Chapter 1392 (2/2)

She said softly to cherry and peach that the two people still insisted on accompanying her, but she politely declined.

She was the only one left in the room. Looking at the moonlight outside, she couldn't sleep.

Just as I was about to get up and pour a glass of water to drink, I heard the sound of someone lifting the window.

She narrowed her eyes and touched the dagger under her pillow.

But in the next second, the curtain was lifted with ecstasy.

In the night, long Tianyu held Ning'er and just turned in from outside the window.

As soon as he entered the house, Ning'er rushed to her and stretched out his fat little hand.

Her heart softened all at once, and her eyes were sour and astringent, like tears.

Long Tianyu put the struggling baby down, and the fat short body ran towards her.

A careless, Ning'er's chubby two little feet tripped, but all this, he fell into his arms.

Tightly hugging his soft little body, Lin Mengya desperately suppressed her heart of thinking about her son and couldn't help it anymore.

”Mother's baby, how are you recently?”

She picked up the baby, kept kissing and touching, didn't see enough, and completely ignored the child's father.

Ning'er giggled, holding her neck in her small hand and calling her mother slimy. Lin Mengya was a little surprised. Isn't this child not talkative?

”The child is poisoned by a strange poison, so he doesn't like to talk. But now, the poison can't affect him. Naturally, he will be like other children.”

Long Tianyu came to their mother and son and said softly.

But the doubt in Lin Mengya's heart is deeper, strange poison? Isn't Ning'er's body the best antidote?

But on second thought, she figured it out.

Their mother and son detoxify themselves, all by blood.

She is an adult, so there is naturally more blood. Even more toxins can be metabolized slowly.

But Ning'er is still a child, and his natural metabolism is slower.

”Who gave him this poison?”

It's strange. If the man was to poison Ning'er, wouldn't the poison have such a strange effect?

Or

A strange idea gradually came into her head.

”I don't know. Ning'er mentioned that before, a grandpa always gave him sugar. Every time he ate sugar, he was very sleepy and didn't move his mouth.”

Children's memories don't last long, and they prefer to talk. They should also remember what happened in recent days.

Lin Mengya, an old man who gave him sugar, frowned. She thought and thought, and always thought it was impossible.

”Ning'er, did the grandpa you mentioned give you sugar recently?”

Ning'er thought and nodded gently.

Although he recovered, he was still not very funny.

Lin Mengya immediately gave Ning'er a very detailed examination. After tossing for a while, Ning'er, who was very tired, fell asleep in her arms.

But Lin Mengya's heart turned up huge waves.

”How could this happen... No...”

Seeing her talking to herself, long Tianyu couldn't help worrying.

”Mengya, do you know who this person is?”

She looked up at him. Although she didn't like him, he was the child's father in the end.

After thinking about it, she whispered.

”Do you know that my poison skill is taught by my teacher himself. He is a master of poison and likes to study some strange things. My teachers knew it when Ning'er was born. Therefore, if what Ning'er said is true, it means that my teacher has also arrived at the temple. But it's impossible!”

The teacher is a man with mysterious deeds. In addition, he has many Jianghu friends, and his poison skill is at its peak.

Even if others want to catch him, it will take a lot of effort and may not succeed.

Just now she asked Ning'er about the grandpa's appearance, but Ning'er thought for a long time before he said that the grandpa had a big beard and smiled every day.

Long Tianyu also thought about the old people in the hall, but he didn't think of anything that met the goal.

Lin Mengya was not surprised. After all, with the teacher's caution, it was understandable that he wanted to cross dress.

But she didn't understand. If the person who gave Ning'er medicine was really a teacher, what was his purpose?

Leaning on the bed, she just felt that she couldn't see enough of that little face.

A hug came suddenly behind her. Her body was stiff and moved to the child's side.

The man was stunned and asked with a bitter smile, ”are you still angry with me?”

Lin Mengya gently rubbed Ning'er's small hands and feet without saying a word.

There, long Tianyu looked at his two favorite people with sad eyes.

”Actually, I...”

”You don't have to explain any more. No matter how you explain it, you won't tell the truth, will you?”