But she didn't regret it.
Maybe she is destined not to be an ordinary mother, accompany them day and night and witness their growth. But like other mothers, she will always love them.
She folded the letter carefully and put it in a small drawer at the head of her bed.
Qinghu has been watching her movements gently. After seeing her adjust, he said, "that boy is like you, and his mouth is very sweet. The women at home are coaxed around by them. I don't have to worry about looking for a daughter-in-law in the future."
But Lin Mengya said with a smile, "that's not necessarily true. From you to their fifth uncle, who can make girls happy? I see, in the long run, no matter how powerful the talent is, it will also be affected by you. Alas, I'm worried when I think of it."
Qing Hu immediately put on an exaggerated expression and "accused" her with his heart.
"It's none of my business. It's their own waste. Just say that your eldest brother, what a good daughter-in-law, was angry and ran away."
Mention these people's embarrassing stories, Qinghu is one set after another.
However, Lin Mengya left him face and didn't expose him on the spot.
Between them, that is, half a kilo to eight Liang.
No one is better than anyone.
"By the way, when you left, what did your great grandfather want you to bring me?"
When it comes to business, Qinghu's face is less frivolous.
"Mr. Gong said that he had told the family leader before he died that if one day the family leader became the Lord of the temple, he would ask him to give the relics to his descendants. When I came, Mr. Gong specifically asked you to go back as soon as possible if you were free."
"The relic of the former home owner? Did your great grandfather tell you what it was?"
Qinghu shook his head.
"Mr. Gong covered it tightly. When he told me this, there was no one around him. He also told me that he must not tell the second person about it."
So mysterious, what good thing will it be?
But she couldn't help but have a headache when she remembered the consistent style of her former home owner, her great grandmother.
Isn't it another outstanding debt of gratitude?
"Wait until you go back. I think you can't leave the current situation for a while and a half."
Qing Hu's tone was somewhat helpless.
Although he is duty bound to protect his little girl.
But that man is too troublesome, and every time he has to let his little girl be involved.
Suddenly, some discontent that had been suppressed in my heart began to move again.
If the time, place and atmosphere were not right, he would certainly encourage his little girl to run with him.
Hearing the speech, Lin Mengya couldn't help defending long Tianyu.
"I know you love me, but this time we are really foolproof. The illegitimate son of the emperor attacked us like crazy. Did he think he could really beat us?"
Far from it, she can guarantee that those people are definitely not her opponents in terms of logistics materials.
But Qinghu reminded her: "maybe it's not that he thinks he can beat you, but someone makes him think he can."
"You mean that bastard is also a used cannon fodder?"
She felt that it was impossible. Even if the people behind the scenes were powerful, it was a real war.
Unless——
Her heart beat violently and she suddenly realized
There is a possibility.
Wars are everywhere, which wastes people and money, and the affected people will be displaced.
Even, the strength of defending the country will be greatly reduced because of this war.
If this is a conspiracy between heaven and man or immortal city, isn't it a struggle between Snipes and mussels?
Qinghu was stunned and shook his hand in front of him.
"What do you think?"
"Nothing."
She should believe long Tianyu. She can't hide such a simple thing from him.
So it shouldn't be as simple as she thought.
"Speaking of it, long Tianyu was honest before. How can he still provoke such a rotten peach blossom now?"
As the main member of his mother's regiment, uncle Qinghu has always pursued the policy of "slapping him to death if he dares to cheat".
It can be said that if long Tianyu has two hearts, he is not cheating, but he is flying forward to the death terminal by himself on the high-speed train.
Mentioning this matter, Lin Mengya couldn't help feeling headache again.
"How do I know? The king's family is crazy one by one. I don't understand. How can they recognize it and marry long Tianyu to have a way out?" She make complaints about it.
However, he thought of leaving Jun Xianwei before the Qing fox. He couldn't help asking, "why did you let me leave people just now?"
Originally, her impression of Jun's family improved a little because of Jun Wuzhao.
Now I find that some people are really not worthy of pity.
"It's not that the old man of the palace family said. Let me advise you not to make enemies for yourself recently. After all, judging from the current situation, there are still many friends and many roads." Qinghu looked quite helpless, but he immediately changed the topic.
"But you said the way out of your family, what way out?"
Lin Mengya sighed, Explained: "Your family is a hermit family, a relic of ancient times. All of them have some genetic diseases. If they can't stop these diseases in time, they may not live long. And the Presbyterian Council, which is responsible for managing the affairs of the family, declared that as long as they can give birth to a child belonging to Yu, they can stop this genetic disease. It's the people of the Presbyterian Council who talk casually , how could there be such a thing in the world? "
According to her knowledge of that genetic disorder, it is irreversible.
Unless we can completely eliminate those problematic blood inheritance, the next generation will still have more or less problems.
The problem is that even if they gave birth to a child belonging to Yu, there is still a problem with the child's blood.
The disease will also appear.
But she underestimated your family's desire to cure this disease.
The next day, your family didn't come.
Lin Mengya thought they had figured it out, but the wishful thinking of Jun's family made a bigger storm.
This temple is like an iron bucket. After the addition of Qinghu, there are no mistakes and omissions in security.
"Madam, we have captured many enemy spies at the foot of the holy mountain."
The captain of the guard responsible for guarding the temple reported it truthfully.
Lin Mengya frowned slightly.
This is the ninth in a while.
"Can you interrogate anything?" She asked.
"They are stubborn and refuse to say anything, but their subordinates found a letter on them."
His men presented the letter.
Lin Mengya took a look and found that
Noodles are actually a long poem.
It's really interesting that a spy should bring his favorite poem.
But beyond that, they didn't find any effective clues.
At this time, the Qing fox returned.
He has taken over the security of the temple with full authority these days, and led people everywhere to check and make up for omissions.
"Can you find any problems?" She asked.
Qinghu said: "big problems have not been found at present, but some small problems have been eliminated in time."
In fact, for now, their safety is guaranteed.
The location of the temple is very important, so in the construction expenditure, we consider how to resist in case of possible attack one day.
Yu found the secret of Houshan cliff in time, which was the last disaster of the temple.
"Look at this."
She put the long poem in front of Qinghu.
The latter looked again and again and just felt that this was an ordinary letter.
"But it was found in the spies who were caught."
According to the guards in charge of this matter, these captured spies are well-trained experts.
And they all had their tongues cut off.
This is an extremely cruel training method to make spies a living weapon.
If a letter with a long poem is found in such a person, the function of this letter will never be so simple.
"I see. How about we interrogate those people?" Qing Hu suggested.
Lin Mengya felt it was inappropriate.
These people must have received extremely professional training. Extorting confessions by words and deeds is also part of their training.
Her ingenious methods of extorting confessions are based on the fear of those people.
"I think we might as well set up a plan."
Her eyes flashed, and in Qinghu's ear, she said her plan.
In the underground dungeon of the temple, the appearance of Qinghu, a raw face, immediately attracted the attention of those spies.
Staring at a humble face, Qinghu's daily work is to shuttle through each cell and deliver some poor meals to all prisoners.
Moreover, he was deliberately silent and never looked at or spoke to any prisoner.
Every time after delivering the meal, he left silently.
After so many times, the people in the dungeon regarded people as air.
Until one day, when Qinghu was delivering food to one of the spies, he found him sitting at the door of his cell and knocking on the fence at the door.
Qing Hu used two things at once and soon found that there were some special rules in each other's percussion.
But soon, the man stopped knocking.
Later, he told Lin Mengya about it.
The latter thinks that this may be the way for those spies to contact each other.
But the next day, the spy who knocked on the railing was found dead in the dungeon.
"Dead? How did you die?"
Lin Mengya asked angrily.
But the person in charge of the guard also wondered.
In order to prevent these people from committing suicide, they tie people up.
It's not easy for them to want to die.
In order to find out the truth, she decided to go to prison herself.