In the end, Lin Mengya sighed. She couldn't bear to see her man's pitiful look.
By the time everything had calmed down, the moon was already high up in the sky. It would be at least two hours later.
Lin Mengya was so exhausted that she had no strength at all.
But the man was very happy. He carried her to the bed with a contented look on his face.
Of course, Long Tianhao was not such a beast. Before her body had fully recovered, he naturally did not want his wife to be tired.
However, sometimes the love between husband and wife could always develop people's imagination and give people infinite creative possibilities.
"You sleep first. I'll go and see the children."
Long Tianhao's heart was full of tenderness. He kissed her forehead and said softly.
Although Lin Mengya was so tired that even her fingers were a little sore, she still tried to hold his hand, supported her eyelids that were about to fall, and asked about the children's situation.
"They are both very good. Don't worry. Moyan's physical condition is also very stable now. I have already asked the teacher. At least before we get the ancient treasure, we don't have to worry about his illness. "
Hearing this, Lin Mengya was finally relieved. She loosened her hand and fell asleep with her head tilted to one side.
Seeing her like this, Long Tianhao couldn't help shaking his head with heartache, and then tucked her in.
"Sleep."
May she have a peaceful and worry-free dream.
That night, Lin Mengya fell into the gorgeous and mysterious dream again.
She still maintained a very clear consciousness. She knew that she was dreaming, but everything in the dream was particularly clear. She could even see the expressions on those people's faces clearly.
However, the scene of the dream this time was no longer the huge palace complex full of historical atmosphere.
She followed the crowd and walked out of the city step by step with the crowd.
Although in the dream, she couldn't see what the city she was in clearly.
But from the blurry shadow, she could vaguely feel the majesty and power of the city.
She seemed to be able to hear people cheering on both sides of the road. They were so excited that it was as if they were participating in a grand ceremony.
Finally, Lin Mengya saw the figure sitting on the tall imperial carriage again.
It was very strange that although the person was dressed in splendid clothes, she inexplicably felt that she seemed to have accidentally looked at that person.
So, the other party could see him?
Lin Mengya shook her head and denied this strange idea.
Although she did not know why she had such a strange dream, the person in the dream was always an illusion. How could he possibly look her in the eyes?
Thinking of this, Lin Mengya subconsciously looked back.
Sure enough, it was the scene of the city just a moment ago, but the moment she turned her head, it turned into a group of people coming towards her.
Although she had never seen his clothes before, Lin Mengya could still tell that it was luxurious and solemn.
She looked in front of her and then looked behind her. Finally, a strange thought came to her mind. Were they holding a grand wedding?
Soon, her thoughts were confirmed.
Behind her, someone got off the horse.
Lin Mengya subconsciously stepped aside, not wanting to block his way.
A tall and muscular man dressed in luxurious dark gold clothing walked towards the carriage step by step.
The eyes of the woman in the carriage also followed the man. Lin Mengya finally figured it out. As expected, the man was not looking at her, but at "her" groom.
The man looked a little excited. He opened his mouth and spat out a string of strange words.
Lin Mengya could be sure that she had never come into contact with this language at all, and should not understand what the other party was saying.
But inexplicably, she seemed to be able to feel that the man was solemnly and solemnly making a lifelong promise to his beloved woman.
Although the man was wearing a mask, his attitude was serious and affectionate.
Perhaps it was because she was touched, Lin Mengya felt her eyes sting. It was as if she had seen this scene millions of times.
But every time she saw it, she could not help but be moved.
But Lin Mengya was Lin Mengya after all.
She soon realized that this emotion did not seem to come from her heart.
She couldn't help but be alarmed. A person's emotions should be under one's control. But now, who was it that made her eyes sting and almost burst into tears?
Lin Mengya was a very determined and sensitive person.
Since she had already discovered that something was amiss, it was impossible for her to allow these emotions to continue spreading.
Her consciousness became more and more clear, and the dream quickly collapsed and left, disappearing around her in the blink of an eye.
Even in her own dream, she was still vigilant and full of aggression.
No matter who it was, no matter what method they used to control her emotions, she would not let them have their way.
And when the dream completely collapsed, she suddenly heard an angry roar that seemed to come from an extremely deep place.
That voice gave her the feeling that it was a crazy beast, full of danger.
"Who is it?" She could not help but shout in her dream, trying to scare off the fear that the voice brought to her.
But soon, the continuous roar gradually subsided, but the last sound was still full of unwillingness.
It was not until the voice completely disappeared that Lin Mengya covered her heart, which had already lost its rhythm.
Under that seemingly peaceful dream, there was such a dangerous thing hidden.
Lin Mengya even thought about reducing the time she slept in the future, so that she would not be plotted against in her dream.
But soon, she felt that this was not a good way to solve the problem.
In the dream, time passed quickly or slowly, but there was no specific time range.
Maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a whole night.
Finally, she heard an ethereal voice.
"You are the most special one."
"Perhaps the most likely one."
"Who are you? Who are you? "
The voice said one sentence after another, and because it was speaking too fast, it even overlapped. It formed a series of strange noises.
"This is my dream, who do you think I am?"
Lin Mengya asked calmly.
Although the tone, tone, and timbre of the voice were similar, she could be sure that it was not the voice of a person.
Finally, the voice merged from the countless overlapping voices into one, "Come find us."
All the voices rang out in unison once more, like a mantra, repeating these four words over and over again.
Lin Mengya felt as if she was surrounded by countless recording devices.
But the voice did not have the oppressive force brought by the previous roar. In short, it felt quite strange.
But Lin Mengya still did not say a word. She always felt that even in her dream, she could not easily agree to others.
Otherwise, she would be breaking her promise.
Fortunately, the voice did not force her, but after repeating it again and again, they all stopped and dissipated.
Seeing that her dream had become quiet again, Lin Mengya could not help but pat her chest and let out a long sigh.
If she slept like this in the future, she really could not stand it.
But for some reason, she had a hunch that the appearance of the countless voices at the end seemed to be a signal.
Perhaps for a long time, the dream that troubled her would not disturb her.
Sure enough, it did not take long for her to feel that she had truly regained consciousness, but she did not wake up. Instead, she immediately activated the system's forced dormancy function.
Although the dream did not cause her any substantial harm, it still affected her rest.
But in the end, it still affected her rest. If she woke up like this, she was afraid that she would become a panda tomorrow.
In the system interface, Xiaoyao was sleeping peacefully on a bed.
Since this guy had gained self-consciousness, he deliberately applied all his behavior and habits to the template of a normal human.
For example, for a while, he actually fell in love with cooking.
Although the system could not make him really cook, through the various simulation functions of the data, he could still feel the fun.
What was most unbelievable to Lin Mengya was that he actually set some abnormal data for himself.
For example, if he triggered abnormal data during the simulation, then the dish he was cooking would be burnt!
Lin Mengya, who was forced to watch the whole process, could not help but feel proud of her little baby.
Such a sincere feeling was really in line with the style of Lin Mengya's products!
"Hmm? Master? "
Although the "bed" Xiaoyao was lying on was completely made up of various system data, Lin Mengya still subconsciously sat on the bed and reached out to pat Xiaoyao, who was wearing a bear pajamas.
The light yellow one-piece pajamas were furry, and there were even two semi-circle bear ears hidden in the hat.
Xiaoyao, who had returned to the image of a chubby little boy, looked like a child who had been accidentally quarreled with by his parents.
"Go back to sleep, I'm here to investigate some things."
Xiaoyao covered his mouth and nodded.
Lin Mengya then saw that there was a brown bear doll at the head of Xiaoyao's bed.
The doll looked charmingly naive, and after seeing it, she felt that it was exceptionally familiar.
It seemed to be the little teddy bear that was donated by a kind-hearted person when she was in the orphanage.
Although that little bear had been forgotten somewhere, perhaps it continued to exist, bringing peace to another child at night.
But seeing this one from Xiaoyao, she inexplicably felt a sense of nostalgia.
Lin Mengya grabbed the little bear and stuffed it into Xiaoyao's arms, softly humming a lullaby.
Soon, Xiaoyao hugged the little bear and fell asleep again.
Although she knew that everything here was made up of data, she could not help but soften her movements.
Then, she used the data to build a virtual and warm little room for Xiaoyao, and gently closed the door.
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