'Memories are only sweet, not bitter.'

This is what Youruo and Zhai Xiying experienced together. Even if it hurt in the past, it is still sweet to recall it now, because Zhai Xiying also loves her and dotes on her. Isn't that enough?

As long as a person is alive, the things that happened in the past have become illusory and no longer important. They should be practiced and cherished, as if they understood it.

After Youruo said something, Zhai Xiying didn't say anything else, because some were moved, some were distressed, and some were sorry, so no more words were needed.

Zhai Xiying wants to pamper Youruo for the rest of her life, so there is no need to say it.

The pace of the two was very slow, but they still gradually walked up to the top of the mountain. There were a few subordinates from the Hades Palace hidden around them, guarding outside the church.

Seeing the master and his wife appear, the subordinates consciously evacuated two miles away to give the two masters as much space as possible to get along. But to be honest, the subordinates who stayed on Xinshan Mountain to guard the church just didn't want to see the sweetness of the master and his wife.

Otherwise, they might feel itchy and go to Xiangman Garden to have fun.

"To be honest, the church you built for me is the most unique one I have ever seen." Youruo hid a smile on her face. The church had a sense of solemnity and mystery, but there was more love buried in it.

Zhai Xiying did not find any information about the church in the dynasty, nor did he find a towering building like a church in the wilderness.

He was very confused as to why You Ruo said she had seen it before. Could it be that there really were beautiful buildings in the dynasty and in the wilderness that Zhai Xiying had missed?

"You Ruo, where have you seen the church?"

You Ruo raised her eyes to look at Zhai Xiying and returned seriously: "In a dream, a dream that has lasted thirty years."

Zhai Xiying frowned, obviously not understanding You Ruo's explanation.

"That dream happened before I was born." For You Ruo, who lives in the Shengtian Dynasty, isn't the memory of the twenty-first century just an unattainable dream?

Coupled with his recent understanding of the Miao Curse tribe, Youruo feels more and more that this may be a dream in the 21st century.

"Is it related to the witchcraft in your body?" Zhai Xiying believed what You Ruo said, although it was incredible.

Youruo shrugged helplessly, "I don't know either." Let's let it go now. When the biological mother shows up, many things may be solved.

"Aren't we going in?" Youruo, who wanted to change the subject, looked expectantly at the closed door of the church.

Zhai Xiying said nothing and led Youruo up the steps in front of the church.

"Some people say that the stairs in front of the church are the road to heaven." You Ruo stepped onto the stairs carefully, because the road ahead was the happiness for her and Zhai Xiying.

Zhai Xiying never spoke, but her big palm wrapped around You Ruo's small hand, which was warm.

The door of the church was pushed open by Zhai Xiying's hand. With half of the door open, half of the scenery inside the church could be seen.

Zhai Xiying did not push open the other door, because the half door was enough for the two of them to walk in side by side.

You Ruo, who was painted by Zhai Xiying himself, was so beautiful that when You Ruo looked at it from a distance, she didn't believe it was herself.

In the painting, she is either as calm as water, or as passionate as fire, or her multiple aspects are ethereal, all of which are vividly and deftly displayed by Zhai Xiying with her brushes.

Youruo looked at every painting carefully. She never knew that when she was pregnant, she would be so careful and careful, and a strong maternal radiance would not shine out.

"It turns out that when I was pregnant with Shuai Shuai, I looked like this in front of you." You Ruo, who was obviously swollen during pregnancy, even if her waist gained a few pounds, in Zhai Xiying's eyes, she was still beautiful.

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