Jiang Xiangxiang frowned and asked doubtfully, "Mrs. Qin, what are you talking about? Is there something you can't tell me?"

Sheng Yunrong smiled calmly and said slowly: "Mrs. Jiang, you also know that I have been managing the Qin family's business. But now, I have returned the Qin family's housekeeper seal and store business to my husband, and I will no longer ask about the accounts and store business."

"What?" The ladies and Jiang Xiangxiang were all shocked, and for a moment, they fell into silence.

The ladies started talking about it, and one of them, dressed gorgeously, couldn't help but ask, "Madam Qin, why did you suddenly make such a decision? Did your husband have any plans?"

Sheng Yunrong smiled slightly and said, "Sister, you misunderstood. My husband has no plans. I just think that as the wife of the Qin family, I should focus more on the family instead of indulging in business."

Another noble lady frowned and said worriedly, "Madam Qin, aren't you being too hasty? After all, everything in the business world is earned through your hard work."

Sheng Yunrong shook her head gently and said, "Don't worry, I'm not acting rashly. In fact, I've had this idea for a long time, but I just haven't found the right opportunity. Now, I think it's time to let it go."

Jiang Xiangxiang hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Mrs. Qin, what are your plans for the future?"

Sheng Yunrong looked at Jiang Xiangxiang and smiled, "Mrs. Jiang, I plan to devote more time to my family and educating my children. As for the business, I believe my husband can manage it well."

Upon hearing this, the ladies nodded in understanding.

They also knew that Sheng Yunrong's decision was not made on impulse, but was the result of careful consideration.

Jiang Xiangxiang bit her lip, looked up at Sheng Yunrong, and couldn't help asking, "Sister, I heard that you have decided not to do business anymore, is this true?"

Sheng Yunrong smiled slightly, with a hint of determination between her eyebrows, and said softly: "Yes, sister. I have decided to give up the business and concentrate on taking care of household affairs and spending time with my family."

Jiang Xiangxiang's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she showed a relieved smile: "Sister is really an understanding person. Then I feel relieved. However, if you need any help, just ask."

The two of them strolled in the garden of the Qin Mansion. Sheng Yunrong gently brushed off the petals on her skirt and said slowly, "Sister, I'm actually tired of the intrigues in the business world. Now, I just want to live an ordinary life and spend time with my family."

Jiang Xiangxiang gently held Sheng Yunrong's hand and said with emotion: "Sister, I admire your decision very much. But I am always worried that you will feel bored after giving up the business road."

Sheng Yunrong smiled and shook her head: "Don't worry, sister, I have my own arrangements. The chores at home are enough to keep me busy, and I can spend more time with my children and share the joy of family."

The two walked and talked, and Sheng Yunrong suddenly stopped and looked at Jiang Xiangxiang: "Sister, I heard that your marriage life is not happy, is it true?"

Jiang Xiangxiang's face changed slightly, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure: "Sister, these are all rumors from the outside world, and they are not credible. Although my marriage life has some twists and turns, it is generally happy."

Sheng Yunrong sighed softly: "Sister, I know you are a strong-willed person, but marriage is not a joke. If you have any pain, you might as well share it with me."

A hint of gratitude flashed in Jiang Xiangxiang's eyes. Sheng Yunrong was a trustworthy person, but when it came to her marriage, she was unwilling to talk too much about it.

She smiled slightly and said, "Sister, thank you for your concern. I will take good care of myself."

Sheng Yunrong suddenly stopped and turned to look at Jiang Xiangxiang: "Sister, I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Jiang Xiangxiang smiled slightly: "Sister, is there anything we can't talk about? You can talk about it."

Sheng Yunrong took a deep breath and said, "Sister, I heard that your husband is a little cold to you. Do you feel lonely?"

Jiang Xiangxiang's expression became complicated again. She was silent for a moment before she slowly said, "Sister, you are right. My husband is indeed a little cold to me. But this is my own choice, and I am willing to bear it."

Sheng Yunrong looked at Jiang Xiangxiang distressedly. No matter how strong a person is, it is difficult to bear the torment of loneliness. She gently held Jiang Xiangxiang's hand and said, "Sister, no matter what difficulties you encounter, please remember that you still have me."

Jiang Xiangxiang's eyes flashed with emotion. She held Sheng Yunrong's hand tightly and smiled, "Thank you, sister. I feel warm having you by my side."

…

On the other side, Qin Moyuan was kneeling alone in front of the Buddha statue, with his hands clasped together and a pious expression.

He bowed his head and closed his eyes, silently reciting a prayer: "Buddha above, I, Qin Moyuan, pray that you will protect my mother's health and longevity. I am willing to serve the Western Wei loyally for my whole life, become a great general, and protect my mother and family. May the Buddha be merciful and have pity on my filial piety."

In this solemn temple, his voice was low but full of sincerity and determination.

People around him cast concerned glances at him and whispered to each other.

"This young man is so handsome. I wonder which family he belongs to?" A woman who looked like a noble lady said in a low voice.

"I think he has an extraordinary temperament and exudes nobility in his every move. Maybe he is the hidden son of some powerful family." An old man echoed.

"Yes, I am also curious about the content of his prayer just now. Whose mother is so blessed to receive his filial piety?" a young woman said regretfully.

Qin Moyuan was unaware of the discussions of the people around him. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to prayer.

After finishing his prayer, he stood up and prepared to leave. At this time, a middle-aged monk came over, put his hands together and said, "Donor, the Buddha has received your wish. I wish your mother good health and that your wish will come true soon."

Qin Moyuan looked at the monk gratefully, smiled and nodded.

At this moment, Prince Jing Pei Jinxiao and his good friend Tu Subo got off the carriage, and they walked side by side towards the gate of the temple.

The sound of morning bells and evening drums, and the faint scent of sandalwood fill the air. The simplicity and tranquility of the temple contrast beautifully with the surrounding green pines and cypresses.

Pei Jinxiao looked up at the gate of the temple, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, and he turned to Tu Subo and said: "Brother Tu Su, it is Qingming Festival again this year. We are here as promised. I wonder if the souls of those brothers who sacrificed their lives are resting in peace in heaven."

Tu Subo nodded gently, with a heavy look on his face: "Yes, every year at this time, we come here to pay tribute to the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the Western Wei. They used their lives to exchange for the peace of the Western Wei, and we must never forget their sacrifice."

As they talked, they walked into the temple.

The monks in the temple had been waiting for a long time. When they saw them coming, they quickly put their hands together and saluted. Pei Jinxiao nodded slightly and signaled the monk to lead the way.