"Your Majesty, you want to hear me call for bed?" Tristan Hua shook his fan and smiled awkwardly: "This Tristan Hua has never practiced. I'm afraid it will hinder Your Majesty's hearing."
"Then what have you practiced?"
"You've practiced not to bark. Don't scream in bed, don't talk in your sleep when you're dreaming, and don't open your mouth even if you beat him to death." Tristan Hua whispered, turning his face to look at the lotus in the pond.
"How to practice?" Dominic Han came over and blew into his ear: "It must be difficult to practice this mute skill. You don't even talk nonsense when you have a high fever. Your skill is very profound."
"Your Majesty, are you even interested in knowing this?" Tristan Hua turned sideways and replied, then turned his head and face to Dominic Han, but his eyes dimmed again, he couldn't sit still, and he fell into the lotus pond with a 'plop'.
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