Lin Mengya had never been the kind of person who liked to vent her anger on others. She was just a little anxious when she saw the child fall ill.
However, as Moyan's condition stabilized, she also regained her senses.
The breathing of the little body in her arms also returned to normal. He habitually turned over and arched in her arms. After finding a comfortable position, he buried his little face in Lin Mengya's arms and fell asleep again.
But this time, he wouldn't quietly lose his breath.
But this did not mean that the child was safe.
Lin Mengya gently put Moyan on the bed.
Baisu, who was next to her, also gently covered him with the quilt, and the two of them went out to talk.
"Apart from playing in the snow, how has his diet been these days?"
Lin Mengya's eyes couldn't leave the little figure behind the curtain.
Baisu was also very detailed. She could even talk about how many mouthfuls of soup he drank at a certain meal.
Come to think of it, he had indeed put in a lot of effort.
However, this illness came in a strange way. No matter how hard she and her teacher racked their brains, they couldn't figure out the reason for Moyan's illness.
While the two of them were talking, Fang Rao also walked in carefully from outside.
More or less, she blamed herself a little.
Especially when she knew that little Moyan might have an attack, she still took the child out to play in the snow.
She was a little embarrassed and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
It seemed that she still didn't know how to be a mother.
Her own child was like this, and her adopted son was also crooked. She even implicated other people's children.
"Aunt Fang, you don't have to feel too guilty. I know this has nothing to do with you."
Lin Mengya was wondering if her attitude just now had made Aunt Fang misunderstand something.
But as soon as the latter heard this, her eyes turned red.
"You should blame me. If anything happens to this child, even if I have to pay with my life, it is only right."
How could Lin Mengya not know the knot in Aunt Fang's heart?
She held Aunt Fang's hand, and her tone was firm and gentle.
"I know that you really like him. Although Moyan's situation is special, I don't want us to treat him like a porcelain doll. Even if he really can't be cured in the end, I want him to be happy for the rest of his life, not tremble with fear. "
Fang Rao's mood did not improve much because of her persuasion.
As a mother, although she had never personally raised her own child, which mother could watch her child die without doing anything?
She wiped away the tears on her face, held Lin Mengya's hand and sat down.
"Tell me, is the secret treasure of the Ancient Clan you are looking for related to Moyan's illness?"
Lin Mengya was surprised, but she still nodded.
She could guess what Aunt Fang meant, but she shook her head.
"I know what I'm doing. I won't give up on the child."
She had just rejected Elder Zhao's recruitment, and now she was relying on Aunt Fang's sympathy to gain benefits. She couldn't do such a thing.
"I know you're a competitive person, but the child's condition can't be delayed. Moreover, even if I want to help you, what I can do is limited. After all, the Ancient Race's secret treasure had not appeared in the world for many years. I'm not sure if it's still here or not. "
Fang Rao intended to help her.
Even so, Lin Mengya still declined.
"I know, but I still have strength left. When I really need Aunt Fang's help, I won't stand on ceremony. "
Hearing her words, Fang Rao felt a little better.
Her mood also eased a lot.
After asking a few questions about Moyan, she saw that Aunt Fang seemed to be hesitant to say something, so she understood.
"Aunt Fang wants to know about the Zhao family, right?"
She didn't directly mention Elder Zhao, but only mentioned the Zhao family.
Fang Rao sighed. "I've been feeling uneasy recently. I've lived in that place for more than ten years, but it's not my home. Maybe I should take this opportunity to start a new life. "
If a person had made a decision, they wouldn't be so hesitant and in a dilemma.
She saw Aunt Fang's wavering heart.
After thinking about it, she made a fairly pertinent suggestion.
"If you really want to start over, I think you have to end it at least in the Zhao family."
She told Aunt Fang everything that had happened recently.
As for the explanation, it was Elder Zhao's business, and it had nothing to do with her.
However, Aunt Fang's reaction was a little beyond her expectations.
From the beginning to the end, Aunt Fang was calm, and even accepted the reality too calmly.
This made Lin Mengya a little confused.
Was she wrong? Did Aunt Fang not care about Elder Zhao at all?
"Aunt Fang, aren't you angry?"
In the end, she couldn't help asking.
Aunt Fang just shook her head, and she even saw a bit of relief in Aunt Fang's eyes.
"There's nothing to be angry about. I just feel that this day has finally come."
What did that mean?
Aunt Fang clutched at her chest.
She thought that her heart had always been beating only for her late husband, but even she had to admit that in the more than ten years she had been with Zhao Yixuan, it was not that she didn't feel anything.
Since she realized that she might have a change of heart, she had been tortured day and night.
On one side was her lover, and on the other side was her enemy who loved her deeply.
No one was more difficult than her.
That was why she had hurt Zhao Yixuan with the erect thorns for ten years.
But what she didn't expect was that this person actually persevered.
Just when she felt that she might not be able to endure it any longer, this unforeseen event seemed to be a decision made by God for her.
"My heart has always been only for Huo Lang. That's good. I've fulfilled his wish, and he will forget about me in the future. "
She said it in a carefree manner, but Lin Mengya could read the sadness in Aunt Fang's eyes.
Was she fulfilling his wish? Or was she making a compromise? Aunt Fang was probably the only one who knew the answer.
"I think Elder Zhao doesn't like Madam Duan," Lin Mengya said.
She was just stating the facts.
In fact, Elder Zhao didn't just dislike Madam Duan. They were more like old enemies than old lovers.
But Aunt Fang had made up her mind, and she couldn't be persuaded with just a few words.
"Whether he likes her or not, they have an old relationship. He should give the mother and son a proper status."
Fang Rao had made up her mind.
"But it has nothing to do with me whether they are rekindled or ungrateful. I just have to get back what I deserve."
That was the only legacy left by Huo Lang.
Over the years, she had devoted herself to managing it. She had secretly formed a small force with those who had the same experience as her.
And after
With the operation of these people, the property that Huo Lang had left behind had now become a considerable amount of wealth.
She could give up the position of Madam Zhao, but those things were left by her to their son.
Lin Mengya knew that she couldn't persuade her, but some things could only be made clear when they met.
"Well, now is a good opportunity. But if you suddenly appear, I'm afraid that you will frighten Elder Zhao's friends. "
She could go back, but if a "dead" person suddenly came back to life, wouldn't it be frightening?
Of course, Lin Mengya had lied about bringing the dead back to life before.
But there had to be a process, and those people were not stupid and could not be fooled easily.
Therefore, she had laid a small foreshadowing for this day.
That night, Lin Mengya returned to the Zhao Family openly.
As the acting housekeeper of the Zhao Family, and in addition, she was responsible for the heating work in the city. Therefore, her frequent visits to the Zhao Mansion would not arouse suspicion.
But that night, the Zhao Family began to stir up trouble.
When someone mentioned that night, he saw a black shadow walking in front of him. But when he chased after it, he found nothing there.
The strangest thing was that on the snow, there was no one else's footprints except his own.
Someone else said that he heard someone crying outside on and off last night.
Still, he couldn't find the crying person. But he found a few drops of blood-red ice on the snow, which looked like tears of blood …
Strange incidents like these popped up in a single night.
After three or four days of such torment, rumors began to surface again.
It was said that this time, it was still the soul of the late Madam who came out to make trouble.
And it was getting worse and worse. Some people even said that the late Madam was looking for a scapegoat.
In short, it was so strange and inexplicable. Just listening to it, people would feel a chill on their backs, as if they were being stared at by something.
"I quit!"
The thief who had been pretending to be a ghost to scare people these days complained with tears.
This couple was simply toying with him!
In the middle of the night, it was windy and snowy. Everyone was lying in warm beds, but he was so unlucky. Not only could he not get a rest, but he had to go out to pretend to be a ghost.
These days, he was so cold that his body was not flexible.
If it went on like this, he would become a ghost, a frozen ghost!
Lin Mengya was also a little embarrassed. She handed him a small box of ointment and a bottle of medicinal oil.
"You are most afraid of freezing your limbs when you do this kind of work. You should use these two things often. They will increase your body's blood circulation and prevent you from getting frostbite."
She was kind, but Long Tianhao, the stingy guy, immediately showed some dissatisfaction on his face.
How could he not know that it was made by his wife?
Oh, a guy with poor kung fu, did he deserve it?
The thief immediately raised his face with a smile and quickly took the gifts from the lady.
"Thank you, Madam. Oh, you and His Highness are really a perfect match. One is generous and the other is kind. It's a great honor for me to work for you two."
Long Tianhao's face became a little better after a series of flattering words.
It was just ointment. What he ate and used now were carefully prepared by his wife. Others would not have such treatment.
Forget it, let him go.
The thief didn't know that he had walked on the edge of life and death. He only felt that this room suddenly became much warmer.
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