Ah Jiu felt a turmoil in her heart. Concubine Chang was indeed quick-thinking and righteous. If it were anyone else, she would definitely blame her.

"Concubine Chang understands the righteousness deeply."

Mrs. Xue's yellow and thin face was expressionless. Even though she was wearing a simple headdress with only one hairpin, the wisdom and maternal spirit exuding from her body were not missing at all.

"Concubine Chang is dead, and the slave family's name is now Zhao Xue."

Zhao Xue, Zhao Xue? Ah Jiu's heart sank. She thought that Concubine Chang had really let go of the past, but this name was so unforgettable.

She glanced at Xue Zhen, and naturally Xue Zhen also saw that all the humiliation and hardship were just to avenge the injustice.

Xue Zhen shook his head slowly, telling his master that no amount of persuasion was of any use.

Ah Jiu can understand that a famous concubine of a generation has served with meritorious service and has the ability to govern the country. She comes from the family of General Gong Xun, the famous general who founded the country, and she is a concubine who is both civilized and military.

In the end, the whole family was executed, betrayed, and mother and son were separated. No matter how great the tolerance, it was impossible to let go.

Zhao Xue bowed slightly: "I have recently thanked Miss Jiu and Mr. Xue. The slave family owes their lives to the protection of the two of them to survive until now. If the slave family is still alive one day in the future, they will definitely repay with their lives. Now, the slave family has only one last request."

How dare Ah Jiu stand up and return the favor? Even though she is not the Chang concubine back then, her way of governing the country and her unwavering loyalty to the king are enough to make people awe.

"I want to know whether my son is dead or alive."

As soon as these words came out, Ah Jiu looked at Xue Zhen. She only guessed that Tuoba Yan was 80% or 90% right, but the remaining 10% was the mystery of his life experience.

No, it is the mystery of his body that is different from ordinary people. If this can prove that he is a mortal, it can make up for the remaining 10% of doubts.

Not being 100% sure, Ah Jiu really didn’t know what to say.

Xue Zhen understood what the master meant and said leisurely: "Tuoba Yan's physique is very much like he inherited the bloodline of Mrs. Xue's mother's family, and is even stronger."

He didn't say it directly, nor did he refuse it directly. He left it to Mrs. Xue to draw her own conclusion.

Sure enough, Zhao Xue's pupils shrank, and she slowly lowered her head, breathing a little faster: "It turns out it's really him."

Ah Jiu could tell that he was probably more than sure about it when he saw Tuoba Yan when he drew the portrait.

Xue Zhen stopped talking, and Ah Jiu didn't dare to say anything more.

"My farewell." Mrs. Xue put her hands on her lower abdomen, bowed slightly, stood up and left.

The figure with his back facing the light outside the door looks slender and depressed, his back straight but showing an unyielding determination.

"Xue Zhen, she won't go directly to Tuoba Yan. Once her identity is revealed, the consequences will be disastrous."

Ah Jiu looked away worriedly at the tea bowl in front of her.

Mrs. Xue's cup had not been touched from beginning to end, and it was now completely cold.

Xue Zhen shook his head slightly: "This matter involves too many areas, I will do some divination tonight."

"Are you willing to give up divination? Are you saying that spying on the heaven will be counterattacked?" As soon as Ah Jiu said this, Xue Zhen twitched the corner of his mouth, stood up and left.

Ah Jiu went to the restaurant to have nothing to do.

"Er Mazi, don't pull that chair of yours, don't pull it, it will easily damage the table legs. How many times have I told you?"

Ma Peng was running up and down the stairs: "Zhang Yang, can you fucking put that vase to your wife's third grandmother's house and straighten it out for me?"

"And you guys, what are you doing wiping the floor? Look, your hands are still full of mud."

Ma Peng bent down and wiped the ground with his hands.

"Boss, this is the first time. Besides, we have used most of the snow water we saved. The landlady said, save it."

"Then wipe it with clothes." Ma Peng put his hands on his hips and straightened his waist. He spoke loudly and could be heard clearly on the third floor.

Ah Jiu stood at the door, which was completely empty, and everyone was busy bustling about.

Suddenly there was a loud crash, and Ma Peng's eyes widened: "Who? Who dropped something? It will be deducted from the wages."

Looking sideways, Ah Jiu was standing at the door. Ma Peng hurried downstairs:

"Miss Jiu, please don't come in, it's a mess here."

Ah Jiu held on to the door frame and looked in: "What are my parents busy with?"

Ma Peng looked happy: "I'm busy taking care of the kitchen. It's because we rough guys don't understand, so we won't let them get involved."

Ma Peng said cheerfully and a little embarrassedly: "My sister-in-law said that we can all come and have a good meal on the first day of the opening. No, I will ask someone to transport all the firewood, rice, oil and salt needed for the kitchen. The day after tomorrow at the latest

The banquet can be held."

Ah Jiu thought thoughtfully, Mom's movements were really fast, it only took three days.

"By the way, Miss Jiu." Ma Peng took out an envelope with a paint seal from his arms: "This is urgently sent from 800 miles away from Kyoto."

Ah Jiu took it and looked at it. It was written that Meng Jiuer personally signed it. The moment he opened the envelope, Ah Jiu's heart skipped a beat.
Chapter completed!