Zhai Le said, "Wind under the Woods? Then that's even less suitable."
Shen Tang asked curiously, "How is it unsuitable?"
She thought it was a lovely name, full of meaning.
Aside from not sounding like a girl's name, it was perfect.
Zhai Le hesitated, unsure what to say.
In these troubled times, even some royal families could barely protect themselves. The Xin Royal Family was a prime example, let alone ordinary people.
There was no way to know what the girl's relatives were like. Perhaps they could be contacted soon, and perhaps they would be willing to care for an old friend's orphan and give her a place to shelter from wind and rain. But if her relatives had no conscience, she would be stepping into another pit of fire. More likely, though, they simply couldn't be found.
After all, in times of chaos, human life was cheaper than grass.
Zhai Le leaned close to Shen Tang and whispered, making sure the little girl couldn't hear him. "The young lady is staying by Brother Shen's side. Whatever fortune may await her in the future, for now she's a servant girl. 'Wind under the Woods' is too grand a name. I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it, and that her life will be cut short."
Shen Tang laughed. "Xiao Fang, are you superstitious now?"
Zhai Le said, "Better to believe it than risk being wrong."
Shen Tang disagreed with him. "I don't share Xiao Fang's view. She survived a perilous situation that should have meant certain death. That shows Heaven hasn't forsaken her. As the saying goes, 'When the time has passed its limit, misfortune turns to good fortune.' Who knows? Perhaps the road ahead will be smooth."
Seeing how determined she was, Zhai Le stopped trying to dissuade