Chapter 202: Year of the Phoenix
Madam Ling looked at her, her eyes suddenly reddened: "My husband died for no reason, and it was the princess and her group who helped and uncovered the truth. I will never forget the kindness of the princess and the princes, and I have no way to repay them..."

Having said this, he was about to stand up and salute.

Ye Wanqing stood up before her and held the man's arm steadily: "Madam, there is no need to be polite. Lie down and rest first. At the beginning, Xu Qiao imprisoned my brother and the young masters who were traveling with him, slandering them as the murderer of Young Master Ling.

Exposing Xu Qiao's true identity and finding the real murderer is also to save our own people.

We are also very sorry about what happened to Master Ling Huan."

Madam Ling shook her head with tears in her eyes: "You have helped me a lot... I am from Mingzhou. I came to Lin'an with my mother when I was ten years old. After my mother passed away early, I was left with only my husband...

I don’t know how to do anything. I can’t avenge him. It’s even hard for me to raise a child with him…”

Ye Wanqing was moved: "Madam, do you have any other relatives in the world?"

Madam Ling shook her head, then nodded: "I have an uncle in Mingzhou City, but he doesn't like me very much...

After my father passed away, my uncle wanted to give me to a family as a child bride, but my mother didn’t want to, so she brought me to Lin’an overnight and cut off contact with my uncle’s family.

Mingzhou City...

Ye Wanqing said slowly: "I have an old friend, he is from Mingzhou."

That was her adopted son in her previous life, Lu Fengnian.

There was a natural disaster that year, with a heavy snowstorm that lasted for half a month, killing many people. The child fled from Mingzhou to the capital and was picked up by her halfway. There was not a single piece of healthy flesh on his body.

Just as I was thinking about it, Qianxi's voice rang out: "Hey, Madam Ling, why does Young Master Ling have an extra toe? Moreover, there is a fish-shaped birthmark on his ankle..."

Ye Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then looked up in surprise.

Next to the cradle.

Qianxi gently grasped Young Master Ling's feet and looked at them carefully, saying, "When I was young, I heard people say that people with extra toes are smarter than ordinary people. I have never seen this before, but I finally saw it today."

Madam Ling moved her body with difficulty, her voice still weak: "My husband... just has one more toe than others.

Nian'er, like his father, also has an extra little toe.

My husband was unlucky. He died before my son was born, leaving us, an orphan and a widow, to live in this world...

I was afraid that Nian'er would have a bad fate like his father, so I always wanted to smash his extra toe, but every time I picked up the tool, I couldn't bring myself to do it.

The fish-shaped birthmark on Nian'er's foot is not actually a birthmark, but a scar left after I accidentally spilled hot water and scalded his skin..."

As she spoke, she shed silent tears.

Ye Wanqing's throat was a little dry, and she spoke with difficulty: "I...see Young Master Ling..."

As she said this, she stood up and walked to the cradle.

The baby in the cradle was small, thin and weak, and his face, which should have been chubby, had almost no flesh on it.

After drinking some medicine, the sallowness in her skin finally faded a lot, revealing the fair and tender skin that a baby should have.

I don’t know if he sensed anything, but when Ye Wanqing approached, Anian opened his eyes, revealing pupils like black grapes.

Then, he waved his little hands gently, smiled at Ye Wanqing, and made some babbling sounds.

It's that kid!
It was the child she had raised for more than ten years but never saw before her death, Fengnian!
It turns out that all encounters in this world are already predestined.

Ye Wanqing's eyes suddenly turned red. She didn't dare to reach out her hand, so she turned around and asked Madam Ling: "His... name is Ling Nian?"

Madam Ling's eyes also turned red when she heard this: "Nian'er is the nickname I gave him, which means missing and remembering.

When my husband was alive, he said that no matter if it was a son or a daughter, we should wait until the baby was born to name it. But he passed away suddenly, and since I was not well educated, I didn’t dare to name the baby.

It turned out to be the case.

Ye Wanqing reached out to the cradle: "Nian'er, nice to meet you..."

She couldn't say the following words.

Unexpectedly, Nian'er stretched out his little hand, tightly grasped her fingers, and opened his mouth to babbled something to her. Madam Ling said with tears in her eyes, "Nian'er and the princess have a great affinity. Before, he always cried all night long and could not be comforted.

He will cry if others hug him or tease him.

Only when he saw the princess, he smiled and took the initiative to extend his hand..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

She was only a few months away from turning twenty, but she lost her father at a young age, her mother when she was young, and she lost her husband while she was pregnant...

She looks haggard, how can she be a young and beautiful girl?

Ye Wanqing remembered her past life again...

When she picked up Lu Fengnian, the child had been wandering for a long time. He was beaten all over by beggars who stole his food, and was frostbitten and dying.

He doesn't remember his name or his family.

He only remembered that there was an old beggar in Mingzhou City who had taken care of him for nearly two years. On a snowy night, he held his hand tightly and let him follow the refugees to the capital.

Therefore, in addition to her five biological children, Ye Wanqing has always felt sorry for this adopted child.

When he came to her, although he was old enough to remember things, he still called her mother obediently, went to greet her every day, studied hard, practiced martial arts, and brought her the best things he thought of...

She had wanted to help him find out about his family, but he just couldn't remember who they were.

Mingzhou City.

If Madam Ling's uncle's house was there, then Fengnian should have been taken there to live with his relatives, but for some unknown reason, he became a beggar.

Fortunately, in this life, he has not been separated from his mother and flesh and blood.

Ye Wanqing rocked the cradle gently: "Nian'er is such a well-behaved child."

After she finished speaking, Nian'er waved her little hands again and babbled something to her.

Madam Ling wiped the tears from her eyes with her sleeves and looked up at Ye Wanqing: "I have an unwelcome request, I wonder if the princess can fulfill it?"

"Madam, please speak." Ye Wanqing said.

Madam Ling glanced at the child and mustered up the courage to say, "Nian'er and the princess are destined to be together. Can the princess give him a name?"

Name it?

Ye Wanqing was stunned.

Upon seeing this, Madam Ling hurriedly said, "I am sorry for being rude. If it is inconvenient for you, just pretend you didn't hear what I said..."

"No inconvenience." Ye Wanqing recalled the events of her past life and couldn't help but feel a little dazed: "It's just... does this child have a generation name?"

"Generation name..." Madam Ling recalled weakly for a moment, her dry lips moving slightly: "My husband once mentioned by chance when he was alive that Nian'er's generation should be named 'Feng'..."

phoenix?
Ye Wanqing was stunned.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Madam Ling asked cautiously, "Princess, is this word not very good?"

Ye Wanqing's eyes swelled slightly, and she smiled gently at Madam Ling: "No, the word 'Phoenix' is very good, very good..."

As she spoke, she looked down at the child in her arms.

Nian'er was also looking at her.

Ye Wanqing's eyes were slightly moist: "I'll just call you... Fengnian."

Year of the Phoenix?

Madam Ling softly repeated the name, and then tears fell on her haggard face: "My husband, did you hear that? Our child finally has a name. If you are still alive, you will like this name, right? I have a pair of good hands and feet, and I should cheer up and raise Fengnian. You said that what you like most is my tenacity and perseverance...

I have been wallowing in the grief of your passing for too long, and I have forgotten that I can still survive in this world without my mother and you..."