, which is a bit abnormal.

Fortunately, he was born in Huangqi family. He has a wide range of knowledge and learning. He has checked Mo Ronglin's body and found that there is no problem in all aspects of his function. Therefore, his silence is a psychological factor.

Heart disease has no medicine to cure, can only slowly guide, he find laurel total, ready to start from Murong Lin's likes and dislikes.

Laurel has never had a good attitude towards him, but for the sake of Mo Ronglin, she also has to correct her attitude and cooperate with him. After all, it's all for the sake of Mo Ronglin.

At present, Yuegui has summed up several likes and dislikes of muronglin: he likes wandering around the Forbidden Palace, wearing cloaks, eating all kinds of delicious food, not being touched by others, and not going to Zhanghe palace.

Wei Zhongqing decided to start from eating. Qihong sent food to him. He took the plate instead of giving it to Mo Ronglin and asked him to say "yes".

Mo Rong Lin looks at the thing in the plate, very anxious, tiptoe to reach for.

Wei Zhongqing took the trouble to guide him: "Your Highness, if you want it, I'll give it to you." he bent down and pointed to his mouth, "look at the shape of my mouth, I want to..."

Mo Ronglin stretched out his hand several times, but without patience, Wei Zhongqing just bent down. He waved his little arm in a fretful way, "pa!" With a clear sound, Wei Yizheng got a slap.

Laurel did not hold, porchi a laugh out.

Wei Yi is a face of affectation, straightening up and making a few coughs.

After being beaten, he had to continue. However, Mo Ronglin became obviously dry. He growled like a small animal with angry hair. Looking at the edge, Yue GUI felt a little afraid and said, "forget it, don't force him too much. Take your time."

Wei Yi is a man of principle and refuses to do so. However, he didn't expect that the next moment, Mo Ronglin, the little prince, made an unexpected move. He held Wei Zhongqing's hand and bit it down.

He had small porcelain white teeth, each sharp, like a row of small nails embedded in the back of Wei Zhongqing's hand.

Yue GUI was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses. She quickly went up to pull Mo Rong Lin, "Your Highness, you can't do this, you can't bite people. Please let go, my dear, your highness, you can relax..." Before she finished her words, she saw that Mo Ronglin's lips were stained with blood. She couldn't help but jump. Then she looked up at Wei Zhongqing, frowning, with a painful expression on her face.

Perhaps after tasting the smell of blood, Mo Ronglin loosened his mouth and saw the bloodstain on the back of Wei Zhongqing's hand. He laughed for the first time. This smile was a shock to heaven. When did the little prince smile when he returned to the court? Let the little eunuchs play the role of ugliness and monkey to amuse him. He always had a indifferent face, just like his father. He didn't like it or feel sad, but now he laughs The smile looks a little weird. When other children saw the blood, they were only scared to cry. He was so good that he laughed

This is great good news. Although Wei Yizheng has paid a heavy price for this, it doesn't matter. This mouthful is worth thousands of gold. Wei Yizheng is looking at the pile of rewards on the table. He has made money by himself.

But let the little prince speak this matter still did not improve, Wei Yizheng think those rewards sooner or later still want to return.

One plan failed, and he had another plan. Wei Zhongqing couldn't understand Mo Ronglin's unwillingness to go to Zhanghe hall. He wanted to solve this puzzling mystery.

So, on a sunny day, he and Yuegui took muronglin to Zhanghe hall. The little prince refused to sit in the chariot, so we walked together. Along the way, the little prince was quite normal. Wearing a small cloak, he swaggered along with Yuegui and went up the steps. Yuegui carried him to the threshold. But after a few steps, muronglin turned and walked out.

Wei Zhongqing took a look at Yuegui. Yuegui spread her hands and said that he knew nothing about it. Every time he came to Zhanghe hall, he would go out.

Wei Zhongqing turns his eyes, takes a few steps to stop him, turns Mo Ronglin's little body back, and pushes him in. Mo Ronglin naturally refuses to move.Wei Zhongqing took the opportunity to teach him, "say no, say no, let's go, your highness, say no to my minister..."

He felt that the sound was really good. The little prince should be able to finish it, but he still waved his powerful little arm. He was experienced and dodged.

Mo Ronglin rarely missed once. Standing there in a daze, he looked down at his hand and then looked up at Wei Zhongqing.

Wei Zhongqing was about seven or eight feet away from Mo Ronglin at that time, but he clearly saw the grumpiness in the little prince's eyes, which was a kind of anger expressing dissatisfaction with the result.

He was a little bit afraid to go there. He was hesitating. Empress dowager Rui came out with a large group of people. Before he got there, she called out.

Mo Ronglin just in this intimate call, conveniently picked up the small cup on the table and threw it at Wei Zhongqing.

Wei Zhongqing knew that he shouldn't hide, but instinctively he did, so the small porcelain cup happened to fall on empress dowager Rui, who was going out.

With a dull sound, time seemed to be still. The small porcelain cup fell to the ground and fell into pieces. A thin red line slowly flowed down empress dowager Rui's eyebrows.

The Empress Dowager Buddha was injured, and everyone was in a hurry. They put her on the chair, took the medicine box, rubbed the handkerchief, and nervously surrounded her.

Only Wei Zhongqing and Yue GUI noticed that the little prince Mo Ronglin stood outside the crowd, with a strange and happy smile on his face.

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ah, isn't it weird to write Xiao lin'er In addition, who knows why the little prince likes to wear a cloak, doesn't like to be touched by others, doesn't like to go to Zhanghe hall, and laughs when he sees blood.

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