Over there, Duan Ruxuan had already burst into tears. Although Lin Mengya sighed a little, she had no intention of watching the excitement.
He gently tugged on Elder Zhao's sleeve, lowered his voice and asked, "Is this why you called me here?"
She was a little embarrassed, "I really don't think it's appropriate to come forward in this matter."
Who in the family doesn't know that she and Mrs. Duan don't get along?
Besides, even if Duan Ruxuan was pregnant with Zhao Zifei's flesh and blood, it was Mrs. Duan who had to take action herself.
But Elder Zhao's expression was a little heavy, and for a moment, Lin Mengya suddenly had a shocking guess.
"Her child will not be"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Elder Zhao couldn't hold it back and blocked her next words.
"Since it's not yours, then why did you ask me to come?" Lin Mengya became more and more confused.
Elder Zhao glanced at Duan Ruxuan's belly complicatedly.
Probably because she felt too embarrassed, Mrs. Duan still had a cold face and took Duan Ruxuan into the house.
The crying inside was intermittent, and in the ice and snow, it sounded inexplicably a bit sad.
Lin Mengya felt sensitively that Elder Zhao seemed to be trying hard to control his emotions.
Worry? No, she felt like some kind of fear.
Elder Zhao looked at the white sky.
"There is a legend among the ancient tribes that 'winter snow bites babies.' About ten years ago, there was such a heavy snowfall."
He fell into a memory.
When Lin Mengya heard these words, she felt a chill in her heart for no reason.
"Every time there is a snow disaster, unborn or newly born babies will die inexplicably. This was also the case ten years ago. All children under one year old in the city were not spared."
Elder Zhao held his hand.
As the city lord and the elder of the ancient clan, he could only do nothing to deal with such a disaster.
Lin Mengya tried to explain this matter using scientific methods.
"The temperature has dropped sharply, and you are not prepared for the winter in the north. In the rush, children and pregnant women are also the most vulnerable groups. But there should be no problem this year, after all, I have made preparations before this."
But Elder Zhao didn't seem so confident.
"There is no one left." There was strong and deep sadness in his eyes.
"In all the families of the ancient clan, no children were born in that year."
Lin Mengya felt as if her heart was being tugged hard by something.
"All the children under one year old did not survive the snowstorm."
Elder Zhao closed his eyes, but what he remembered was the helpless appearance of his clan members the last time they encountered a snow disaster.
At that time, he and his wife were newly married. Although his wife has not forgiven him for a long time, she cannot help but join him in helping those who have lost their children.
He could never forget that on the third day after his wife gathered all the children together, the young children gradually lost their breath in the arms of their parents.
The woman who was about to become a mother cried and begged him to save her life, but even though he tried all his methods, the once vivid life finally turned into a pool of blood.
Not only for him, but for all the heads of the ancient clan, every snow disaster brings more than just a cold threat.
Lin Mengya felt heartbroken just thinking about it.
She let out a long breath and asked, "So, you want me to help save the child in Duan Ruxuan's belly?"
Elder Zhao said solemnly, "That was her own decision. I just want to ask you to help me find out the secret of 'Winter Snow Devours Infants'."
Lin Mengya raised her eyebrows, but did not agree directly. Instead, she asked, "Why me? I'm not that capable, but Elder Zhao thinks highly of me."
But Elder Zhao was very persistent this time.
"No! From the first time I saw you, I had a vague feeling that maybe the questions I have had for many years will be answered in you."
Oh, are you planning to rely on her?
"Elder Zhao, I think you are thinking too much. How can I have the answer to something that you can't even understand? You'd better hire someone else."
She didn't think she was that smart.
She could find the answer to something that the ancient clan had not figured out for many years?
Just kidding.
"I know you won't agree easily, but I can tell you clearly that if you solve the mystery, maybe you can get more information about the ancient clan's secret treasure."
She stopped and looked back coldly at Elder Zhao, who was urgently seeking treatment.
"The thing I'm not afraid of the most is threats from others. Although I really want to get the ancient clan's secret treasure, I think I can get it on my own."
The determination in her words was very convincing.
Elder Zhao secretly cried out.
It was also because of his impatience that the other party mistakenly thought that he was trying to seduce her.
Thinking of this, he immediately changed the subject.
"You misunderstood, actually I wanted to say"
Before Elder Zhao finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed.
"I'm going out right now. If I have anything to say, I'll talk to you when I get back."
Before the other party could ask a question, she had already disappeared with Cairu.
Out of Zhao's house
, Lin Mengya anxiously got into the carriage parked at the back door.
"Faster!"
Cairu next to her was also anxious, but she didn't forget to comfort her.
"Safety comes first. Don't worry, Master. Little Master Mo Yan has Bai Su taking care of him, so there won't be any problems."
Lin Mengya clenched her fists tightly and looked nervous.
Just now she heard the whistle from the person she stayed with Mo Yan, and that's why her expression suddenly changed.
The whistle was extremely penetrating, short and urgent, and it was in a frequency band that no one else could hear except her.
Because that is the emergency survival frequency band specially set by Xiaoyao for the two children.
Such a whistle can travel far without arousing suspicion from others, and it can reach her ears anytime and anywhere.
And what the whistle represents this time is that Mo Yan's life is in danger!
The carriage went very fast. Fortunately, the driver was very skilled. Otherwise, running wildly on such a slippery street would have resulted in the car being destroyed and people injured.
She couldn't wait for the car to stop and jumped out immediately.
"hiss--"
There was a biting pain in her ankle, but she ignored her injury and limped towards the yard.
"Where is Mo Yan? How is the child?"
She asked as soon as she entered the door, but before anyone could say anything, she hurried into the house.
In the room, in addition to Bai Su who was guarding the bedside, there were also Fang Rao and Long Qinghan.
At this moment, she could see no one else except the child.
"Mo Yan!"
She was like a dying animal, and every word seemed to burn with her heart's blood.
He threw himself to the bedside, his face paler than blood.
Lying on the bed was her heart.
"Mother is here, mother is here, don't be afraid."
Her hands were shaking a little, and she had long lost her usual calmness.
"Master, don't panic. I've detected that brother Mo Yan's vital signs are quite stable. He should be fine."
In the system, Xiaoyao is a little anxious.
The moment Mo Yan entered the detectable range, he detected the other party's vital signs.
The bad one is Lin Mengya.
"Master, you still have a baby in your belly! You need to calm down first. If you get too emotional, it will cause harm to the baby in your belly!"
He had a careless master who kept him busy.
There was Mo Yan on one side and the baby on the other. He couldn't let go of either of them, they were both under his strict monitoring.
Lin Mengya's consciousness had been stripped away, and it took a long time before 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 doubt this child would have gotten sick."
Aunt Fang's voice was full of self-blame.
Lin Mengya looked at the child's pale face, and her cold fingertips began to feel slightly warm.
"Xiao Yao, how is Mo Yan's condition?"
In the system, Xiaoyao can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"All vital signs are stable, the data is slowly recovering, and there is no danger to life for the time being."
Although the monitoring data of small medicines are very accurate, Lin Mengya is still a little uneasy.
The medicine brought by the teacher could indeed slow down the frequency of Mo Yan's attacks, but it could not alleviate his symptoms.
Last time, the child just lost his breath and recovered after a while.
But this time, she clearly felt that Mo Yan's symptoms were more severe than last time.
If this continues, the child may die or become brain-dead.
"I understand, I don't blame you for this matter. You can go out first, and Bai Su can stay."
Regarding the fact that she could speak, before everyone had time to express their surprise, they all fell into uneasiness about Mo Yan's illness.
Lin Mengya picked up Mo Yan and leaned on the bed.
The breathing of the little body in her arms was still very weak, but it was much more regular.
But the low temperature almost took away half of her life.
"What happened before Mo Yan became ill?" she asked.
Although she and the teacher currently don't know the cause of Mo Yan's illness, all illnesses do not occur without reason.
If you want to cure Mo Yan, you must thoroughly understand the pattern of his illness.
Therefore, she asked the attentive Bai Su to stay with Mo Yan and record all his words and deeds.
Seeing this, Bai Su also recalled all the details of today.
"The young master is like usual today. After getting up, he read with His Majesty Seventh Prince for a while. 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 gave her a pair of small cotton boots and a thick coat
I have a cotton coat and a cotton hat. I heard that the little master was going out to play, so I thought of taking him to play for a while."
Having said this, Bai Su felt a little guilty.
She originally didn't want Mo Yan to go out, but this kid was too good at pretending to be pitiful. He looked at him with a pair of big watery eyes and repeatedly assured her that he would never get cold.
She was also dizzy, so she felt that this moment was fine.
But I didn't want to, and almost killed the little master.
"Master, it's all my fault in caring for you. Please punish me." She knelt on the ground and begged for punishment willingly.
"Get up quickly, that's all. I don't blame you for this."