Standing on the street, looking around blankly, he secretly thought that telling Su Yu to leave with him beforehand was probably not a spur-of-the-moment decision; perhaps he had planned it from the moment he let Su Ruan go. But she had also said before that she would go home and live her own carefree life after letting everything go. Even if she moved out of the palace as she wished, she might think of going to the General's Mansion. Perhaps he had misunderstood from the beginning. To avoid parting ways again while looking for someone, he simply stopped running around and went to her home, waiting for her at the General's Mansion.

Mu Beichen probably never expected that just as he was rushing to the Yu family alone, Yu Qianqian hadn't gone far down the street when Su Yu casually took off his robe and silently draped it over her shoulders, as if nothing had happened, and peeked into the shops with a smile.

Yu Qianqian suddenly felt a warmth on her body, and when she looked down, she saw that she had put on an extra robe. Before she could say anything, Su Ruan also saw it and pouted at Su Yu, protesting, "Brother, I'm also afraid of the cold, why didn't you give me an extra layer of clothing?"

With someone constantly by her side taking meticulous care of her, her condition seemed to be improving compared to before. However, in addition to selectively forgetting some things, her intelligence has also been severely affected, causing her to revert to her childhood behavior. Compared to normal people, she appears somewhat mentally challenged.

Yu Qianqian didn't want to argue with a young child, so she quickly pulled off her clothes and gave them to Su Ruan without thinking. She then turned her head and forced a smile, saying, "I've always been rough around the edges and am more resistant to the cold. I'll just give them to you."

Su Ruan didn't react, but Su Yu was the first to get anxious. "The tailor shop is just ahead. Ruan, don't fight with your sister. I'll go pick out some pretty clothes for you." As he spoke, he unceremoniously ripped his clothes off Su Ruan and then put them back on Yu Qianqian. Without letting anyone say a word, he put his arm around his younger sister and walked away.

She was left behind, and after a while she took a deep breath and was about to follow when she heard someone shouting "Mother!" at the top of their lungs. Curious, she turned her head to look in the direction of the sound, only to see a large crowd of people gathered in the middle of the street watching the commotion.

With more people come more trouble, as Yu Qianqian had learned before. She didn't want to join the fun, but the pitiful cries behind her grew louder every time she decided to take a step forward, which annoyed her.

She gritted her teeth, turned around and walked quickly towards the center of the street, heading straight into the crowd. She was blocked by thick walls of people. She stood on tiptoe and looked for a long time, but all she could see were the four big characters: "Selling oneself to bury one's mother".

Furthermore, only now, up close, did she realize that it was the pitiful cry of a young child. Losing his mother at a young age and having no one to rely on, it was truly heartbreaking. At an age when she should have been a mother herself, she suddenly felt an overwhelming surge of maternal love and couldn't help but want to go closer and take a look.

A large crowd gathered to watch, with two lonely people, an old man and a young child, forming a huge circle. They watched and whispered amongst themselves, saying all sorts of things. This kind of thing is perfectly normal in ordinary people's lives, and there's nothing strange about it from any perspective.