Auspicious, auspicious. This nickname reflected the Taifu's love and expectations for him. Unfortunately, the Yin family had already declined by the time he was crowned, so no one thought of naming him.
Zhao Surong suddenly hugged him and said, "Come with me. I can reunite your family and restore our past glory."
He broke away, lowered his eyes and said, I heard that the king was happy to have a son last year, but now that I see him in person, I am very happy for the king. It's late at night and others will return, so the king should leave as soon as possible.
Zhao Surong understood that this meant it was too late.
Snow was falling outside the house, and he looked at the vast expanse of white. He clenched a feather in his hand and felt such heartache and loss that he had never felt before.