Father's subordinates addressed him as Your highness.
But he himself did not know how to introduce himself to others.
Who was he—who would know?
Moreover, the rebels had been searching for him the whole time, so he could never reveal his identity under broad daylight.
Ji Fengyan frowned slightly as her eyes were filled with images of him in deep frustration. Suddenly, she raised her hands and cupped his face.
"No, you have a name. You are called Liu Huo, a name that I came up with."
Liu Huo looked up in surprise, and his eyes met with Ji Fengyan's determined gaze.
"You are called Liu Huo and you are my husband." Ji Fengyan leaned her head slightly forward and used her forehead to touch the tip of his nose.
Liu Huo laughed, and he nodded gently. He hugged her tightly—the person who had brought hope to his life.
"I like this name."
