The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

They walked over and tried to persuade him, but even though they said that, they were still very nervous and worried.

……

Shi Rong followed the ancient rules of the Ying family. Before "getting married", she led everyone behind her to the coffins of Ying Zhiyi and Luo Shu.

Bend your knees, kneel on the ground for a long time, and bow your head with beautiful ornaments to the bottom.

"Father and mother, the child is gone."

After the ceremony, she stood up with the help of Miao Man, and walked with graceful steps to the back of the ancestral hall, where there was a wall made of huge stones.

Xu Liu leaned over and pressed a raised mechanism buckle hidden on the ground.

A stone door weighing a thousand pounds suddenly slid open on the wall that was originally tightly closed.

"Oh my goodness! When did this door appear on the back wall of the Ying Family Ancestral Hall? How come I never noticed it before?"

Shen Mingxing's tears only eased a little at this moment. She took two pieces of white tissue and wiped her tear-stained nose.

Ji Xinyue shook her head.

"I don't know. It looks like a secret passage with no end. And where on the mountain does this road lead to? Why does it look so dark and scary, and there's thick fog everywhere?"

After crying, Xia Zhi's worry turned into resentment. She drank a sip of coconut milk on the table to calm herself down.

"It's so unfair! Rongrong hides everything from us, and grandma helps her hide it too. It makes me so angry..."

Xia Chengfeng smiled reluctantly and raised his hand to pat her delicate shoulders in a comforting manner.

"Perhaps later, you will know why she insisted on hiding this from you..."

……

Before Shi Rong led his men into the cave, Xu Liu took two bird cages woven with bamboo, wood and rattan from the servants. The cages were exquisitely shaped and had unique patterns.

Release two ancient blue birds with colorful feathers and seven tufts of tail feathers.

They are spiritual beasts tamed by special people. They can be attracted by the rose and magnolia scent outside Shi Rong's body. They are responsible for surrounding her on both sides and guiding her to the right path in the darkness and fog.

Seeing that the person was really about to leave, Feng Qingning couldn't help but burst into tears.

But even so, Shi Rong still followed the usual practice. Led by two circling bluebirds, he lifted his right leg, stepped into the threshold of the stone cave, and walked away without looking back.

As she said before: "Not looking back means that if you encounter danger and your return date is uncertain, you will not have any attachment to the world."

Until all the people in the long dragon team entered the pitch-black cave, the stone door slowly closed.

Feng Qingning wiped away her tears, tidied her appearance, took a long breath, took the jade Buddha beads handed to her by the maid, and walked to the many tablets on the agarwood table.

With solemnity and reverence, he knelt on the brocade and Suzhou embroidery cushion, fiddling with the Buddhist beads in his palms, crossing and entwining them around the backs of his palms, and clasping his hands together, praying devoutly.

"Ancestor of the Ying family, please accept my three bows."

After he finished speaking, Feng Qingning bent his straight upper body and kowtowed three times rhythmically.

"I, the foolish girl Feng Qingning, know that I am a mere Wuxia Amon in this life. For the sake of the Ying family's prosperity, I have repeatedly personally pushed my grandson, Ying Shirong, into danger without caring. This is an unforgivable sin."

"I don't ask for the ancestors' blessing, but I ask that, considering her young granddaughter's age, you ensure that everything goes smoothly for her on this journey."

Opening his eyes, Feng Qingning looked only at the plaque engraved with the five characters "Ying Heng's Spiritual Position" in bold seal script. His eyes were neither resentful nor peaceful.

"Ying Heng, if you knew everything that was about to happen, how could you bear it? If the daughter of the Ying family, whom you devoted your entire life to cultivating, died at the hands of the prophet you predicted 20 years ago, how could you still have the dignity to stand before Yi'er, Shu'er, and our ancestors?"

It’s a lie to say I don’t blame him!

Feng Qingning was, after all, a woman who was more inclined towards romantic relationships. She couldn't help but blame her husband for his stubbornness and his stubborn heart.

She just wanted to see her beloved Shi Rong grow up safely and smoothly and get married happily.

Why is it so difficult?

Standing up, Feng Qingning came to sit beside Ying Zhiyi and Luo Shu's ice bed, and held the couple's cold palms with both hands.

"Yier Shuer, don't blame your mother for being cruel. If you want to blame someone, blame me for being incompetent. I really can't control the situation. It's already a foregone conclusion."

After a pause, Feng Qingning finally sighed repeatedly, empathizing with the other person.

"Don't blame father. His entire life, every step he took, was ultimately made with meticulous care for Yang'er and Yang'er..."

……

After Shi Rong entered the cave, before he could go deeper into the mountain, two figures, a man and a woman, who had been waiting there for a long time, rushed out from the darkness and jumped in front of Shi Rong in a few steps.

"Hi~ Fairy Sister, do you remember me? My name is Bian Fei, I'm 20 years old, the junior sister from Ding Ningshan. We've met a few times before. I'm one of the members chosen by your family for this special operation."

The girl who greeted Shi Rong enthusiastically was about 1.6 meters tall and weighed no more than 100 kilograms. She had a head of curly woolly black hair tied up high in a neat bun on top of her head.

She has a pretty face, fair skin and delicate texture. She is a cute and pure beauty, but her dress is very strange.

She wore a gray-blue long cloth gown on her thin body, a pair of loose black cotton pants, and high-top old cloth shoes on her feet.

She had a knitted black cotton scarf wrapped around her neck, which she wrapped around and around as if she was afraid of the cold, and a large hand-sewn canvas bag slung under her arm.

She smiles innocently, with a simple and unpretentious feeling of retreating to the mountains. In short, no matter how you look at her, she doesn't look like a literary young woman living in modern society.

Shi Rong smiled gently and nodded politely at her.

"Of course, you look beautiful when you smile. I remember you and I will never forget you."

Bian Fei chuckled and danced with excitement when praised by the beauty.

"Sister Fairy is still so gentle, I really like you!"

As he spoke, he looked Shi Rong up and down, left and right, and was dazzled by her stunning appearance and figure.

"Fairy sister, you're so beautifully dressed tonight! I hadn't noticed before! Are you planning on going up to us and charming the hell out of those old demons if we can't defeat them?"

???

"what?"

Bian Fei spoke very fast, and occasionally sprinkled in a few words of her hometown dialect, so Shi Rong didn't quite understand what she meant for a while.

"Hey, hurry up and get up! You're still here..."

Before Bian Fei could open her mouth to explain, the man who had been waiting for a long time and was eager to introduce himself to Shi Rong pushed her aside with a slap and gave her a look of disgust.

He turned his head and immediately changed his expression, putting on a fawning face like a servile clown.