Duan Ruxuan was already in tears. Lin Mengya sighed a little, but she was not in the mood to watch the drama.
She gently pulled Elder Zhao's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Did you call me here for this?"
She was a little embarrassed. "I don't think it's appropriate for me to show up."
Everyone in the mansion knew that she and Mrs. Duan didn't get along well.
Besides, even if Duan Ruxuan was pregnant with Zhao Zifei's child, Mrs. Duan should do it herself.
But Elder Zhao's face was a little gloomy. For a moment, Lin Mengya suddenly had a frightening guess.
"Her child, could it be …"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Elder Zhao really couldn't hold it in as he stopped her from continuing.
"Since it's not yours, why did you call me here?" Lin Mengya became more and more confused.
Elder Zhao looked at Duan Ruxuan's belly with a complicated expression.
Mrs. Duan probably felt that it was too embarrassing, so she still pulled Duan Ruxuan into the room with a cold face.
The sound of crying inside was intermittent. In this world of ice and snow, it sounded inexplicably sad.
Lin Mengya sensitively felt that Elder Zhao seemed to be trying hard to control his emotions.
Was it worry? It didn't seem like it. She thought it was some kind of fear.
Elder Zhao gazed at the white sky.
"There is a legend among the aboriginals, 'Winter Snow Devours Babies'. About ten years ago, there was also a snow like this."
He was immersed in a memory.
When Lin Mengya heard this, she felt a chill in her heart for no reason.
"Every time there is a snow disaster, the unborn or newborn babies will die inexplicably. It was the same ten years ago. All the children in the city under the age of one were not spared. "
Elder Zhao clenched his hands.
As the governor and the elder of the aboriginals, he could do nothing about such a disaster.
Lin Mengya tried to explain it in a scientific way.
"The temperature dropped sharply, and you didn't prepare for the winter like in the north. In a hurry, children and pregnant women are the most vulnerable people. But it should be fine this year. After all, I've already prepared for it. "
But Elder Zhao didn't seem so confident.
"Not a single one left." His eyes were filled with intense and deep sorrow.
"All the families of the Ancient race did not have a single child born within that one year."
Lin Mengya felt as if something was twisting her heart.
"None of the children who were less than a year old survived the snow disaster."
Elder Zhao closed his eyes and thought of the helplessness of his clansmen during the last snowstorm.
At that time, he and his wife were newly married. Although she had not yet forgiven him, she could not help but join him in helping those who had lost children.
He would never be able to forget the sight of those young children gradually losing their breath in their parents' arms on the third day after his wife gathered all the children together.
The woman, who was about to become a mother, cried and begged him to save her life. However, even though he used all the methods he could think of, in the end, that once vibrant life finally turned into a pool of blood.
It wasn't just him. Every single family head of the Gu Family felt that every single snow disaster wasn't just a cold threat.
Just thinking about it made Lin Mengya worried.
She let out a long sigh and asked, "So, you want me to help protect the child in Duan Ruxuan's womb?"
Elder Zhao said solemnly, "That's her own decision. I only know that.
I just want to beg you to help me find out the secret of the 'Winter Snow Devouring Baby'. "
Lin Mengya raised her eyebrows and didn't agree directly. Instead, she asked, "Why me? I don't have that ability. Elder Zhao, you think too highly of me. "
But this time, Elder Zhao was very insistent.
"No! From the first time I saw you, I had a feeling that perhaps I would get the answer to all the questions that I have had for so many years. "
Ha, was he going to rely on her?
"Elder Zhao, I think you are thinking too much. How would I have the answer to something that even you can't figure out? You'd better find someone else. "
She didn't think that she was that smart.
The aboriginals couldn't figure it out for so many years. How could she find the answer the moment she arrived?
She must be joking.
"I know you won't agree easily, but I can tell you clearly that if you can solve the riddle, perhaps you will be able to get more information about the secret treasure of the aboriginals."
She stopped in her tracks and looked coldly at Elder Zhao, who was desperately trying to find a doctor.
"I'm not afraid of being threatened by others. Although I really want to get the secret treasure of the aboriginals, I want to rely on myself to get it."
The determination in her words was very convincing.
Elder Zhao cursed inwardly.
He was also anxious, so she mistakenly thought that he was seducing her.
Thinking of this, he immediately changed the topic.
"You've misunderstood. Actually, I wanted to say …"
Before Elder Zhao could finish his words, her expression suddenly changed.
"I have to go out now. If you have anything to say, we can talk when I come back."
Without waiting for the other party to ask, she had already brought Cai Ru and disappeared without a trace.
After leaving the Zhao Mansion, Lin Mengya anxiously got into the horse carriage that was parked at the back door.
"Faster!"
Cai Ru next to her was also anxious, but she didn't forget to comfort her.
"Safety comes first. Don't worry, Master. Baisu is taking care of Young Master Moyan. There will be no problem."
Lin Mengya clenched her fists tightly and looked nervous.
Just now, she suddenly changed her expression because she heard the whistle from the person she left beside Moyan.
The whistle was very penetrating, short and urgent, and it was in a frequency band that no one else could hear except her.
Because that was the emergency survival frequency that Xiaoyao had specially set for the two children.
Such a whistle could be transmitted very far, but it would not arouse the suspicion of others, and it could be transmitted to her ears anytime and anywhere.
And this whistle represented that Moyan's life was in danger!
The horse carriage was very fast. Fortunately, the driver was good at driving. Otherwise, running wildly on such a slippery street would only result in the carriage being destroyed and people being injured.
She couldn't wait for the car to stop and jumped out at once.
"Ouch —"
A bone-piercing pain came from her ankle, but she ignored her injury and limped towards the courtyard.
"Where is Moyan? How is the child? "
She asked as soon as she entered the door, but before anyone could speak, she ran into the house in a hurry.
In the house, in addition to Baisu who was guarding the bed, Fang Rao and Long Qinghan were also there.
At this moment, she could see no one but the child in her eyes.
"Moyan!"
She was like a dying beast, and every word seemed to burn her heart.
She threw herself to the bed, and her face was paler than blood.
Lying on the bed was her heart.
Her liver.
"Mom is here. Mom is here. Don't be afraid."
Her hands were trembling a little, and she had long lost her usual calmness.
"Master, don't panic. I have detected that Brother Moyan's vital signs are still stable. He should be fine."
In the system, Xiaoyao was a little anxious.
As soon as Moyan entered the detectable range, he detected his vital signs.
Lin Mengya was the one who was in a bad condition.
"Master, there is another one in your belly! You have to calm down first. If you are too emotional, it will hurt the baby in your belly! "
Having a worrisome master made him very busy.
On one side was Moyan, and on the other side was the baby. He couldn't let go of either of them, and they were all under his close monitoring.
Lin Mengya's consciousness had been separated. After a long time, she heard the voice in her ears.
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't taken him out to play in the snow, I don't think the child would have fallen ill."
Aunt Fang's voice was full of self-blame.
Lin Mengya looked at the child's pale face, and her cold fingertips began to warm up slightly.
"Xiaoyao, how is Moyan's condition?"
In the system, Xiaoyao could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"All vital signs are very stable, and the data is slowly rising. There is no danger to his life for the time being."
Although Xiaoyao's monitoring data was very accurate, Lin Mengya was still a little worried.
The medicine brought by the teacher could indeed slow down the frequency of Moyan's illness, but it could not alleviate his symptoms.
Last time, the child just had no breath at all, and he could recover after a while.
But this time, she clearly felt that Moyan's symptoms were more severe than the last time.
If this went on, perhaps one day, the child would die or become brain dead because of this.
"I see. I don't blame you for this. You can go out first. Baisu can stay. "
Before everyone had time to express their surprise that she could speak, they all fell into uneasiness about Moyan's illness.
Lin Mengya picked up Moyan and leaned against the bed.
The breathing of the little body in her arms was still very weak, but it was much more regular.
However, the excessively low temperature almost took away half of her life.
"What happened before Moyan's illness?" she asked.
Although she and her teacher did not know the cause of Moyan's illness, all the diseases did not occur for no reason.
If she wanted to cure Moyan, she had to thoroughly understand the law of his illness.
Therefore, she asked the careful Baisu to follow Moyan all the time and record all his words and deeds.
Seeing this, Baisu also recalled all the details of today.
"The young master read with His Highness for a while after getting up as usual. But then the young master complained that the room was too stuffy and wanted to go out to play in the snow. Later, Mrs. Zhao sent a pair of small cotton boots, a thick cotton coat, and a cotton hat. I heard that the young master wanted to go out to play, so I wanted to take him to play for a while. "
Speaking of this, Baisu felt a little guilty.
She originally didn't want Moyan to go out, but the child was too good at pretending to be pitiful. He looked at her with a pair of big watery eyes and repeatedly promised her that he would never be cold.
She was also dizzy, so she felt that it was okay for a while.
But she didn't expect that she almost killed the young master.
"Master, it's all my fault. Please punish me." She knelt on the ground and was willing to be punished.
"Get up quickly. It's not your fault."
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