Chapter 1222

Gong Wu seemed to know the situation better. Lin Mengya looked at him suspiciously, but the latter didn't speak.

Just use your eyes to ask Lian Xing for advice.

"Gong Ya is not an outsider. Just say it."

That's what I said, but Lian Xing still leaned back on his seat, and the whole person seemed powerless.

Obviously, I've been tossed by Mrs. Lian's old disease for a long time, and I'm helpless.

Gong Wu explained to Lin Mengya in a low voice.

"In fact, Lian Xing is not the youngest child. Under him, there should be a younger brother named Lian Yue. But just 15 years ago, at that time, as now, someone attacked Lian Fu. Lian Fu was not in Longdu at that time. Even his wife was seriously injured, and even Xing and Lian Yue were injured. But Lian Yue was too young, so he died prematurely. Since then, his wife has suffered a heart disease Shi Bo and Lian Sheng blame themselves, which leads them to take strict care of Lian Xing. "

So it is. No wonder Lian Xing is afraid of his brother like a cat.

I think it is also the deep responsibility of love.

Children are the mother's heart. It is no less painful for a mother to see her child leave.

It's no wonder that even the wife will fall into the old disease. If it were her, I'm afraid she would go crazy on the spot.

As the same mother, Lin Mengya understands even his wife's mood better than anyone else.

After thinking about it, she said.

"If you believe me, maybe I can try."

Gong Wu didn't expect that his sister would say so.

But Lian Xing smiled bitterly and obviously didn't think much of her.

"I've heard that the women of your palace family have been good doctors for generations. However, even the doctors of the hundred mile family can't cure my mother. Heart disease needs heart medicine."

"The truth is such a truth, but how can I know if I don't try? If I guess correctly, the doctors of Baili family should be all men. There are some things that only our women know best. I can't cure it, but I won't make the situation of my wife worse, will I? I just like my wife and don't want her to be depressed. It's up to you whether I succeed or not 。”

Seeing that she offered to heal her mother, Lian Xing hesitated at the moment.

The miracle doctor of Baili family said that his mother's condition must not be stimulated any more, otherwise it may be more serious.

With a faint sigh, he looked at Gong ya.

"Although my mother has three children, I only have such a mother. Gong ya, I can give her to you, but you must promise me never to stimulate her again, okay?"

Facing Lian Xing's request, what else could she say except nodding?

Soon, Lian Xing called someone in and sent her to Mrs. Lian's house.

Just after entering, she smelled the incense burning in the room to calm her nerves and condense her Qi.

"Take all the incense down, and none of you will come in."

The maids acted according to her instructions, and soon the house returned to its fresh and elegant taste.

Lin Mengya opened the bead curtain and saw Mrs. Lian leaning on the bed.

However, in just a few days, even my wife has lost weight. The current dark green is really distressing.

She walked closer quietly, but Mrs. Lian on the bed was suddenly disturbed and woke up.

"Xiaoya, you're coming!"

Lin Mengya nodded. Before she came, Lian Xing had told her the symptoms of Mrs. Gong's illness in detail.

Every time after being stimulated, even the wife will fall into her own imagination.

She fantasized that Lian Yue was still alive and even asked Lian Xing to take her brother out to play.

Even his wife is not aggressive, but it is so quiet that people are more worried.

Every time it was even the father and son. After coaxing Mrs. Lian reluctantly to accept the reality, Mrs. Lian, who was eager to think of her son, was always seriously ill.

If it goes on like this, it will empty her body sooner or later.

"Well, Lian Xing asked me to see you. How's it going? Are you okay?"

She smiled sweetly and softly and asked Mrs. Lian.

Even his wife was a little tired, but she still picked up a small swaddling clothes next to her hand.

"Fortunately, by the way, you haven't seen my little son for months. Look, he is now eight months old and looks the most pleasant. I hope he can ride horses and shoot arrows like his brother in the future. It's all right. He can fight with others. Come and see if you like it?"

A haggard woman, holding an empty swaddle, with a loving smile on her face.

But Lin Mengya didn't feel weird at all. She just felt that the tip of her nose was sour and wanted to cry.

For a mother, no matter how many children she has, each is the most important to her.

The events of the past few months have dealt Mrs. Lian a great blow, so she feels that her child is not dead.

Lin Mengya took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand and gently picked off her swaddling clothes.

Inside, wrapped in a small light green dress.

The color of the clothes has been darkened a lot, but it is clean, and the feet are exquisite and tight. It can be seen from a mother's hand.

Lin Mengya didn't force herself to admit that she was a child like others.

With some affection in her eyes, she touched the child's little clothes.

"It's so cute. His name is Lian Yue, isn't it? He must be a beautiful man when he grows up."

Mrs. Lian was stunned and looked at Gong Ya timidly.

"Don't you... Think I'm crazy?"

Lin Mengya smiled and looked into Mrs. Lian's eyes. The heart inside was broken, which made her heartache.

"Aunt is really joking. Lian Yue is there. You brought him into the world, didn't you? So now he only lets you see it secretly. He's really a smart and naughty child. I like him very much."

Different from others' perfunctory or disgust, Lin Mengya was sincere when she said these words.

Mrs. Lian suddenly grabbed her wrist like a straw.

"You can see it too, can't you? My moon hasn't gone. I know he has been staying with me. But they don't believe me and think I'm crazy!"

Even the expression on her face is very fragile. Over the years, everyone has told her that her son is gone and dead.

But she just didn't believe it.

Lin Mengya didn't hurry to take back her hand. Instead, she sat beside Lian's wife gently and skillfully.

"Yes, I've heard that every child will choose a mother on the earth before he is born. They play in the clouds until they are sure that the person on the earth is really suitable to be her mother, and then he will come to the world through his mother's body."

As she spoke, she secretly took out a silver needle and stabbed it into Mrs. Lian's acupoint.

Now Mrs. Lian has completely indulged in memories and lost the most basic keen perception of small interference from the outside world.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"You mean, yue'er thought I could be his mother, so he came here, didn't he?"

Lin Mengya nodded, but even his wife suddenly began to cry.

"But, but I failed to protect him! He died in front of me and was severely thrown to the ground! His mouth is full of blood, it's me, it's my incompetence!"

Even Mrs. Lian's mood was suddenly excited, but Lin Mengya grabbed her arm and her tone was still gentle.

"No! Aunt, lianyue doesn't blame you. You know what? Lianyue enters your dream every day because he doesn't trust you. He wants to tell you not to worry. He returns to the sky and the clouds. Later, he will look at you there again. If you miss him, look up and look at the clouds in the sky."

As she spoke, she put some strength on the silver needle.

Even his wife cried sadly, as if to turn her guilt and miss for her son into tears.

Crying, crying, tossing for several days, even my wife couldn't support it, and leaned vaguely on the bed.

Lin Mengya straightened her body and took the swaddling clothes to her side.

After everything was done, she untied even her wife's skirt.

Zizi checked carefully, and Lin Mengya helped Lian's wife gather up her clothes.

In fact, sometimes, for women, a good cry is more effective than any panacea.

Listen to Lian Xing's memories. After Lian Yue died, Mrs. Lian didn't cry.

Obviously, it was because of the extreme desire for grief, and it could not be vented by tears.

But fifteen years have passed, and even the father and son are reasonable people.

Mrs. Lian's condition should have been much better under the care of her family.

Unexpectedly, she guessed it.

"How's my mother?"

In Lian Xing's study, he saw that the servant had brought Gong Ya back, and immediately asked in a hurry.

"Aunt's condition is fine. When she wakes up, you often coax her and tell her to relax."

Wen Yan, Lian Xing only thought she was comforting herself.

I couldn't help nodding helplessly, with some disappointment on my face.

"Younger sister, is aunt's situation really so serious?"

Palace five is also similar to Lian Xing, but which time did Lian's third father and son not do so?

But even his wife's condition is getting worse and worse.

I'm afraid that one day, she will fall into a nightmare forever and never wake up.

"Don't be so pessimistic. Even your aunt's illness can really be cured. It's just... There are some problems in her body, but it's artificial."

As soon as the words came out, the two men were stunned.

"What do you mean?"

Lian Xing stared at her.

Lin Mengya pondered for a moment before she said.

"In fact, Mrs. Lian is open-minded. Although this kind of thing will break her heart, it hasn't reached this level. Or you have been trying to reassure her for 15 years. According to Mrs. Lian's temperament, you should have let go of it long ago."

"You mean someone deliberately hurt my mother?"

Lin Mengya nodded.

"Basically, you can say so."

"Who is it?"