Once a dead eunuch

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Li Changsheng looked at the maid Panshui's concerned face, calmly, and said lightly, "Panshui, pass me the mirror."

"Mirror...?"

Panshui was a little confused, and said: "The son just woke up, what do you want Jingjian to do? It's better to lie down quickly, if the wound is torn, then..."

Pan Shui half-spoken, turned his head to meet Li Changsheng's gentle eyes, but shuddered for no reason, the rest of the words were choked in his throat, and he didn't say it anyway.

Li Changsheng didn't look annoyed, and there seemed to be a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he said, "Panshui, do you know who is the son and who is the master?"

Panshui immediately showed an aggrieved look, but he couldn't say anything else. He stood up and took the mirror, and handed it to Li Changsheng respectfully.

Li Changsheng picked up the mirror and took a look inside.

The man in the mirror is very young, he looks to be in his early twenties, looks exactly the same as Li Changsheng, the only difference...

The man in the mirror is the son of the prince, not a eunuch in the Dajing Palace a few days ago.

Li Changsheng let out a breath, and put the mirror aside.

Na Panshui stood with his hands down, looking at Li Changsheng from time to time, as if he felt that after Shizi woke up, something was different from before.But how different it was, she couldn't tell for the time being.

Li Changsheng raised his shoulders slightly, and said with a normal expression: "My shoulder hurts."

After hearing this, Panshui said, "Your Majesty, don't move around. How can you not feel pain after being injured by an arrow? It won't get better in three or two months."

It turned out that I was injured by an arrow...

Li Changsheng was thinking in his heart, he still didn't know what kind of person he had become, the son of Dajing.

There are many kingdoms in Dajing, and the princes and princes are really old and young. Li Changsheng just looked at the room he was in, and he was indistinguishable from the maids standing beside him, and there was no reminder on the system.

Panshui opened his mouth, and then said: "Although the son is not in danger of life, you still need to be careful about arrow wounds. Panshui said that the birthday banquet of His Royal Highness is not only held this year, If you don’t, you don’t want to go to the capital to celebrate your birthday. It happens that the eldest son wants to go, so let the eldest son go! It will also save you from suffering and suffering on the way.”

"Prince's birthday banquet..."

Li Changsheng instantly grasped an important point from the mouth of the maid Panshui.

The prince Pan Shui said should be Prince Dajing, Jing Baiyu...

Li Changsheng was a little uncertain, after all, when he fled to death, it was a few cold winter days, but when he opened his eyes again, spring was warm and flowers were blooming.

What happened during this period was beyond Li Changsheng's guess.There is a feeling in his heart...

For no reason, Li Changsheng recalled Jing Baiyu's little face full of tears, crying and telling him not to leave him.

"hiss--"

Li Changsheng felt a little pain from the shoulder injury, but it couldn't bear the inexplicable soreness in his heart.

Li Changsheng stretched out his hand to press the position of his heart, and said: "His Royal Highness's birthday, I will naturally go, if I don't go, wouldn't it be disrespectful?"

"This..." Panshui looked anxious when he heard Li Changsheng's firm words, as if he really didn't want to ask Li Changsheng to celebrate his birthday.

Panshui dissuaded him pretending to be concerned: "His Royal Highness's birthday is important, but your body is also precious, my son! If you don't take care of yourself and insist on going to the capital, it's a long journey. What's wrong with you? What can you do?" !"

"birthday……"

Li Changsheng heard another sentence that shocked him.

When he closed his eyes, Jing Baiyu was only an eight-year-old, half-old child.

When Li Changsheng opened his eyes again, ten years passed in a flash...