I.
Ming Zhui, the youngest son in his family, somehow wound up with the title of heir. He has lived a carefree life for nineteen years. Then, one day, after eating a poisonous mushroom out of sheer greed, he remembers in his delirium that he is a modern person who transmigrated here. On the very day he returns to the capital, he awakens a mysterious "golden finger."
"A voice rings out from the heavens! Here comes your loyal reader, who's watched the mute top chase his wife for a hundred chapters!"
"..."
Ming Zhui closes his eyes, then opens them.
"Mute, mute, I'm a mute. My wife is right there, but I'm a mute. Hehe."
Ming Zhui sucks in a sharp breath. "How can this mushroom still be affecting me after more than a month?!"
Otherwise, why would modern writing appear on the unique python robe of Yun Song, the Imperial Grandson? This isn't some counterfeit Imperial Grandson wearing counterfeit court clothes. Why would they need a security watermark?!
II.
After testing things several times, Ming Zhui finally figures out how the comments appear.
The comments only show up on objects around Yun Song, never on the Imperial Grandson himself. And they're not always accurate. Otherwise, what if they were to kiss someday...
No, wait. Kiss? Why would they kiss? The comments say he's a mute top. How can he actually believe that?
Ming Zhui sneaks a glance at the Imperial Grandson, whom he tricked and cajoled into coming to the hot springs, and feels unusually guilty.
He, he isn't some mute top coveting Yun Song's beauty. He's clearly a chatterbox.
B-but the comments all say he's the top. As the top, shouldn't he treat Yun Song even better?
Feeling guilty, Ming Zhui starts doing everything he can to indulge the Imperial Grandson's little wishes.
The prince says he wants fish soup from Man Xiang Tower, so Ming Zhui buys it.
The prince says he wants to see the peach blossoms outside the temple, so Ming Zhui goes with him.
The prince says the Eastern Palace is so cold and lonely that he can't sleep alone, so Ming Zhui spends more nights there than at home!
Then, at the coming-of-age ceremony, Ming Zhui is holding a wine jar and calling his friends over when he looks up and sees writing scrolling across Yun Song's python robe again.
"A pretty wife who's been drinking is so cute. Too bad you're a mute Imperial Grandson, jealous as hell on the inside but too useless to make a move."
"If you won't make a move, I will. That pretty heir's wife will be mine from now on. You can go back to being a mute!"
Ming Zhui's eyes widen.
What mute? What Imperial Grandson? What pretty heir's wife?!!!
By seniority, Yun Song should be calling him Uncle!!!
III.
The esteemed Imperial Grandson has recently discovered a serious problem: the pretty heir who used to follow him around and act spoiled has disappeared.
His mood gets worse by the day. Finally, he can take no more and corners the man against a wall. "Heir, why have you been avoiding me? Have I done something wrong to upset you?"
"Well, look at that. You can talk after all. I thought you really were mute."
Ming Zhui stares at the writing that has suddenly appeared on Yun Song's sleeve. His mind goes blank, and the words slip out: "I-I just wanted to see if a mute top could actually talk."
The Imperial Grandson: "?"
Ming Zhui: "." Let me die. Right now. Immediately!
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Theme: Love can overcome anything
