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The woman spoke her name cautiously, causing Zhou Lingling to frown even more.

Chen recognized that this was the woman whom she had let her husband save out of weakness.

She thought she had taken the opportunity to run away with the child, and was praying for the mother and child in her heart, but she didn't expect her daughter to bring the child back.

She sighed, patted her daughter's head, and said to the woman:

"Since you've come to our house, you need a name of your own. Think about it carefully."

Li Zhoushi, Erya.

There are countless women with miserable lives in this world, and Chen only hopes that her daughter can always be happy and worry-free.

But unfortunately, being born in a farming family like theirs, no matter how hard they try, they cannot let their children live a truly rich life.

Over the past six months, their family has been thriving and their lives have been getting better and better, all thanks to their daughter's hard work and silent dedication.

The woman thought for a moment, then knelt down.

"It was Madam and Miss who saved my child and me. Our lives, mother and child, belong to you two. Please, Madam and Miss, give us mother and child names!"

She spoke sincerely, and Chen and Zhou Lingling also felt it.

Chen: "My daughter, you can give them a name. It can be regarded as a makeover and a new life."

Zhou Lingling thought for a moment and said, "Then you should be called Meixiang. The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, representing perseverance."

"As for this child...how about calling him Zhuqing? If his surname is Li, then he can be called Li Zhuqing."

Unexpectedly, the woman kept shaking her head, "No, no, no, his last name is not Li, his...his last name is Zhou!"

The woman gritted her teeth and made a decision, which finally made Zhou Lingling look at her with a higher regard.

"Okay, then the surname is Zhou, Zhou Zhuqing."

Well, it sounds pretty good. She has a talent for naming.

Meixiang was filled with gratitude and kowtowed to Zhou Lingling again.

"Thank you, Miss, for giving us mother and son a name."

Zhou Lingling waved her hand: "Alright, alright, Mom, give Meixiang a set of your clothes."

Chen responded, turned around and went into the house.

Aunt Chen wanted to help Meixiang up, but she quickly moved away and said, "I dare not trouble you, Madam. Meixiang can do it herself."

She took a few steps back and stood up holding the child.

Aunt Chen looked at Meixiang with admiration.

"Well, coming to the Zhou family is a blessing for you and your son."

Aunt Chen admired Meixiang's courage because she dared to run out from among so many people with her child in her arms to ask for help.

When the niece picked them up, the ox cart had already gone a long way, but she happened to meet it, which means that this person had actually been following their ox cart.

But Aunt Chen and the others didn't notice it, and no one knew whether Sang Lin and the others noticed her.

Meixiang hummed and held the sleeping child tighter in her arms.

Yes, meeting Mrs. Zhou and Miss Zhou is indeed a blessing for them and their son...

*

Xiao Yan also knew that there were more and more refugees outside.

He was keenly aware that the Yuan Dynasty was about to experience unprecedented turmoil.

As a result, the northern border will not be peaceful...

So he sent someone to fetch Doctor Lao Bai and asked him, "Is the poison in my body going to any serious harm if I return to Northern Xinjiang today?"

Doctor Lao Bai seemed to have guessed this a long time ago, and when he heard it, he asked him to stretch out his hand.

After a long while, Doctor Lao Bai finally spoke: "There isn't much poison left. If it's serious, it will be fine within a year or two. After a year or two, it's hard to say. If you get injured again during this period, it will be even more serious."

After saying this, Doctor Lao Bai looked up at Xiao Yan and suddenly asked him:

"Ninth Young Master has devoted all his energy to the Northern Frontier for so many years, but has never gained anything good. Even so, is this how he is going to live the rest of his life?"

Xiao Yan also looked at Doctor Lao Bai steadily.

He moved the corners of his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

In the past ten years, Northern Xinjiang and he have become one.

Protecting the northern border, protecting this 100,000-strong army, has become part of his DNA. Besides this, he doesn't know what else he can do, what is the meaning of living...

Doctor Lao Bai shook his head and sighed.

"Never mind. You've been exiled since you were ten years old. You've suffered so much to get to where you are today, yet you still maintain this innocent heart..."

Today I really made a mistake.

Of the sixteen princes of the Yuan Dynasty, only six are still alive. Each of them is either a fame-seeker, a narrow-minded person, or a child.

Now that chaos is imminent, only the Northern Army that has truly emerged from the bloody storm can guard the country's borders and truly protect the peace of the Yuan Dynasty.

The Ninth Young Master held a sharp sword and could have swung it at his old enemy, but he was determined to stay in the Northern Frontier.

"If you want to go back to Northern Frontier, I won't stop you, and I can't stop you. I just hope that you can truly live for yourself in this life..."

Doctor Lao Bai did not leave and stayed at Zhou's house.

Now that the chaos outside has become apparent, Xiao Yan has no plans to let him return to the town.

Zhou Lingling was stunned when she learned from the old man that Xiao Yan was going to return to Northern Frontier in the next few days.

She went to the front yard to look for Xiao Yan, and suddenly found a familiar figure standing under a tree with his back to her.

Next to it was an empty wheelchair.

"Is your leg... okay?"

The man turned around, looked at the little girl in front of him, and curled the corners of his mouth.

"You're shorter than I thought."

Zhou Lingling: “???”

Do people say it?

Xiao Yan even went a step further and stretched out his hand to measure. The top of Zhou Lingling's head was right at her waist.

As if he realized that the little girl was about to explode, he quickly made up for it.

"I'm just stating a fact, a very novel discovery."

"It's okay, you're still young and you can grow taller."

Zhou Lingling: Damn, being 1.8 meters tall is so great!

What a novel discovery!

She puffed out her cheeks and said angrily, "If you can't speak, you can donate your mouth to someone in need!"

Xiao Yan chuckled and turned back to sit in his wheelchair.

Finally, she didn’t have to look up at the other person anymore, and Zhou Lingling’s anger dissipated by half.

Thinking about the reason she came here, she asked, "Are you going back to Northern Xinjiang?"

Xiao Yan nodded: "My injuries have long been healed, but there is still some residual poison that has not been cleared away. It is almost healed now."

"You said it would take a hundred days to heal a broken bone. It's been almost three months now, so it's not far from a hundred days."

Zhou Lingling frowned, "But Doctor Bai is still making pills for you to clear the remaining poison!"

He also asked her for several more good medicines.

If the old man hadn't said that the medicine was for Xiao Yan, she really wouldn't want to give it to him.

After all, when the old man got the medicine he gave him, there was a gleam in his eyes!

She acted like "Don't try to trick me", which successfully made the curve of Xiao Yan's mouth grow wider and wider.

"Yes, there are still some left, but it's nothing serious. I've been away from Northern Frontier for too long, it's time to go back."

Zhou Lingling remained silent. She knew these were not reasons at all.

He wanted to return to the northern border because he was worried that the refugees caused by the drought in the Yuan Dynasty would cause unrest, giving foreign enemies an opportunity to seize the opportunity.

He was going to guard the northern border, guarding the northern gate of the Yuan Dynasty...

Thinking of this, Zhou Lingling's hesitation disappeared.

In front of Xiao Yan, a white porcelain bowl suddenly appeared out of thin air in her hand, filled with water...