In addition, the gods also made everyone forget about the arrogant and extreme prince, erasing all his merits and wrongs, making him a marionette who is not cared about by everyone.

Such a curse is absolutely unbearable torture for anyone, let alone a lonely and arrogant prince who is high up above.

Ten years have passed, and the puppet body has imprisoned the prince's soul, once holding a string, but now it has become a puppet manipulated by a string, lifeless, immortal and immortal.

No one remembered his former glory and glory, and the prince became a mysterious monster in the mouths of all, staying day and night in the deep palace at the mercy of others.

Countless doctors entered the palace to diagnose the prince, but without exception they shook their heads and sighed, indicating that they were helpless.

The prince is not dead, but he is not alive, and his current condition is like a soul imprisoned by a dead body, and no one can explain the cause of this situation, and no one has a solution.

Once the king's favorite and proud child, but now he has become a disgraceful waste, the king only thinks he is dead, but he can't be ruthless and abandon him directly, there is no way, he put the second prince Siyin in the most remote palace, and choose two reliable servants to pretend to take care of him, which can be regarded as fulfilling his father's responsibility.

——

Ding Bao was woken up by a dazzling sunlight, opened her eyes, looked out, and found that the light on the balcony had already covered half of the bedroom, and the white light was shining in front of her, she rubbed her eyes and looked left and right, and the bright room was full of bright light.

Looking closely, Ding Bao found that all corners of the room were dotted with fine gems, whether it was a carpet or a curtain, there were precious diamonds, and the environment was dim at night, and the whole room was shining when the sun shone during the day.

Ding Bao woke up in an instant, stood up and walked to the curtain by the window, stretched out his hand and gently tugged on it, a gem the size of a mung bean was dragged down, and he came to his eyes to take a closer look.

Looking at the gem in his palm, Ding Bao swept around again.

The prince was still lying quietly on the bed, like a sleeping beauty waiting for a kiss in the sun, but his eyes were a little strange.

Ding Bao turned around, gritted his teeth, and finally stuffed the beads into his pocket.

"You're stealing."

Baza's black voice sounded coolly, and his voice was flat accusing Ding Bao of his unsightly behavior just now.

The person who was caught in the bag had a calm face and was unimpressed.

"Picked it up."

"Picked it up on someone's bedroom curtains?"

"Yes."

Shameless, really shameless, there is no lower limit for money.

"Si Yin can see what you're doing."

Ding Bao raised his eyebrows and looked over, under the sun, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was lying quietly, had an almost transparent complexion, and a pair of eyes quietly looked at the bed curtain above his head, without any movement.

"If you see it, you can see it."

Baza Black shook his head, snorted softly, and ignored her, looking out of the railing.

There was a newcomer in the cage opposite, the business was not skilled, and Baza Hei could often see it in a hurry, at first it was only fresh and fun, but now when I look at it, I feel a little more sympathetic in my heart.

Most of the little assistants who entered here were poor ghosts with empty pockets, and everyone was sympathetic, and all Baza Hei could do was sigh helplessly.

On the other side, Ding Bao cleaned up the plates on the small table, turned around and walked to the bed, leaned over and put his arms around the prince's waist, and gently pulled him up from the bed.

The prince's appearance was the same as last night, except that a layer of blue-gray stubble floated on his delicate white chin.

Can puppets still grow stubble?

Ding Bao was puzzled, but he didn't bother to think it through, and after taking off the prince's pajamas, he picked out another set of clothes in the wardrobe for him to change into.

In the process of changing clothes, there will inevitably be physical contact, and under the sun, Ding Bao can clearly see every inch of skin on the prince's body.

The touch on the hands is smooth and textured, the arms and legs are slender and thin, the waist is narrow and the back is wide, and the muscles are clear and distinct under the strong chest, and the lines and textures of the whole body are distinct, like perfectly carved marble, from head to toe everywhere is strong and perfect.

I can't see the difference between him and a living person at all, as long as I fiddle with my hands, I can clearly feel that his limbs are extremely stiff, except for the joints that can rotate flexibly, the rest of the place is as convenient as a piece of wood spliced together, and every time I move, it is straight and straight, and it feels like a lifeless puppet.

Ding Bao didn't look too much, lowered his head and carefully buttoned the breasts of the shirt one by one, and the collar of the shirt should be arranged properly, after putting on the pants, Ding Bao helped Si Yin up and leaned against the bed, reached out to hug his waist, and buckled the belt from behind.

After doing all this, Ding Bao brought another basin of water, soaked the clean towel and wrung it out, and then got up to gently wipe the prince's face.

Ding Bao didn't know how Patchy had taken care of him in the past, she came in her own way, wiped her face and cleaned up the room to leave, and when she turned around to close the door, she met the prince's gaze again.

At this moment, she hesitated, hesitated for a moment, and then silently pushed the door and walked in, looking up at the warm and dazzling sunlight outside the balcony, Ding Bao bent down and hugged the prince's waist, gritted his teeth and dragged him to the rocking chair next to the balcony with all his strength.

This chair has not been used for a long time, and the moment Si Yin just sat down, the chair made a "creaking" sound and shook gently along the inertia.

Ding Bao pushed the rocking chair to the balcony with all his might, and when he opened the door, a slightly hot wind blew in his face, but fortunately, the corner of the balcony was full of flourishing rose vine leaves, and the prince sat in the shade, his head tilted to one side, looking very uncomfortable.

Ding Bao stepped forward, held his head in both hands and straightened it, looked left and right, turned around and went to the house to get a light blanket and covered the prince's lap, everything was done, she nodded with satisfaction, and then turned around and left without hesitation.

The bedroom door closed slightly, and the room was once again dead silent.

On the balcony, the imprisoned puppet prince opened a pair of blue eyes, looking at the blue sky in the distance, the light blue pupils were slightly dilated, and the eyeballs that had been immobile gently turned to the side.

Next to it was the bell tower of the royal palace, and the prince's gaze finally fell on the bell tower.

"Knock ——!!"

"Knock ——!!"

"Knock ——!!"

At ten o'clock in the morning, there was a long and loud sound of the bell striking from the bell tower, which reverberated throughout the palace with the scorching summer heat.

Ding Bao, who had already walked outside the hall, looked up at the towering bell tower in the distance, and continued to walk forward without looking back.