"I thought the traitor had taken a fancy to the bead on my neck. At that time, I didn't even want my life, let alone this outsider? But I didn't expect that he only held the bead and asked me where the bead came from."

Wanxi was so nervous that she sat cross-legged and couldn't even lie down.

"In that case, he might recognize the bead?"

Yuhu smiled faintly and nodded, "Master Mingjian. It turns out that it is such a coincidence that he is Cangzhu's brother... The slave had been calling Cangzhu on the shore of the Holy Lake for a few months in advance. Perhaps it was Cangzhu who had a spirit in the sky. Hearing my call, it was such a coincidence that it was his brother who rushed in and saw me."

"His name is Jiangqu, which means 'Bodhi'. He is a small leader under Namuzal. He was the one who heard about Cangzhu's death and thought that it was Mr. Fu who killed his younger brother, so he became a subordinate of Namuzal and followed him to rebel... He dragged me out of the pile of dead people, hid it in a farm in his house, and asked me to give birth to a child safely."

Wanxi sounded thrilling to that disaster of life and death, the hell on earth that the snow-covered Buddha Kingdom once became, but the jade pot was already calm and open-minded.

"Without Cangzhu, there will be no life for us mother and son. Therefore, when the child was born, I named him "Lunzhu". It means 'Tiancheng', and because the word 'zhu' can be thanked for Cangzhu.

Wanxi drooped away and quietly wiped away several tears.

Then he looked up at Yuhu and smiled hard, "...I want to recognize him as his godson!"

Yuhu was startled and knelt down quickly, "I can't do it. The slave has no name at this time, and the slave's son is just the child of a woman in the family, which makes the master lose his identity."

Wanxi took a deep breath, "Don't belittle yourself, who said you have no identity?"

In fact, when Wanxi heard that Yuhu named his son "Lunzhu", her heart was also surging - Fu Qing's two sons were named Mingren, Mingliang, that even the child should be named in this way, Xuchi is the one. There is a snowy land name called "Lunzhu" to commemorate that land and those people; but it can also be used only as an alias, and also officially choose a name that conforms to family habits.

"Even if you asked to leave at that time, it was just an extraordinary act. In fact, you are still the little concubine of Master Fu, and Lunzhu is naturally the descendant of Master Fu!"

Yuhu smiled faintly, "...Master, don't worry, Jiufujin treats slaves very well. Jiufujin said earlier that if I wanted, I could be safe and secure in Jiuye's Mansion for the rest of my life, and Lunzhu would not suffer any grievances at all."

Wanxi couldn't help but narrow her eyes, "What did Mr. Fu's concubine and son say?"

Yuhu smiled, not wanting to say anything, but he couldn't resist Wanxi.

It turned out that after Luan Dazhi escorted Yuhu and his son back to Beijing from the snowy land, Jiufujin took Yuhu and his son back to Fu Qing's mansion. After all, he should have asked the child to see his home and kowtow to his mother and greet him.

But Fu Qing's concubine saw Yuhu and Lunzhu, and after asking the whereabouts of Yuhu in the snow for the past few months, she smiled, "Wen Xing's words are still a bit ambiguous. Although you look like a woman in the snow now, you are still a plain man in the snow. The man in the snow took you in, why wasn't he noticed by outsiders?"

"He must have used some special identity to hide you."

At that moment, Yuhu's heart trembled and he understood.

She smiled faintly, "Fao Jin is right, he said I am his woman."
Chapter completed!