But Lady Wang couldn't resist.
They were waiting for the two to come and have their meal, but they didn't come for a long time. She was about to send someone to look for them when her mother-in-law stopped her.
Now the Marquis of Zhongyong's ears are red and swollen, like they've been boiled, and she's curious.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, her husband stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth.
Not wanting to choke, Madam Wang had no choice but to stop talking and clear the meat out of her mouth.
Madam Wang smiled and invited the two of them to sit down.
Marquis Zhongyong had drunk too much at noon, so for dinner he ate a bowl of plain porridge, just like Old Madam Wang, but he did serve Cui Yihuan quite a few dishes.
The food she picked up was all the dishes Cui Yihuan loved in her previous life, and Old Madam Wang smiled slightly as she looked at it.
After eating two meals at the Wang family's house, the family of four finally left and returned to the Marquis's residence.
Ye Zhen felt very tired today, so she asked Yin Yue and Wan Xing to pack up the things that Old Madam Wang had given her, while she washed up and went to bed early.
That night, she fell asleep again.
In the dream, there was a tall woman with short, neat hair, wearing a black bodysuit, black leather gloves, and wide black trousers.
She stood with her back to Ye Zhen in front of a huge stone tablet.
The bottom of the monument was covered with densely packed characters, and the woman gently stroked those characters with her fingers.
Ye Zhen could vaguely see that those words were similar to the missing and broken words on Ye Jinghong's notes.
She wanted to get closer, but it seemed as if an invisible barrier was blocking her way, preventing her from seeing the words on the monument and the woman's face clearly.
All that could be faintly heard was the man's murmur, "We have won. I have seen it for you. This prosperous world is just as we wished. Everyone is well-fed and clothed, and families are reunited. Our sacrifice was worthwhile..."
The scene changes, and it's the same woman again, still dressed in black. But this time, instead of a stone tablet, there are rows of neat statues, all of which are children.
Ye Zhen watched from afar and saw the woman take out handfuls of brightly colored things from her huge bag and place them in front of each statue.
This time, due to the distance, Ye Zhen couldn't hear what she said, only that she seemed to be wiping away tears...
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