Chapter 2070: Chapter 52: Mingxi

September 22nd, the Little Bun’s full moon celebration. Due to Wufu’s weakened health, and the child being a premature baby, no grand celebration was held; it was just a family meal.

But the full moon celebration of the Young Crown Prince at the Regent King’s Mansion, those with intentions learned of it and were far from indifferent. To please the Regent King, gifts flowed into the estate in abundance.

Wufu had seen plenty of good things, but in her eyes, nothing compared to the Peace Knot that Ah Jiu personally sought for their son’s sake.

It was just an ordinary Fortune Knot, woven with red string and threaded with a translucent jade bead the size of a pea. Most importantly, this Fortune Knot had been blessed by a highly revered master from the temple.

Wufu placed the Peace Knot on her son’s wrist, finding it exquisite, and her heart was filled with joy.

"After a hundred days, no, on his first birthday, I’ll give him the entire Nanyue as a birthday gift," Ah Jiu boasted.

Wufu glanced at him sideways and said, "Easier said than done, aren’t you afraid of biting your tongue?"

"The army has already set off towards Little Jiangnan," Ah Jiu said, sitting at the bedside. "Wufu, I don’t want to leave you and our son, but..."

"There’s no need to say!" Wufu covered his mouth with her hand and said, "Since you’re leading the campaign, how can you hide in the rear and raise a family? The soldiers need you."

Ah Jiu was not a renowned general; in terms of military strategy, he might not match veterans experienced in battle. But as the Regent King personally leading the expedition, that was enough.

Sometimes, the people below just need someone to lead them forward. He didn’t need to be exceptionally skilled in military command, but he absolutely had to possess spirit and vigor, even serving as an undefeated banner high in the wind, allowing people to see it at any time.

"I’m sorry," Ah Jiu grasped her hand.

"Do we need to say that between us?" Wufu chided, "I have only one request, take care of yourself, nothing is more important than you. As for what happens behind, I am here; don’t worry about provisions for the army."

Wufu, suffering from severe health decline, couldn’t lead troops on the front lines; she could only focus on logistics as his strongest support, ensuring that the soldiers were well-fed and had the strength to swiftly conquer Nanyue.

Speed is crucial in warfare; prolonged battles increase variables and sacrifices.

"I know, Wufu. In the past, you were my weakness. Now, there’s another," Ah Jiu said, looking at the Little Bun in her arms. "Now, I’m fearing death."

They were his everything. With this attachment, he feared death even more and cherished life ever more, afraid of leaving them behind.

"Me too," Wufu continued his words.

He feared death, and so did she.

Because their lives were no longer their own; there was an additional burden of responsibility.

Ah Jiu embraced them both.

"Have you thought of our son’s formal name?" Wufu asked.

"Speaking of that, are you sure the son’s birth Shichen is correct?" Ah Jiu’s face showed some seriousness.

Seeing this, Wufu’s heart skipped a beat: "Why? I’m sure it’s correct, I even checked the time when he was born."

The ancients emphasised the Eight Characters of Birth Time, and fortunately, she had a pocket watch at the time; otherwise, she couldn’t have known the time in that place.

"The abbot from Canglan Temple, Master Ming Wu, said that when he was born, celestial phenomena occurred, declaring him as a Kirin child—his identity would be unmatched in rarity, with no one able to contend," Ah Jiu remarked as he looked at her.

Wufu was stunned, her lips moved slightly: "What do you mean?"

No one able to contend, unmatched in rarity—what does that mean?

His father was already the Regent King and was the Legitimate Son of the Empress Dowager; the Little Bun was the rightful legitimate grandson of the legitimate line—that kind of rarity?

Ah Jiu said no more, he pursed his lips and said, "Let nature take its course; his generation belongs to the ’Ming’ character, how about choosing ’Xi’?"

Mingxi, bright as the son of the sun, with a promising future.

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