This main bedroom is located at the highest point of the entire mausoleum and the most central area. The control center of the entire mausoleum is also in this main bedroom.

The main bedroom has a beam with sandalwood on the top of the cloud, a crystal jade bi as a lamp, a pearl as a curtain, and a fan as a pillar.

A squat silk treasure tent hung beside the wide bed of agarwood, with pearls and silver threads embroidered on it. The wind blew the gauze, like falling from clouds, mountains and seas.

There is a green jade incense pillow, a soft silkworm ice mat, a jade belt and a stack of quilts. A huge moon bead hanging on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining brightly, like a bright moon.

The ground is covered with white jade, gold beads are embedded, and lotus is chiseled into the ground, and the flowers are full of five-stalk lotus flowers. The petals are vivid and exquisite, and even the stamens are delicate and visible.

Liu Qingqing fell in love with this bedroom at a glance.

"Do you like this?"

Ye Rongyao looked at Liu Qingqing with a smile and asked.

"Um!"

Liu Qingqing nodded, looked at Ye Rongyao with some confusion and asked, "I like this place very much. Is this husband really a tomb?"

"It can also be said that this is the place where we rest after death, and our permanent home!"

Ye Rongyao nodded and said.

"It's pretty good to live in such a good place if you die."

Liu Qingqing nodded and said.

Ye Shuting's death not only made Ye Rongyao understand that this person would die sooner or later, but also made Liu Qingqing understand that life will come to an end.

"We can all live for a hundred years!"

Ye Rongyao said hurriedly.

If he could live longer, Ye Rongyao naturally hoped to live longer.

Only by living can you have everything, and death is really a complete end.

"Well, we can all live for a hundred years."

Liu Qingqing came back from her sadness and said affirmatively as she looked at Ye Rongyao.

Although people's lifespan is generally longer than before, there are still very few who have lived past 100 years. Liu Qingqing didn't know whether she could live to 100 years old, but no matter what, Liu Qingqing would work hard to make herself live longer and be able to accompany her man more.

Because Liu Qingqing believes that Ye Rongyao will live longer than everyone else. If he is alive, he can still accompany him and take care of him. But if he leaves, Sister Yifei and the others will also leave, Ye Rongyao will definitely be very lonely.

Ye Rongyao walked into a small room in the main bedroom. This room was the center of the entire mausoleum. There were dozens of LCD screens in this room. You can see the situation around the tomb in the mausoleum through these LCD screens.

Ye Rongyao quickly clicked his finger on the LCD screen, and soon a ray of light shone on Ye Rongyao's body.

"Qingqing, stand here and don't move!"

Ye Rongyao pointed at him and said to Liu Qingqing.

Soon, the light shone on Liu Qingqing.

"Information binding..."

Mechanical sounds sounded in the room.

"The information binding is successful, the system is set successfully, and first-level permissions are granted!"

One minute later, as the mechanical sound rang out, the light shining on Liu Qingqing's body also disappeared.

"this……"

Liu Qingqing was stunned, and the scene inside the tomb appeared in her mind, as if she had countless pairs of eyes staring at every location of the tomb.

This feels very, very strange.

"How does it feel?"

When Liu Qingqing came to her senses from surprise, Ye Rongyao looked at her with a smile and said.

"It's amazing, it's like there are countless monitors installed in my mind."

Liu Qingqing looked at Ye Rongyao and said.

The reason why such a strange thing happened is related to this "first-level permission". From the information in my mind, Liu Qingqing understood that this so-called "first-level permission" is the second-level permission in this tomb, second only to the "ultimate permission".

With this "first-level permission", Liu Qingqing can mobilize all functions of this tomb and even issue self-destructive instructions. Moreover, the "first-level permission" also has permission to separate permissions downward, such as "second-level permission", "third-level permission", and "four-level permission".

"Apart from me, you have the highest authority for this tomb. Even if you are thousands of miles away, you can use this authority to check the situation of this tomb and control the tomb. In the future, this tomb will be handed over to you."

Ye Rongyao said seriously.

This kind of remote control can only be achieved with "ultimate permissions" and "first-level permissions", and "second-level permissions" can only work at close range.

"Um!"

Liu Qingqing nodded.

After walking all over the tomb with Liu Qingqing, Ye Rongyao placed Ye Shuting's urn in a side hall of the tomb and erected a tablet of "The Spiritual Position of Beloved Wife Ye Shuting".

When he was alive, Ye Rongyao did not give Ye Shuting a name. After his death, Ye Rongyao gave her the title of formal wife, but unfortunately it was a bit late.

...

The days passed year after year, the cold and the heat went by, and in a blink of an eye, another decade passed.

Some of the leaves on the trees turned yellow and floated down one after another, some turned red, and the glass windows were covered with thick ice flowers. The freshly poured water for washing water was frozen as hard as a stone in the blink of an eye.

Outside the house, on the house, on the trees, and on the ground, they were covered with snow, and the biting north wind kept blowing, making sharp calls

“It’s another winter!”

Standing in the yard, Ye Rongyao couldn't help but sigh.

Last month, Ye Rongyao had just celebrated his 70th birthday. He did not hold a big banquet or invite outsiders. He just had a reunion dinner together.

Time is like a pig-killing knife. Even if everyone takes the "Stay of the Continuous Pill", their appearance and skin look like young people in their twenties, but their physical functions still decline.

Liu Yifei suffered a serious illness yesterday. Although Ye Rongyao gave acupuncture and was basically cured, his physical condition had obviously declined.

Although Ye Rongyao was mentally prepared ten years ago, he really felt that Liu Yifei's physical fitness had declined, and Ye Rongyao felt very uncomfortable.

"Yes, it's another winter. In more than a month, the New Year is coming. When I was a child, I always looked forward to the New Year. Now that people are old, I am afraid of the New Year."

Wang Meng leaned against Ye Rongyao's shoulder and said with emotion.

Even the youngest Wang Meng is now in her fifties and is already old.

"Yes, the Chinese New Year will be in more than a month, and we will be one year older."

Ye Rongyao sighed and continued, "How is Yifei now?"

"I don't have a fever anymore, but my appetite is still bad and I can't eat much."

Among the sisters, Yifei is the oldest, and she is already seventy-one years old. She has become increasingly poor in her health over the years, and her resistance is getting worse and worse, and she often gets sick.

If there wasn't a miracle doctor at home, Wang Meng would have been worried that Sister Yifei would not be able to hold on this year.

We have lived together for more than 30 years and have a very good relationship with each other. Seeing Sister Yifei like this, Wang Meng felt very uncomfortable.

"Let's go and see her!"
Chapter completed!