She remembered that her name was Luo Yin, and she was from the world, not what the prince said, and she didn't look like someone who would give birth to any man's child. But when she woke up, a little carrot head about four or five years old pulled her hair. When she opened her eyes, she shouted excitedly: "Mother is awake!"
Mother?
But...
"I won't scream anymore. My name is Luo Yu."
"I know."
This man was gentle and polite, but he couldn't get it back: "Okay, a batch of Yun brocade has come from the warehouse. You go and pick some first."
Intention: Ah, what intention can I have?