She slowly wiped away her tears with her handkerchief, looked at the person in the photo, then took a breath, returned to her previous appearance as Mother Yi Tianxia, ​​and said in a deep voice: "I understand."

Ding Yiyi didn’t know if she had been to this ancestral hall before she lost her memory, but she still felt very eye-opening when she saw this ancestral hall.

In a room of nearly 200 square meters, there are many spiritual positions in the center, and each row of spiritual positions is distributed in a step-like manner, and the name of the spiritual position at the top is indeed empty.

"Legendary: In the past, the founder of the Ye family was an emperor who had no dynasty in history. Later, I heard that the emperor was injured by his favorite woman. Although he did not die, he fell seriously ill and returned to the west soon after. His dynasty gradually fell and finally disappeared."

Ding Yiyi was very curious, and after approaching him, she asked in a low voice: "Is that woman beautiful?"

Ye Nianmo looked at her with a funny look and shook her head, "It is said that the emperor issued an announcement after being injured, saying that he wanted to see the woman for the last time, but the woman never came back, and he never came back until he died."

This is a sad love story. Ding Yiyi looked at the spiritual card with no name on the top and sighed, and soon turned her eyes to another corner.

On the left and right sides of the spirit card are two guards, one-meter-5 meters tall and made of pure gold. The guards are holding magic weapons in their hands, and their eyes are about to break, which should play a role in protecting the ancestors.

"Old Madam." The butler's voice came, and Ding Yiyi hurriedly withdrew her gaze and turned around to say hello to the old lady, "Hello."

Fu Fengyi didn't mind her name. After all, no one could remember the other party now, and she was too lazy to take the previous set of constraints to prevent her from getting worse again.

"Let's start." She said calmly, and stood in front first, and the butler handed over fifteen incense sticks.

The room was filled with a faint smell of sandalwood. Ding Yiyi and Ye Nianmo stood behind Fu Fengyi, while the butler and servant stood at the end, and everyone formed a T-shaped shape.

Ding Yiyi bowed to the rankings like Fu Fengyi, and did everything as usual. Then the housekeeper came up and took away her cigarette and inserted it into the incense burner.

"Yiyi." As soon as she heard Fu Fengyi's feet, she hurried forward.

Fu Fengyi held her hand with a rigorous look on her face, "When I was a wife, I would definitely kneel in the ancestral hall for a day on Qingming Festival. Thank you for your blessings and pray for the future of the Ye family. The same goes for Youxin. In the future, you will still become the leader of the Ye family. You must do all this."

Although Ye Nianmo has never said anything, he opposed this obviously unreasonable sacrificial act. He immediately became even more reluctant when it came to Ding Yiyi, "Grandma."

"This is the rule passed down by the Ye family. Only this cannot be given up." Fu Fengyi said to him seriously that Ding Yiyi and him had no children was already the biggest concession she made. If she could not even satisfy her, she would be really angry.

The atmosphere between the grandfather and grandson was not very good. Fu Fengyi was already very old. Ye Nianmo was unwilling to go to Wu Ni to make her angry, but she was unwilling to let Ding Yiyi suffer.

When Ding Yiyi saw that the two of them had a wrong atmosphere, she immediately stepped forward and pulled Ye Nianmo's arm, and smiled at Fengyi and said, "These things should have been done, but I have never fulfilled my filial piety for personal reasons. Although I don't remember many things, I can still feel the kindness of my ancestors."

The butler on the side looked up at her, then took a step forward intentionally, "Old lady, it's just the right time now."
Chapter completed!