Shen Mingrong frowned and looked at Fang's mother, but Fang's mother didn't notice at all. She seemed to have something on her mind and was somewhat absent-minded.

Upon entering the hall, a maidservant served tea. The room still retained a faint smell of burning incense and paper money. Shen Mingrong glanced at the official kiln celadon teacup, unconsciously flicked the lid with his fingers, and felt inexplicably irritable.

"I had no idea that my sister had been buried so hastily?"

Madam Fang was prepared for Shen Mingrong to ask about this, and upon hearing it, she licked her lips somewhat uneasily, then chuckled to appease him, "Madam, it's not that we're in a hurry to bury our daughter-in-law, it's just that it's too hot today, and it'll smell bad if left out for too long, besides..."

As Fang's mother spoke, she glanced at Shen Mingrong again, licked her lips, and seemed a little nervous that what she was about to say might upset Shen Mingrong.

“She died in a bloodbath. I had someone calculate it, and they said it was a very bad omen. It’s not advisable to keep her body in the morgue for too long. She should be buried this morning. As you know, my family is already small. If something else happens because of this, it would be bad, wouldn’t it?”

They actually thought Shen Ming'e was unlucky, which is why they buried her so early. This is a complete disregard for Shen Ming'e. They didn't even give Shen Mingrong a shred of dignity based on a few words from others.

Shen Mingrong felt utterly disheartened. It's true what they say, marriage is like being reborn. If you marry into a bad family, even your own family won't stand up for you. If it were someone else, the Shen family would never have been so indifferent to their daughter being bullied. People say that the dead should be honored, and this is the last happy occasion for a person in this world, yet it ended so hastily.

Despite the magnitude of Shen Ming'e's burial, the Rongguo Duke's Mansion remained completely silent. Presumably, the Fang family was worried that she would interfere, and the Shen family was concerned that it might upset her unborn child, so neither of them came to inform her.

Shen Mingrong took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Now that the person has been buried, even if she makes a scene with the Fang family, it won't help. They can't possibly dig up the coffin, relight the eternal flame, and put the body back in state.

Thinking about this, Shen Mingrong felt much calmer.

The most important thing right now is to help Shen Ming'e with her funeral arrangements. After all, they were sisters. Now that she has passed away so tragically and her in-laws treat her so badly, what kind of good care can Shen Ming'e's daughter receive?

Thinking that she herself also had a daughter, she couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for the child who had lost his mother's care at birth.

"Where is that child? Can I see him?"

Shen Mingrong looked at Fang's mother, his voice somewhat ethereal.

Upon hearing this, Fang's mother hesitated again, "This..."

"What? I, as her aunt, can't even see my own niece?"

Upon hearing this, Madam Fang immediately panicked and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, it's just that the baby is too small, and the birth was too tiring, so he's not feeling well and is quite sickly. The wet nurse is holding him in the room right now. I was just afraid that you would worry, Madam."

She wasn't really going to confront Shen Mingrong. Shen Mingrong was the Duchess of the State, and by all accounts, she should have performed the full kowtow ceremony upon meeting her. Shen Mingrong had already shown her dissatisfaction with the other family regarding Shen Ming'e's matter, and if she were to prevent her from seeing her now, she would probably offend them terribly.

Whether her son can continue to take the imperial examinations is one thing, but if she really offends these powerful and wealthy families, what good will her family's meager assets do? The family's biggest source of income right now is the cotton business, which relies on the Rongguo Duke's Mansion's reputation. If the Rongguo Duke's Mansion is unhappy, she is worried that this business will also be lost.

"Since Madam doesn't mind, then I'll take you there to have a look."

Seeing her nod, Shen Mingrong's expression softened slightly, and he got up and followed Fang's mother out of the hall.

The Fang family home wasn't large; after a few turns, you arrived at the main house at the back.

Shen Mingrong, the wife of the main wife, had been here before. Shen Ming'e had given birth here before. Seeing the main house of the Fang family reminded Shen Mingrong of the scene of Shen Ming'e giving birth that day.

Life's ups and downs happen in the blink of an eye. Some people may be unwittingly overturned by a wave in their lives, while others, as resilient as reeds, can get back up, and some may never be able to stand up again.

Shen Ming'e was unable to get up again.

Before I even went inside, I heard a burst of crying coming from inside the house; it was a child crying.

Upon hearing the voice, Fang's mother's heart skipped a beat. She turned to look at Shen Mingrong, whose expression also changed slightly. The voice sounded as if the child was not doing well.

"Please wait a moment, Madam. I'll go in and take a look first."

As Fang's mother spoke, she strode inside. Shen Mingrong, not one to be fooled like that, followed her into the house.

A burst of laughter and playful chatter came from inside the room. As soon as Shen Mingrong entered, he saw the two of them entangled together, pressed against the wall, clearly doing something shameful. The child on the bed was crying loudly, but it did not affect the two flirting lovers at all.

Shen Mingrong felt like his head was about to explode. Fang Wenshi noticed someone was coming and immediately pushed the woman in front of him away in a panic. The woman also grabbed her clothes and hurriedly put them on.

The Fang family didn't have many servants, so the woman was obviously the child's wet nurse. But how she ended up with Fang Wenshi was a mystery to everyone, and Shen Mingrong didn't want to know either. She went up and took the child, who was crying hoarsely, into her arms, then turned and left the house.

Fang's mother hadn't expected her son to be involved with this vixen here. Pointing at her, she gritted her teeth and said, "I'll deal with you later, you vixen!"

Shen Mingrong took the child out and asked someone to check if there was any rice porridge in the kitchen, as the child was clearly hungry.

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