bookrebus Chapter 380 What is this prince doing?
Chapter 380 What is this prince doing?
Chang Feng knocked lightly, and before he could enter the door, he heard a rustling sound in the study. Qin Ci'an stood up too quickly and pushed some of the bamboo slips on the desk to the ground, making a noise.
Then the door was opened, and Changfeng saw that Qin Ci'an, who never showed his emotions, had obvious anxiety and joy on his face.
Changfeng sighed in his heart. It seemed that the prince really cared about Qin Yu. Qin Ci'an looked at Changfeng, "But what?"
Chang Feng hesitated for a moment before saying, "But he is blind."
After hearing this, Qin Ci'an's face changed and he hurried towards the room where Chu Ziyu was.
Just after Changfeng turned and left, Chu Ziyu, who had closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, suddenly trembled his eyelids slightly, and then slowly opened his dull eyes.
He first lay quietly in bed, motionless, as if gathering the strength and courage to get up.
After a while, Chu Ziyu began to move his body carefully, slowly lowering his legs from the edge of the bed, and then gently touching the edge of the bed with his hands, trying to find a foothold to support himself to stand up. His movements were extremely slow and cautious, and every subtle movement seemed extremely difficult.
In my mind, 6872: "Slow down, slow down... first move a little to the left... then move a little more to the left, bump it... yes, that's it... now move a little to the right... okay, stop... squat down... put the things in your hand down... stand up slowly... walk a few steps forward... stop here."
In this way, Chu Ziyu walked around the house relying on the guidance in his mind.
However, at this time, the ground was already a mess, and many items in the house were scattered on the ground, and some were even broken.
"Boss, here I come, push..."
Just as Qin Ci'an was about to push open the door, he heard a crisp sound from inside the door. Qin Ci'an took a few deep breaths before pushing the door open.
Chu Ziyu heard the noise and tilted his head slightly and asked, "Who?"
The door was pushed open, and what came into view was a messy room, and Chu Ziyu standing in the room at a loss. In his past and present life, Qin Ci'an had never seen such a helpless expression on Qin Yu's face. His hands were clenched tightly, his eyes were dull and full of doubt, and he looked around in a vain. Qin Ci'an felt a pang of pain in his heart.
His thin undershirt was slightly opened due to his hasty movements, revealing the purple scars on his neck left by the shackles. His originally handsome face was now crisscrossed with bloodstains caused by the fragments of the broken porcelain bottle, making him look even more miserable.
Looking around his feet, the ground was covered with broken pieces of porcelain, flickering coldly under the dim candlelight.
"It's me." Qin Ci'an squeezed out these two words from the depths of his throat with difficulty. His voice seemed to have been severely polished by sandpaper, and it sounded particularly difficult and unpleasant.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ci'an saw the person in front of him as if he was about to walk towards him.
"Don't move!" His heart suddenly tightened and he shouted hurriedly to stop him.
Chu Ziyu was not wearing shoes when he got out of bed. If he stepped on the ground like that, it would probably take him ten days or half a month to heal.
Qin Ci'an saw Qin Yu's body stiffen, as if he had just recognized his voice.
He slowly raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he pulled out a smile full of sarcasm: "What is your Highness doing? Are you here to laugh at me?"