He Shen looked at the Bai Ling in his hand and smiled lightly, "For fifty years, the dream has come true. Today, I let go and thank Hongchen. He always thinks that the cigarette is the back body."
Bai Ling wrapped around his neck, and he finally closed his eyes; when he opened his eyes again, it was like a lifetime ago. He Shen looked at himself in the mirror, with his small body. This was his nine-year-old self. Is this God's blessing, giving him another chance to be reborn?
In the last life, I worked conscientiously for the country and the people, respected the emperor and my father, and treated the people well. However, I got the reputation of a treacherous and powerful official. If I live another life as a sycophant, my second visit to this world will not be in vain!
Intention: In his last life, He Shen lived as one person below ten thousand people, and lived as a sycophant who was not worthy of the name. Then in this life, He Shen cannot live up to the title of sycophant, and can be an upright and powerful master.