"If my lady wants, we can move back and forth between the Shen Mansion and the Wang Mansion every year. Today we can live in the Wang Mansion, and tomorrow we can live here. It would be best if we could have more babies."

"We just sit here and watch them running around and making so much noise. My parents in heaven would probably be laughing so hard that they'd bend over with laughter."

After listening to his description, Shen Yuerong felt much better. She looked in the direction of Chi Mu and laughed softly.

This picture is indeed beautiful.

Afterwards, Shen Yuerong suggested taking Chi Mu to the cemetery to see his parents. Chi Mu waved his hand and asked someone to send some things.

"I asked someone to prepare this yesterday. Let's make some paper ingots for our parents."

Shen Yuerong looked in the direction he said, and saw a basket of paper ingots there, most of which had been folded. She probably folded them by Chi Mu, and she couldn't help but feel moved.

"Why didn't I see you folding these yesterday?"

Chi Mu was a little embarrassed to speak: "I folded some while discussing things in the study, and also prepared a jar of Yunzhong Brew, which is said to be Dad's favorite drink in the past."

His eyes fell on the bottle of Yunzhong wine in an exquisite ceramic bottle and he smiled gently.

At that moment, the scene of Chi Mu seriously folding paper ingots while discussing matters with others emerged in Shen Yuerong's mind, and she couldn't help but lower her eyes and chuckle.

She took a piece of paper with her slender fingers and began to fold it.

"In the past, when I was very young, I saw my parents folding paper ingots, and I even asked them to fold some for me."

"Now that I think about it, it's no wonder that my mother was angry, but my father protected me and folded a small boat for me with paper ingots so that I would never go to that horrible place."

"I put it in my secret place later."

Chi Mu smiled when he heard Shen Yuerong's words.

"I know that there is a secret compartment you dug in the rockery in the courtyard, which contains many of your secrets."

Hearing this, Shen Yuerong was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked.

"How do you know that?"

Chi Mu's eyes flickered slightly, staring at Shen Yuerong and cautiously speaking to test her.

"Actually, I know a guy who always wears a blue jacket with cloud patterns and can whistle with bamboo leaves. He said he knows you, and you still..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Yuerong frowned and held her forehead with her hand.

"No, I don't remember...why does my head hurt so much..."

At that moment, Shen Yuerong felt as if her head was hit by a heavy iron hammer, causing unbearable pain, as if it was going to drown and swallow her whole body.

Seeing this, Chi Mu's heart tightened and he quickly took Shen Yuerong into his arms, comforting her softly.

"It's okay, just forget it if you don't remember. It doesn't matter. There's no need to remember."

"As long as you stay with me."

With Chi Mu's comfort, Shen Yuerong gradually calmed down and fell asleep in his arms.

When Shen Yuerong woke up again, she no longer remembered what had just happened.

She smiled and stood up to ask, "Is everything ready? We should go."

Chi Mu nodded in agreement, his eyes darkened a little. If that was the case, those things should never be mentioned again and just be forgotten.

After everything was prepared, the two men got on a carriage and came to the place where they were buried.

The breeze blew through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo shadows swayed, making a tiny sound.

Chi Mu reached out and helped Shen Yuerong get out of the car, and walked slowly into the depths of the bamboo forest.

As Shen Yuerong walked, she talked about why she was buried here.

"There is a bamboo house inside. It is where my parents met. They said they would be buried here after they died, so their souls could meet again in the bamboo house."

The ground was covered with fragile bamboo leaves, which were extremely soft when stepped on and had a delicate fragrance.

Shen Yuerong and Chi Mu supported each other and soon saw the bamboo house. Because no one had lived in it for a long time, it looked a little old and covered with dust.

But Shen Yuerong would have people come to clean and repair it several times every year, so it was still relatively intact.

She did not push the door open, but continued walking inside and came to the tombstones of her parents, brother, sister-in-law, and nephew.

The small hills are scattered in an orderly manner, exuding a strange sense of desolation.

Shen Yuerong's eyes reddened, and she stepped forward to push away the scattered bamboo leaves on the tombstone, while Chi Mu helped to cut the grass and clean the ground.

After some cleaning, everything finally looked presentable.

Shen Yuerong took the wine glass handed over by Chi Mu and worshipped her father's grave with him.

The mellow wine was spilled in front of the tombstone, and the sunlight reflected a bright and fragmented light.

"Dad, this is Chi Mu, my current husband."

She turned her head to look at Chi Mu, and he made the same gesture and bowed solemnly.

"Greetings, father and mother. My name is Chi Mu. Don't worry, I will take good care of Rong'er."

He did not act like a prince, but rather had a serious and pious attitude, which made Shen Yuerong very satisfied.

Shen Yuerong recalled the scene when she married Fu Hengyu, and also brought him back to pay tribute.

Fu Hengyu was just too busy with official duties to come, as if he was afraid of being contaminated by some bad luck.

At that time, Shen Yuerong didn't think so much and would not force anyone to do anything.

She was so foolish as to think that Fu Hengyu was really busy with official duties. Now that she thought about it, she was probably just not in the mood to come and pay her respects.

Compared with the current scene, Fu Hengyu's love is really not good enough.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuerong turned her head to look at Chi Mu again, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Thank you for coming back with me."

Chi Mu cleaned up the ground, and placed the offerings in a manner that would not let Shen Yuerong touch them at all, and answered with a smile.

"They are my parents too."

The wind kept blowing the bamboo forest, making a rustling sound, and a hurried carriage stopped outside the bamboo forest.

The old lady of the Fu family walked down from the car angrily and questioned the nanny.

"Where is Shen Yuerong? I must settle accounts with her today. It's all her fault that my son got into trouble."

The nanny whispered to one side: "But old lady, the general said that we are not allowed to do anything reckless. Will this cause any trouble?"

The old lady slapped the nanny in the face and said viciously.

"How could anything happen? I think he is just too timid. He is just Shen Yuerong. Even if I kill him, no one can do anything to me."

The nanny covered her face and seemed to be hesitant to speak. In the end, she didn't say a word, but she didn't keep up with the old lady's pace.

After the old lady disappeared, the nanny hurried back to the general's mansion to inform Fu Hengyu.

Here, the old lady strode towards the bamboo forest and saw Shen Yuerong and Chi Mu standing in front of the tombstone from afar.

Her face darkened and she walked forward and scolded him coldly.

"Chen Yuerong, this happened because of you and me. Go to the Dali Temple and explain it clearly. Ask him to release my son."

Although the old lady was shouting, she did not come closer and stood far away under the bamboo trees.

Shen Yuerong turned back indifferently, her eyes were cold and terrifying, and her whole body was bursting with momentum.

"Please leave, you are not welcome here."