"Eight years!" Jiang Mingyu looked confused and asked boldly: "Your Highness has never given birth to a son or a daughter so far?"

The prince said bitterly: "Yes, my father is also troubled by this matter, and he plans to help me... get another room!"

Jiang Mingyu: "In this case, I would like to wish Your Highness a happy son soon."

Prince: "Don't worry... My father is in good health, and I have plenty of time."

After a while, Jiang Mingyu wiped off the shaving cream and looked at himself in the bronze mirror. The beard that had been left to grow gracefully was neatly trimmed by the prince, giving him a new look. His whole face was clear and beautiful, and he looked completely different.

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"Your Highness's craftsmanship... is so meticulous!" Jiang Mingyu stroked his cheek back and forth and praised.

The prince sighed and said modestly: "It's nothing, it's just a strange skill."

The time soon came to the third quarter of Haizheng, and not long after, it was the third watch. The prince, who was still in high spirits and could not sleep all night, began to feel tired at this time, so he ordered people to take Jiang Mingyu to the side hall to rest.

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Jiang Mingyu walked out of the palace door. As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he saw the eunuchs of the East Palace leading a boy past in a row.

The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, with a few sparse beards on his childish face that had not yet been trimmed. He was dressed in clothes as white as snow, with a touch of rouge on his face, and walked into the palace with small steps.

Jiang Mingyu stood outside the palace, looking at where the boy had passed, unable to move for a long time.

At that moment, he only felt waves of chills rising from the bottom of his heart, and he was trembling in waves.

This chill comes not only from the low temperature at night, but also from a hint of ominous premonition.

The waiter who led the way looked at him at the foot of the stone steps, as if waiting and urging him.

Jiang Mingyu woke up from a dream and hurriedly followed.

That night he couldn't sleep.

The boy's childish face and back in white clothes lingered in my mind.

He was puzzled and thought: Why would the prince, who looked tired, recruit boys into the palace?

If she is a servant, why not a maid?

All kinds of inconsistencies made him feel an inexplicable panic.

In the end, Jiang Mingyu fell asleep in a daze, filled with doubts.
Chapter completed!